Midnight My Hero Academia Novels & Stories

into the woods without getting noticed. I walk into the woods without a plan or weapon. Something feels odd right whenever I find myself in these woods. I feel "Hello Alice," a sweet voice says behind me, startling me. I jump and turn to face the direction of the voice. A young lad who is probably my age is standing an inch away from me. "How do you know my name?" I look around me to find anything I can use to protect myself. The tree behind me has a broken branch hanging on it. I slowly take a step backward while keeping my gaze on him. "Everyone knows you, mi lady," he replies with a soft smile. His accent sounds different from the people around here. His dark hair is packed in a low bun.

I ask, and I find my voice has come out as almost a whisper. "I didn't mean to startle you," he says, and I see his eyes flicker over my body, even in the half-dark. "I just thought you might want to know it's not a full moon yet. In case that's important for your shot." His voice is low, almost a growl and it sends a tingle up my spine. "Oh thanks," I murmur, an inexplicable thrill racing through my body as I gaze at him. "But it's a series I'm working on - the title is Incomplete." At this I see a wry smile break out on his face.

I’ve always assumed that they were on the same page when it came down to it. I flashed her an apologetic smile, “Maybe a new topic?” “Yeah.” Dola sighed, “I really don’t feel like crying over my beer…..well, not in public at least.” I chomped down another mouthful of chilli fries, wracking my brain for a new, new topic. “Have you seen the new episode of, “My Hero Academia”?” She suddenly blurts out. “Of course I have!” I giddly replied, “I told you, you should’ve read the manga.”

“Hahaha! You’ll take care of this? Really? After fighting Akame and me, surely you’re exhausted already. You won’t last, let alone win. I, on the other hand, hah!” Midnight’s astral output increased drastically. It was so much that it caused violent wind to blow and crack the barrier until it shattered. The gust of wind swept the audience. They ducked and covered their heads while grunting or screaming. “I have a lot more to spare. You’re no match for my power!” Midnight said as his black and blue aura spiralled upward like a tornado. Matthew was a bit worried of the consequence if he were to go full throttle. He looked over to Loki with a pleading look. Loki nodded his head and immediately

“You say it as though it’s a special day, Isn’t it just like any other school day ?.” Anastasia paused and looked at me. “It’s a special day… we are staying in school till midnight…I am excited .” She giggled, twirling and I just stood there , my eyes widening in shock . “Midnight?! Why?”. It didn’t make sense. I could barely survive a full school hour, and now I had to stay until midnight, “It’s the Midnight Call! It’s tonight!” “ What’s a Midnight Call?”

and something I didn’t recognize. It was bitter but warm and soothing. “Don’t go,” I mumbled. “I won’t. Not until you’re asleep.” I yawned, the mug slipping from my fingers. He caught it before it spilled. “Goodnight, Namiko” * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * I woke up late. Sunlight poured in through the windows. My clock read nearly ten.

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

Why always me? My name is Jayden Hart. I’m twenty-two years old. No parents. No family. No idea who I even really am. I’ve lived in Nocturne City since I was born—or at least, that’s what I assume. I don’t have any memories before I was five. That’s where everything starts for me. A blank slate before that. No birthdays, no bedtime stories, no baby pictures.

“Midnight comes whether you’re ready or not.” The clock on the wall ticked over to 12:00 AM. And every phone on campus lit up at once.

“Let him do it. Now.” “Lunessa, there’s no time!” Vanya called out. Seraphira was still thrashing in her arms, screaming her sister’s name, sobbing until her voice cracked. I looked up toward the window. The moon hung full in the night sky. In the distance, I could hear the low howl of wolves and the soft rhythm of drums from the village below. “It’s always the damn full moon,” I whispered to myself. Then I turned to my uncle and nodded. “Do it.”