Midnight Sun Book Free Novels & Stories

Niamh, drawing from her knowledge of ancient texts, remarked, "There are legends of a time when neither day nor night reigned, where creation and dissolution danced in harmony." Elysia, inspired by the collective insights of her companions and feeling a deep, intuitive pull, voiced her realization, "It's twilight! The moment between day and night, where light and dark merge. It represents balance, transition, and harmony." Aeliana's ever-shifting form seemed to solidify for a moment, a smile playing on her ethereal lips. "Correct, Elysia. Twilight is the embodiment of balance, the bridge between dichotomies. It's where possibilities are endless, and realities converge."

Overall, Miyuki liked and knew how to cook, it was one of the few things she learned from her mother, and then grandma also taught her how to make a few dishes, especially the more traditional ones. After breakfast, Miyuki bought and read one of the e-books that she had reserved while waiting for a visit in Kai Ichatashiko's office. As the description and opinions of other readers indicated, the book turned out to be very interesting and addictive, so Miyuki read until late afternoon and broke away from the world of books when the newest Aoi Takashima's song was played on the radio again. It was then that Miyuki remembered his words that the night and darkness are beautiful and looked out th

I blink a few times, fighting the urge to fall asleep, but it's practically impossible and the last thing I think is that I feel as warm from the moonlight as I do from Soren's natural heat. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

The dawn that broke over the Ravine was not the soft gold of a Northern spring. It was a harsh, terrifying white. High above the atmosphere, the Southern Council’s mirror-satellites were shifting, catching the unfiltered intensity of the sun and focusing it into a singular, lethal beam. The air already tasted of ozone, and the ancient snow on the peaks of the Frost-Pins was beginning to weep, turning into torrents of meltwater that roared down the cliffs.

NOTE: HI GUYS! The following chapters will be teasers for this book. This particular book is a series on its own with five books. Let me know if you like it after reading the teasers. INTRODUCTION Two years ago, Caidyn caused a young man to drown in the waters of loss after he had seen her. On that day, Lucien Dracmon sat on a rock at the riverbank, starring at the beautiful petals of a moon flower that grew only around this particular river. It only bloomed at night and he had come out because of it and to also comfort himself.

Nevertheless, the astrologer was right. “A new sun has risen. A new day has begun. Narendra’s era is over now. I am the mighty emperor of Hesmia. You all should obey me and follow my rules. If anyone dares to disobey, behead them right away. Those who support me will be rewarded.” Remington uttered.

III The night was dark, darker than any other night before. Iltiras walked down the lonely path, the darkness didn’t bother him. He was more than curious what will happen on this path in the middle of the night. Stories were told about power-eating demons and faeries that attack travelers around midnight. He wanted to see them for himself, or as he liked to say with eyes unclouded. No one really dared to walk the path alone; no one wanted to because of the trees and their long, dreadful shadows, which fell on them, that looked like men with bony fingers that ended with talons. The leaves in their bases were bloody red in color. His leg stepped on one of the piles that were in his way, he exp

Moonlight came through the big windows. I moved to his desk first. Drawers were locked. I tried the bookshelves next. Nothing. Then I noticed a small painting on the wall. It looked different. I lifted it carefully. Behind it was a hidden safe. My heart raced. I tried numbers. My birthday. Nothing. Sarah’s birthday. The safe clicked open. Inside were papers and a small black book. I pulled out the book. My sister’s diary. Real leather. Her handwriting on the first page. Tears came fast as I read.

We can’t always rely on our wolves to save us. The sun breaks through the tree line, offering me a breath of relief. There are only a few feet left between me and freedom. The hissing gets louder. I can feel the wind from their fast movements breathing down my neck. Dead fingers graze my shoulder, narrowly missing the chance to grab me. As the wind picks up more, my window to freedom closes. My feet feel like cement as I rush to touch the sunlight. I throw myself into a somersault and land in the sun. The vampire that must’ve been closest to me isn’t able to stop before the sun reduces her to ash. I can’t help the smile that forms at the sight. One down, who knows how many to go. I look at s

“There is a spell. It's written in the books. But I never bothered to master it because I didn't think there was a way I could it.” Magma looked up. “Wait, there is but I don't think you can do it.” Why were they all saying the same thing? Now I wanted to try it. “Let me try. If I fail, then I'm the one getting embarrassed.” Magma laughed and stood up, going to the book shelf by the window and pulling out a book. “I heard of this book as a kid. It's called the book of forbidden spells. Only to be used when one is in dire danger and needs urgent saving.”