Midnight Book Series Novels & Stories

She has read that book too? Midnight was a character from one of his first books. The book was about a young man, who because of being possessed by demons, would go on a killing spree every midnight, the sight and scent of the blood being the only salvation from the mental and physical pain these demons brought him. That fucker was a total psycho. Jake felt wronged. Why should she call him that? Does Ryder think of him as a psycho? Yet, upon noticing Ryder beaming proudly like a little child, he didn't have the heart to refuse. "Why not."

Maya’s POV Midnight is rude. It removes logic. It removes fear. It removes clothing in your imagination before you can stop it. And unfortunately, my imagination has a favorite victim. My next door neighbor is tall, unfairly attractive, and has the kind of voice that could convince a nun to sin without even raising his tine My name is Maya Collins. I am nineteen. I am supposed to be focused on saving my family business, finishing university, and behaving like a responsible adult.

Perhaps it was Layla’s fate to meet the beast who’d change her life, or s it the beast whose life going to be ruined with her fatal schemes. Midnight Feast 2020 FULLY SERVED! Midnight Feast is set on an imaginary world mainly within a place called the continent of Aghar. It encompasses the danger in the lives of humble citizens of Loire kingdom- especially the young orphan Layla, who fell in the hands of the ruthless nobles whose willing to sacrifice others’ lives in exchange for their own safety. Midnight Feast is a dark fantasy story with werewolves as the main characters. It sends a message to readers in an artistic way, unveiling the part of the darkest secret of the mind, the evil inten

Jake mindlinks. His voice threatens to ruin the only peace I’ve felt in the last year. The water glistens in the moonlight, begging me to stay. I shut my mindlink off and oblige. Scooting off the rock that’s held me most of the day, I walk towards the little clearing. This clearing occupies most of my memories. It’s only fitting that I sleep here on what could be the last time I’ll ever see this place. I look behind each tree, hoping to find my dad’s stash of blankets and clothes. He always kept stuff here, just in case. I thought it was a stupid idea when I was a kid, but I’m grateful for it now. I yank a blanket out of the basket and cover myself with it, watching the fireflies dance with

Dear Reader, Thank you for walking this long journey with me. For holding Lunessa’s hand in the darkness. For standing beside Azrik through the fire. For dreaming with me, until the very end. But is it really the end? Some stories are too powerful to end here. Shaelith and Seraphira still have their tale to tell. ‘Twins of Midnight’ is coming January 2026. Set in a new age, where the world has shifted but their powers remain, only haunted by the mistake of their father.

He endured all the tasks for his life and the familia, now his task is to become someone invincible. The King and Queen of the night aren't they match made in hell? Laila Flashback Freshman year College I woke up to the blaring sound of my alarm clock. A presence that another day has begun. I can't choose whether it was the beginning of impending doom or I would be facing the stunning rays of the sunshine at the edge of the cliff.

Made a hot cocoa for myself and snuggled up in a blanket with "fault in our stars" Now I was reading the part where Hazel reads the letter to Augustus. It took me back to the time when someone special had written a crazy letter for me back in time . Bubbles. Bubbles was no ordinary guy, there was something very special about him, about his whole aura. I was 14 when I met bubbles. I was looking for new books in a store down the street, because you just can not get enough. Am I right or am I right? Well, I was looking for something in the horror/thriller section. Stefen King's "The Stand" caught my eyes I went to get the book off the rack, but somehow I couldn't. It was being pulled from the o

He had in his office the scarce evidence, a few photographs of crime scenes, drawings and even vampire cartoons, of something he was completely sure, that was done by a human, and he was someone who knew where to attack, supernatural beings did not exist, The science that he loved so much made him doubt about those nocturnal creatures, this was a man who hated the female gender, and he would find it. The headlines read: STRIKE AGAIN! THE MIDNIGHT KILLER. Now they were two women who were presumably servants of the night, they woke up on the nearby dock, both with looks of terror and those marks made with a fine-edged weapon. A figure was walking along the pier, it was close to five in the mor

“If there were a book three, the title would be Dusk?” “Midnight is a transition, darkness, silence, the feeling of loneliness and loss. Dawn is hope, and if Dawn is as successful as Midnight, then the third book will be Nightfall, but it’s not exactly the time of day. It’s a locale mentioned in the book.” “Okay. No more spoilers, T.S. Prince.” “You’re not mad?” “About you being the author, and making me look like a fool?” He chuckled. “I wanna bite you right now, but it can wait until I come back from the trip.”

"Lies." I KNOW IT'S A LIE, OKAY?!!! CAN YOU LEAVE ME SOME FACE PLEASE? THANK YOU. Midnight walked to the bed and sat on it, taking the laptop on his lap to see what his cute Ry was trying to do this time. However, as the blinding titles of the books on the screen burned his eyes, Midnight froze, not knowing how to react. What is this? What happened to the fantasy books she used to read? Is this a new hobby?