Midnight Crossing Book Novels & Stories

As midnight approached, Jenna slipped out alone, shadows swallowing her as she made her way to the bridge. The city was silent but for the distant drip of rain and the soft echo of footsteps. Suddenly, a figure stepped from the darkness—someone who would change everything Jenna thought she knew about her past, and the deadly game she’d been forced into. Jenna’s heart pounded as the figure stepped fully into the dim light beneath the bridge—a man with sharp eyes and a face that stirred something deep inside her, something she had buried long ago. He studied her silently for a moment, then spoke, voice low but urgent.

Maya’s POV The old man stood in front of us with cold eyes. His name was Richard Cross. He looked at the children like they were treasures. The little girl held my hand tight. The boy hid behind Sarah. I felt my stomach turn. These children had been through too much. I thought, I survived dark rooms and powerful hands. I ran from guns and lies. Now I stand here for them. I cannot let this man take them away. Richard smiled slowly. “The children carry strong blood. They belong with the family. Give them to me and I will give you money. A safe house. Everything you need.”

POV(FIONA), Running to the beach, it was a hiding place for me, a place I let go off my worries, a place I can cry without anyone looking, my secret home, but now it was crowded, filled with a lot of people, I ran back to the Kitchen to go help out with the preparations.

Nothing much stood from the old structure but the gate's wall, a mossy 5 feet tall stone wall. *** It was dark when Kara awakened, even the surroundings were silent. She lay there very still, feeling the world around her. Thankfully, she could still feel her body too well. And she was not hurt anywhere which was good. When her eyes had adjusted to the darkness, she stood up and blindly walked. "Hello… anybody?? Daddy?" she called but her voice vanished as fast as she spoke it. Nothing replied. "Where am I?" she thought. She felt the ground, it was full of dried leaves, crunching in her every step. The air was chilly and damp. In the distance, she could hear the soft bubbling of a brook.

If he is not stopped soon, total havoc will reign over the Twin Cities and spread to every inch of this continent. “Tonight, is the Bridge’s Luna Ceremony and it would be perfect for us to try our escape,” I said to my mate. “If he catches us, he will torture me more, and I cannot take any more pain,” Chelsea said with a few tears slipping from her eyes. “We won’t get caught; we will run far away from here. Please we must do this,” I urged her. She nodded her head and we each packed up our backpacks.

The sound coming from a horror film behind me battered when the thunder strike with the high volume that even the next building can be disturb. "Go to bed now," I commanded and closed the Tv. "Party pooper, the best scene was yet to come!" "I'm not sleepy!" And they started complaints, but in the end, they still follow me and eventually go to their room. I left a note besides Nate to take care of everything while I'm at work. I choosed to walked instead to use my scooter this time, the nighttime in the city is beautiful opposite from the morning, morning is a curse. I hid my hand inside the pocket of my hoodie and starts distracting myself.

smiling softly at me. He leaned in, I closed my eyes expecting a hungry kiss but he pecked it. I sighed "Goodnight Nico" "Goodnight bambina" I smiled, I reached the door seeing he stayed until I reached the entrance and sped away. Alessandro There are kids having fun on the beach while I am on a mission. I sighed. I was apparently shot at the side of my abdomen but not that lethal. I hid near a cabin. It was nighttime when something woke me up, kids who are finding a great hiding spot 'great'.

Chapter 46: Minutes Before Midnight The minutes before midnight felt like an eternity. When the clock finally hit twelve, we stepped out into the cool, quiet night. The streets were empty, shadows stretching long and mysterious beneath the streetlights. Travis held my hand tighter as we walked toward the pier — the place the message had named. The air smelled salty and sharp. The sound of waves crashing against the weathered wooden planks beneath our feet mixed with the creak of old ropes and the distant call of seabirds settling down for the night.

Yet something approximately the email felt ominously final, just like the ultimate piece of a puzzle I didn’t recognize changed into incomplete. I am determined now no longer to inform anyone, no longer even Vanessa or Ethan. If this changed into Damien again, I didn’t need to risk escalating the situation. A Midnight Meeting At midnight, the Old Harbor changed into silence for the occasional creak of a ship transferring withinside the water. The streetlights slightly lit the scene, casting lengthy shadows throughout the docks. I waited close to the rusted railing, my coronary heart pounding withinside the stillness. A parent emerged from the darkness, getting into the dim mild of the street

When I opened the door, a blast of cold air hit me like a wave. It reminded me of that scary time after a really tough delivery, when I was shivering and truly thought that I might not make it. Matthew Smith's voice came from behind me, sounding totally surprised. "Shirley? It's freezing out there. Come on in!" He did not even seem to care that I was sporting a six-month old baby bump. He pushed me aside roughly, but he was super gentle with the person he was bringing inside.