Midnight Story Novels & Stories

The text came without warning — a cold, small thing that landed like a stone in the dark. There was no buzzing serenade, no clumsy ring to warn me; just a vibration that rattled the nightstand like a pulse from the devil himself. My hand moved before my brain caught up, fumbling for the phone, nails scraping the wood as the screen flared and carved a thin, cruel light across the room. The message was surgical in its brevity. “Midnight. South edge of the city. Come alone. Bring no one else or the boy dies.”

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.”

"A dangerous rule, Leo. Your father can never find out." "Never," I muttered, my eyes dipping down to her lips. The shared secret only made us ten times hornier. By midnight, my father was sound asleep in the master bedroom, dead to the world from jetlag. I was lying awake in my own bed, wearing nothing but cotton boxers when my bedroom door slowly opened. A slender shadow slipped inside.

And now she was trying to break everything around her. ** At midnight, another package arrived. No return address. Inside: a single baby shoe. Micah’s. And a note. You told your story. Now I’ll write mine. With blood.

She got up in a rush from their king-size bed and looked at the time. The time was 1: 00 am. “Today is the 2nd day of July 2019. Game on, Brother. Game on, F-ing Moon goddess!.” “Why are you speaking to yourself, my beautiful vixen?”. Salvatore inquired, yawning and putting his curling midnight hair in place. Velda stood by their large window staring outside at the full moon, she felt the moon mocking her. A single tear fell from her eyes. Salvatore rushed over to her, hugging her from behind. He kissed her red hair, adjusted her luscious hair from the nape of her neck, breathed on it, and gave her light kisses on the neck to the collar bone.

In the middle of the night, as stars shimmered above and the moon shined throughout the dark ink sky, its light lighted the way of our beloved character who currently was up to no good, now you're probably wondering why was she still awake on this unholy time. Well to answer your question Midnight isn't your typical 15 years old, no she was far more mature than most kids of her age and what she was about to do can send her straight to jail with a life's worth of imprisonment. With that looming thought in mind, didn't even phase her one bit for money was still money and if she doesn't do this then her head will be the price for the collateral damage.

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?”

Reed was gone as soon I completed the whole story covering every single detail from the hooded lady, the veiny guard and a head of beta Casper of Dumeny's pack. I gulped the water to ease the functioning of my brain, it was already past midnight and I doubted anybody wanted to sleep.

Dear Reader, Thank you for walking this long journey with me. For holding Lunessa’s hand in the darkness. For standing beside Azrik through the fire. For dreaming with me, until the very end. But is it really the end? Some stories are too powerful to end here. Shaelith and Seraphira still have their tale to tell. ‘Twins of Midnight’ is coming January 2026. Set in a new age, where the world has shifted but their powers remain, only haunted by the mistake of their father.

I waited for a little while before finally hearing a voice. “My lady,” a husky voice vibrated through my phone. “I have a job for you and it has to be done at midnight,” I said with an evil smile plastered on my face. “I’m sorry but I can’t. The full moon starts at midnight and it would be too dangerous for me with a monster on the loose,” “I’ll reward you handsomely, so you don’t have to worry,” I rolled my eyes, starting to get irritated. “This isn’t about money,”