Midnight Castle Update Novels & Stories

Hunnie Bahm One Year Later ツ On this particular mooning I stayed awake during the crack of dark hours. Paying a early visit to the cook, I wondered what he had in store for today! I rolled out from under Kris’s heavy arms and he turns around facing the other way, continuing his sleep. After throwing on a satin pink gown and my black robe, I made my way down the quiet and dim halls of the castle. Bahm had made some adjustments to the castle, only keeping chosen guards around at night while we slept during and they were allowed to go home eat their families during the day.

I looked around to see but it was the same as in the morning. I headed towards his room and that too was completely dark. I switch on the lights and he was there. Sleeping on his bed. Still turning his back like he was doing it the morning. I got near him but I didn't get closer. I was calling his name. "Ryan. What the hell?? Now you are sleeping here like nothing's wrong??? Do you have any idea how many calls your Mom had made??" He was still not responding. "Where the hell is your phone??"

I replied with a roll of my eyes. Alpha Cadell held a ball in his very fancy, and extremely huge, mansion. He said it was a celebration for his arrival at the new town. I was sure it wasn't only that. "Just keep your manners. We will be in and out before you even know it." Morgana stressed, and nodded her head at some woman with a winged face mask. Did I mention that this is a masquerade? We live in Midwick, Virginia. A very small and very beautiful town, which one would feel was built right in the middle of the woods.

at the latest, but I stayed up too late last night finishing the final edits for my most recent video for my YouTube channel, Hunting for Midnight. Hunting for Midnight is a dream come true for me. The channel focuses on traveling the country where I document, interview people, search for, and record paranormal experiences and events. I investigate whether there is real paranormal activity occurring or if the disturbances are actually caused by natural events and circumstances. As of to date, I have yet to uncover single true evidence-based paranormal event. For the last four years I’ve spent investigating and documenting suspected paranormal events, there’s always logical and scientific evi

These were all written in blood. The night drew closer and campers were all inside their tent when the hungry-looking beast walked into camp dropping the note he had written in the middle of the camp. The beast left. The night was long, the moon hung high in the velvety night sky, casting a soft, silvery glow over the camp tents. Stars shimmered like distant diamonds, forming constellations that whispered stories. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves of the trees, their shadows dancing in the moonlight. It was the dawn of a new day, the sun shone brightly making it a lovely day.

she asked. Kael’s gaze stayed fixed on the valley. “The Moon’s last command is about to be fulfilled.” Aria’s breath caught. “The prophecy?” He nodded once. “And it starts tonight.” Hours later The Midnight Pack gathered in the stone courtyard, the air heavy with unease. The full moon hung low, casting a pale light across the cracked flagstones. Warriors shifted from foot to foot, their wolves restless under the strange pull of the night. Aria stood at Kael’s side, her heart racing. Every instinct screamed that something was about to shatter.

I said, keeping my voice even. She quoted a price. I transferred the money. Enough for two nights. Barely. I took the keycard and headed into the elevator, slumping against the back wall. Then I saw it. A digital ad played on a panel above the floor buttons. It glowed softly, like a whisper from the universe. LUNARIS NIGHTCLUB – NOW HIRING WAITSTAFF $3,000/Month. Accommodation Provided. Apply In-Person. I blinked. I stared.

"It's not wolf-born. Not pack-born. It's something older." Charlie wiped the sweat from her forehead with shaking fingers. "I don't— I didn't— I'm not some chosen-one plot twist!" But her hand still flickered with silver. She clenched her fist. It vanished. Matthew swallowed. "The Dire Moon Sect will sense that surge. We need to move. Now." Lysander nodded. "Agreed. The barrier is compromised. None of us are safe here." Charlie tried to stand — her legs wobbled. Two hands caught her.

With his boots up on the table and his gaze fixed on the ceiling, he looked utterly bored by our existence. Serena bit her lip, turning back to me. "Ask your question." I let a small, cold smile play on my lips. "I’ve been curious about something for years. When I was six, my guardians brought me to the Hawthorne Estate for a visit. That very night, you supposedly had a fever and screaming nightmares. A maid named Judith told everyone I was a 'cursed omen,' and I was kicked out into the snow the next morning. But I remember hearing the shower running in your room at midnight. Were you cooling off, Serena, or just making sure your skin was cold enough to fake a sickness?"

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