Midnight Collision Novels & Stories

Why did I meet him that night? I can't forget the rainy night when I was coming back from work when my destiny collided with his and got sucked into the darkness. That night was cursed!

“Stay quiet. No matter what you hear, don’t make a sound. Understand?” My heart hammered against my ribcage. “Xavier, what’s—” “Mia.” He cupped my face. “Promise me. You’ll not make a sound and you’ll not come out.” I nodded and let him shove me into the closet. Before he could pull the door closed fully, we heard a crash. The last thing I saw was him positioning himself between the closet and the window before the window exploded. Glass shattered everywhere and three massive figures crashed through. They moved with a speed I've never seen before. That I could never guess was human. And when one of them turned and stood facing the closest, I noticed their eyes were glowing.

My heart skipped a beat, and before I could get a word out, there was a loud crash. An electric scooter lay toppled over, and the old lady riding it was sprawled out on the ground. Chaos broke loose inside the car. "Carmen, what kind of driving is that?!" "Can you handle this? Maybe we should let Yvonne drive instead!" Everyone was talking over each other, blaming her, while Carmen turned ghostly pale, gripping the steering wheel as it shook. Patrick was freaking out, too. He quickly unbuckled Carmen's seatbelt. "Carmen, get to the back. Now!"

Waves of absolute darkness exploded outward, swallowing entire peripheral galaxies behind blankets of pure oblivion. The First Traveler stepped forward, refusing to yield the line. The infinite geometric roads behind him blazed like newly born suns. "No!" The radiant roads collided head-on with the rushing dark. Journey clashed against Consumption; raw Possibility slammed into absolute Emptiness. The sheer force of the impact shattered adjacent dimensions into glittering shards. The Traveler slid backward under the immense feedback, fresh golden blood staining his lips, but his posture remained stubbornly unyielding. He remained standing.

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

"She doesn't know about our world. It's better this way." "She's so perfect. So fragile." His voice broke with agony. "If she finds out what kind of monster I really am, she'll be terrified." My heart almost stopped. Ryder... wasn't human? "Bullshit," one of his buddies jeered. "If you’re so tough, then stop whining on that encrypted forum every night. 'Midnight_Howler'... real creative." Midnight_Howler. I memorized the ID. I slipped back to my room and opened my laptop. I found the hidden forum called "The Den". With a few tricks, I registered and got in.

She got up in a rush from their king-size bed and looked at the time. The time was 1: 00 am. “Today is the 2nd day of July 2019. Game on, Brother. Game on, F-ing Moon goddess!.” “Why are you speaking to yourself, my beautiful vixen?”. Salvatore inquired, yawning and putting his curling midnight hair in place. Velda stood by their large window staring outside at the full moon, she felt the moon mocking her. A single tear fell from her eyes. Salvatore rushed over to her, hugging her from behind. He kissed her red hair, adjusted her luscious hair from the nape of her neck, breathed on it, and gave her light kisses on the neck to the collar bone.

Notifications flooded the screen so fast the numbers blurred. I opened the top one. It was a video. It showed me head down, my earbuds plugged in as I walked fast across the quad. Jace and his group were around the corner. My shoulder slammed into his chest then I stumbled, his hand instantly reached out and caught my arm to steady me. Someone had slowed that part down; made it look deliberate and intimate. The caption read: “Hockey captain meets his mystery girl #CollisionCouple” Comments poured in underneath.

Their bodies are found at the bottom of a ravine or in scattered pieces due to the wildlife taking advantage of a free, easy meal. My fingers slip away from everything I try and fail to grab at, wet from the rain. What does eventually stop me, is a large boulder when the side of my head smacks into it, knocking me unconscious. The sickening ‘crack’ sound of my skull connecting with the edge of the massive rock jutting from the earth shoots through every bone in my body accompanied by blinding pain. That's the last thing I remember before the world sinks away into darkness.

Then, Midnight King pressed the remote control in his hand. "Not good!" Alexander sensed the imminent danger. He braced his body protection strength and channeled his physical power, then evacuated as fast as he could. Rumble! An earth-shattering roar erupted as Midnight Club collapsed, with smoke and dust billowing out. The ground shook violently, causing the people in the surrounding area to flee in panic. The Midnight Club, a den of sin, was reduced to rubble. Alarms blared incessantly as numerous rescue teams arrived but since the Midnight Club was a notorious haven for scum, no one was eager to help.