Midnight Phantom Novelas e Histórias

I knew that midnight was close. "Cass, what's wrong?" I heard his voice, then I noticed her collapse into his arms. He instantly carried her and hurried towards the direction of her room. That was just the perfect moment. With my bare feet I waited behind the door to the room, listening to his soothing words as he tried to calm her down. I glanced down at my necklace and realized that the glow had dimmed a little. I smirked and waited. Then I took the perfume and potion before spraying it on my body and drinking the potion. Just to wait for the perfect time. I walked down the corridor and waited behind his door. He should perceive the scent any moment now. I heard footsteps and smiled, my pl

They gradually walked back to the treehouse engaging in small talk As they approached the tree they said their good night. " I'll see you later " Zenith says to them as they did their group hugging. She was happy to be part of the group. She smiled as she went home. She groaned as she pushed her hair out of her face . "Why do I keep waking up at odd hours of the night" she sighs glancing at the clock that read 3:30 a.m.

Silence swallowed the command post. Then a young tech snapped his fingers. "Wait—I remember. Lieutenant Chadwick built something called the Phantom. It cuts complex signal links—like, straight up severs the logic between devices. It's in the equipment truck!" Their last shot. Ryan grabbed it and bolted to the truck, yanking out a silver case. No hesitation. No guidance. He activated the Phantom himself. "These interfaces don't match the latest standards. The frequency should be set here." He punched in what he thought was the "right" frequency.

And if he was going to solve something, wouldn't he send one of his goons instead? It took me another five seconds before I unlocked the door, keeping the knife hidden behind my back. When I opened it, my mouth made a shameful sound. His presence filled the entire space. Midnight was taller than I remembered, with broad shoulders and an aura that made him look older than his age, and I know this because despite everything, his face is young. But it wasn't just his size that was intimidating. It was his face, marked by scars. One of them crossed his left cheek, long and deep. The other two were smaller, but equally visible, one above his eyebrow, the other in the right corner of his mouth. Hi

Fuck. Something runs past me hiding in the shadows of the woods. I stop in my tracks, scared of death. I can almost hear my heartbeat. My blood is raging in my veins. "Show yourself," I yell angrily. I hear a low growl and see strange eyes focused on me for a second. I scream and fall to the ground. "Alice! Alice! Alice!" The voices have gotten closer. Something is definitely following me in the woods. I stand to my feet hurriedly. My cloth and shoes have mud stains on them. "Fuck," I grunt. The midnight bell rings from afar in the village. What a hell of a way to start my eighteenth-year birthday. I hear the growling clearly as it draws closer to me. My hands are shaking as I grab the dagge

“I will make Leah my Luna and my chosen mate. She knows how to cover my needs. Unlike you, god, I had never expected my mate would have been a virgin, but it was fun, wasn’t it, Laura. Still not able to find my voice, I say or do nothing. “Oh well, I, Miles Midnight, Alpha of the Midnight Pack, reject you, Laura Perl as my mate and Luna. Accept it anytime you want or when the pain of me fucking your sister gets too much. I don’t care.” He says, looking at me with cold eyes letting go of me with his hand and his command. -

It fits my schedule, helps with my mama's expenses in her recovery from cancer, and doesn't taint my reputation because of the mask I always wear. Ever since I started this job I was immediately known as reina de los muertos or the midnight queen. This is because of how I hunt my prey and how I kill them in the most brutal way possible. I never knew how exhilarating danger was if I just stayed inside my shell. Now I tasted blood, I never wanted to stop. My soul is tainted and it is irrevocable. Every mission I give to my mama's treatment and for my brother's expenses at school. This is usually how my life is every day. I treat people with care at day then at night, the underworld hires me to

She has read that book too? Midnight was a character from one of his first books. The book was about a young man, who because of being possessed by demons, would go on a killing spree every midnight, the sight and scent of the blood being the only salvation from the mental and physical pain these demons brought him. That fucker was a total psycho. Jake felt wronged. Why should she call him that? Does Ryder think of him as a psycho? Yet, upon noticing Ryder beaming proudly like a little child, he didn't have the heart to refuse. "Why not."

Elektra hugged Avyanna fiercely and sobbed into her hair. “ That was a terrible one”. “Elektra, I'm fine. Those demons will never mess with me again. They have tasted a few of my flames and I don't think coming back will be in their dictionary.” Time flew, and it was already 7. p.m. The girls began to do their make-up. Avyanna decided that tonight Midnight would shimmer like stars in the sky. She applied delicately mild makeup on her face. Avyanna decorated her eyelids with silver and glossed up her lips. It gave her an angelic look. Her gray eyes stood out and plump pink lips bubbled and shimmered.

It wailed as it shattered upon hitting the marble. “Val!” Vivian cried from across the room. She had six Shadows circling clicking menacingly. While she flashed her dagger at them in hopes of warding them off with little result. ‘Use your magic the blades won’t do anything.’ I mindlinked racing over. A second later the flames engulfed four of the Shadows. Vivian rolled away grinning as the flames danced in her eyes, she was in her element. The four ‘henchman’ as I have now decided to call them went for their swords looking frustrated. Only to be paused as the leader lifted his hand.