Midnight In Everwood Novels & Stories

RAVEN It was almost midnight when I tugged my hoodie over my head, heart pounding a little louder than usual as I quietly closed the back door of the packhouse. The moon was full, casting a silver-blue light over everything, and I could hear nothing but the hush of wind rustling through the trees. Rowena was already waiting by the edge of the trees, her arms folded, eyes flicking left and right like she was expecting someone to leap out and grab us. “You’re late,” she whispered the second I got close enough.

*Greenwood — Guest Quarters, Midnight* It was already nighttime. Everyone had retired for the night making Greenwood silent. The stillness was broken only by the distant cry of an owl. Inside, Crystal’s body was restless. Aelira stirred violently beneath her skin, clawing at her dreams until they changed into visions. One moment she was curled beneath Ryder’s arm, his warmth anchoring her to the present. The next, she was pulled into fire and smoke, a world half made of memory and half made of something that didn’t belong to her alone.

Wind carved through ruins like a blade, howling through collapsed towers and hollowed streets, carrying with it the whispers of a dead age. Deep beneath that wasteland, hidden under layers of ice and reinforced steel, Adrian stood before a glowing digital holomap. Eighteen hours. That was how long he spent each day here. Eighteen hours staring into the skeletal remains of the human world, not as it was but as it would soon become Gone.

Chapter One The notification goes live at 12:03 a.m. Most people don’t notice it right away. Midnight notifications are easy to ignore—another bored scroll, another face glowing in the dark. But for the ones who do click, the screen opens to something oddly quiet. No music. No filter. No bright smile. Just Lila Monroe, framed too close, her face pale in the bluish light of her phone. The familiar background of her bedroom looks different tonight—messier, shadows stretching too long across the walls. Her hair is pulled back like she’s been running her hands through it too many times.

Eddy joked a playful grin on his face. I closed my eyes exhaling slowly knowing full well that the castle would be waiting. -Valerie’s Pov- If waking up with ringing ears and the room spinning wasn't confusing enough. The scent made me want to bury my head in the sand. The smell of death and pine needles made me instantaneously realize that this wasn't my room. Or even my pack.

Eva The night is darker than I remember, or maybe I had simply never paid enough attention before. The path that leads from Ophelia's place is almost empty now, the usual quiet replaced by distant, haunting howls that rise and fall as if in union, but at the same time scattered. I haven’t noticed them this much either, until tonight. Probably because I have spent most of my time locked away inside the mansion, and the few times I had stepped out, it had always been during the day—never when the wolves come alive under the moon.

I knock on the door but open it anyway, if she's going to be part of the pack she has to get used to the idea that there is no privacy between us. "Hey!" Mid exclaims sounding scared and curls up in her bed. She has her new phone in her hand and makes a fuss as she tries to close whatever she's been watching, "Why are you coming in without my permission to do so? That's rude." "Sorry, you took too long," I close the door behind me and walk over to the bed. Midnight is wearing a little short sleeved shirt that looks like it belongs to a five year old, "I need your help."

The Midnight Hour As the clock struck twelve, May slipped out of the cabin, her heart pounding in her chest. She had on a dark hoodie and jeans, blending into the shadows as she moved silently through the woods. The moon was a faint glow behind a veil of clouds, casting an eerie pallor over the landscape. Every step felt heavier than the last, each crack of a twig beneath her feet echoing like a gunshot in the silence. She reached the outskirts of the old warehouse, a dilapidated structure long abandoned, its windows shattered and walls covered in peeling paint. The place looked like it hadn’t seen life in years, yet tonight, it seemed alive with secrets.