Midnight Poppy Land Novels & Stories

“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.” And I shifted back.

"My nightmare showed me that being with you was all a dream in reality. I...I woke up back in the darkness. Back at the Order." She paused, and my hands were curled into a fist. "Then what happened." I need to know what kind of nightmare she had. The experience she had when I wasn't at the beginning of her life. "Mama Eva told me to dress up nice because of a party she hosted. I wore a nice gown, had my hair up neatly tied, and had makeup on," Poppy's voice starts to stutter again, like before." Then...then at the party the...the guests wore animal masks. The room grew dark as a spotlight shone above me...and Mama Eva had left me in the center. I... s..saw red eyes...around me. T...they were

"Doesn’t matter. You need protection. We all do. And a coven bond will make us stronger than anything Zach—or Derek—can throw at us." Rita’s chest warmed. She set the bowl aside. "Okay. Let’s do it." Midnight – The Old Oak Grove The moon hung full and heavy over the clearing, its silver light filtering through the ancient oak branches. The girls had chosen this spot for its energy—a natural convergence point where the earth’s magic pooled like water.

Midnight, “Who remembered me so late at night?” I wondered. I opened the message. The number was unknown to me. The message was saying: ‘What are you doing?’ “Are they kidding me? What could I do for such an hour?” I thought. “Anyway, I will answer, and I will see.” I answered: “I am out grazing the sheep.” I waited for a little while, and the answer came: “That is funny. Are you going to milk it too? I mean, if you are okay.”

Orion say making Poppy blush even more but earning a growl from Marcellus. "Father, stop I am not a little kid anymore" "Yeah but still" "Ugh father.. please stop.." Poppy was now hiding behind me and Marcellus stopped growling as Magnolia came closer, wondering what they were doing. Marcellus told her nothing and that they were coming now to take little Poppy home again. The grown up Poppy sighed and the memory changed, this time we were in a meadow. Oh it's the same meadow that lays within the mansions barriers. I watch as the grass grows and the light blue flowers turn white as the fullmoon covers the sky as too greet us.

I laugh a little and oblige. “Pups come,” Midnight says, quite authoritative and proud, holding her hands together in front of her in a cup shape, like she’s scooping water from a stream. “When you go to bed with your mate. And then he…gives you a pup!” We all stare at her for a second and then, as one, we all work very hard not to smile. “And where,” Laila says, her voice curious. “Does the pup come from?” “Oh, I don’t know,” Midnight says, dropping her hands and leaning back on them with a shrug like the details can’t possibly matter. “He probably calls it up from the air, like you do with all of the snacks and the presents.”

Delilah snatched it away and stuck it between her lips, but no matter how many times she tried, she couldn't get it lit. She had never smoked before. It was a habit she'd picked up recently. The pressure had become unbearable, and she had nowhere to release it. Across from her, Marcel's breathing grew heavier and heavier. Then suddenly, he stood up and slapped cash onto the table before he grabbed his bag and left. That was the last night they spent together. It was also the last time Delilah ever saw Marcel. She remained seated in silence and finished her bowl of stew alone. Only after the restaurant closed did she finally leave, wandering out like a ghost.

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.

I shook my head, too confused to speak. “Because the last time a lunar eclipse appeared here, something extraordinary happened. A bond formed between two wolves, marked by the moon herself. We call it "Midnight's Mark". It has not appeared in one hundred and twenty-three years. Most think it’s legend, but I saw it when I was young.” My mouth felt dry. “What kind of bond?” “The truest kind, a mate bond chosen by the Moon Goddess herself, marked on the skin at the eclipse’s peak. Those who bear it are destined for each other, their souls matched perfectly. Such bonds appear only when the pack needs them most.”

Something about a bridge being nearby is the only thing I can remember. Suddenly, the world swirls and I’m standing on that bridge with Kendric. “I fell off the cliff and then ended up here. This was our third life, for sure.” Kendric looks over at me with a confused expression. “Are you seeing this too?” A ticking clock sounds from somewhere nearby and I look around to see where it’s coming from. “Do you hear that?” A voice comes out of nowhere from somewhere above us. “Midnight is coming. Run while you can.”