Midnight My Hero Academia Novels & Stories

Visa Application denied. Leah was silent for a while, watching me with furrowed brows. Then, as the clock ticked past eleven at night, she perked up as if an idea had sparked. “Wait,” she said, eyes brightening. “What if you try at midnight? I have heard of midnights magic.” I blinked at her, tired. “Midnight?” “Yeah. I read somewhere that sometimes the system refreshes at odd hours. Midnight sounds like… I don’t know, magic time?”

Tsk. I can feel that he’s staring at me but I just ignored him. I’ll just do my most favorite thing to do and that is to sleep. After several hours the car finally stopped so I opened my eyes. I got out of the car. I was awed when I saw a big golden gate in front of me and Magisch Academy is written at the top of it.

MIDNIGHTS were usually for editing and non-stop reviewing of photos for Akira, but not on Thursdays and Fridays. Well… not since Gian had known the truth about the eye, anyway. It stemmed from a very unfortunate event of a homeless man lying face-down in a pool of his own blood in the street, after being hit by a speeding delivery truck.

22th May 2014, Akira wave goodbye to his family. Like all normal days, he has been walking to school while admiring the sunrise from the side of the road. His arms stretched in the air letting go a big sigh to enjoy the morning breath. Mira already contacts him that she won't be coming to school so he must survive alone this time. Well, it's an opportunity for him since there is something he must solve today...

Liana POV With shaking hands, I pulled my phone from my pocket. Thank goodness they hadn't taken it away. I quickly typed a message to Kaden, my friend at college, and Beta of the Midnight Claw pack. "Please help. Need to talk. Emergency." The minutes felt like hours as I waited, but it seemed he hadn’t read my message. Considering that it was midnight, he must be in his bed with at least three girls. I tried calling him, but my call didn’t go through. Guess, my stars were really horrible. But I couldn’t stay here. Quickly, I washed my wound and applied healing lotion.

That evening, I duplicated the Bell of First Dawn,the ancient chime that hasn’t rung in a century, said to awaken the slumbering guardians of the academy. It rang at midnight. Clear,pure, and earth-shaking. Students ran out. Professors fell to their knees. Even the birds got silent. Morwen stood on her balcony, tears streaking her face, as the sound washed over her like judgment. I stand on the roof with Jason, Kael, and Elian, watching the chaos unfold. “Who’s doing all of these?” Kael whispered, very shocked. Elian shook his head. “It’s like the academy itself is healing.”

You'd think after seventeen years, I'd be used to it. You'd be wrong. "Aria Blackwood," I read aloud, tracing the elegant calligraphy with my thumb. No one in Pine Hollow received mail with such beautiful writing. Hell, most of us were lucky if the bills arrived without coffee stains. The return address made my blood turn to ice: Crimson Moon Academy. "No," I whispered, my hands starting to shake. "No, no, no." But there it was, the official seal pressed into blood-red wax—a crescent moon wrapped around a wolf's head. Everyone knew what that meant. Every human between seventeen and nineteen knew what that meant.

No sight of any way out or chance for surviving, and then I remembered my mom's last words to me. "At your darkest hour, when all seems lost and there is no hope of light. When you feel the darkness pressing in on you from every side, when you find yourself standing on the precipice of oblivion, A Hero will descend from the Moon. His glittering silver face will cast a bright light upon your path. Avoid him, but it will be impossible. You will thrive hard to run... that's when the beast in you will Awake, and you'll meet the real you"

His pale unconscious body was buried beneath a thick blanket. Almira sat by his bedside, staring at his white face. "He is somewhat handsome," she admitted to herself, then combed his hair with her fingers. Her eyes dropped to his body and she rolled down the blanket. Slowly, she unbuttoned his pyjamas. "If I take it out now, no one will ever know," she muttered. Throwing a glance around the room, she spotted an armor set. She walked to it and picked up the sword. Almira returned to his bedside, ready to strike him when a knock interrupted.

"Go to Aunt Cleo!" Aqua's heart pounded in her chest as she stumbled towards the door, her legs shaking with fear. She glanced back to see her parents fighting valiantly, their magic clashing with the dark energy of their attackers. Milak's elemental fury and Zara's healing light intertwined in a beautiful yet tragic dance of power and sacrifice. But it wasn't enough. Milak fell first, a blast of dark energy striking him down. Zara's scream of anguish pierced the air as she knelt beside him, her light flickering and fading. The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares.