Midnight Sun Book Free Novels & Stories

Lynn That morning looked crisp, the skies were deep blue and the sun was rising, its golden rays spreading warmth to the earth for the ungrateful humans who were still asleep. I was seated at my arctic my legs crossed reading my third book since leaving the club angry the previous night. That was the advantage of never catching sleep. You have a lot of free time.

The moonlight faded and was replaced by the bright sun rays radiating through the woods. Zev opened his eyes to the sound of the water rushing by the river and the pleasant breeze blowing the leaves and twigs in the vast forest. He put a hand over his eyes to protect them from the sun. It surprised him to find himself in a strange but somehow familiar place. It was not long ago since he drifted to sleep and waking up suddenly with the night sky gone after just a few minutes was already hard to believe. Zev looked around and saw no one beside him.

Esme In the morning, I get up before my parents and walk out the door just as the sun rises over the ridge. I left a note on the dining room table to let them know that I’ve gone to the library to do some research for school. Now that the alpha order has been lifted, I can leave whenever I want again. I don’t know how my cancelling the party is going to affect our punishment, so I plan on getting as much use out of my freedom as I can before they lock us up again. The school is still locked up when I get there and I find my tree.

As the sun dipped slightly lower and the twin trees shimmered in the distance, I placed a hand over the book and closed my eyes. Somewhere, just past the edge of our firelight, destiny was preparing its next move… and I was more than ready. I could barely sleep, but by the time it was morning, I knew for sure that this was the moment I'd been waiting for all along. The sky had turned strange—a deep twilight blue even though the sun was supposed to be rising. I squinted, then I saw it. Two celestial bodies in the sky. The sun and moon, rising together.

Calm Before the Storm (Isabella's POV) The library smelled like old paper and cedar polish. Sunlight slanted through tall windows, catching dust motes that floated lazy in the air. I’d slipped away after the snowball fight, cheeks still pink from cold and laughter, needing quiet to sort through the mess inside my head. Shelves stretched high, packed with leather-bound books that looked older than the pack itself. I pulled one down at random, thick, dark cover stamped with a crescent moon. Ancient Mate Bonds: Stories of the Moon Goddess’s Gift and Curse. My fingers traced the title. I sank into a worn armchair, opened it, and started reading.

The North Spire of the Midnight Maw was a place of endless twilight, even when the sun was supposed to be at its zenith, the thick, obsidian-infused stones of the tower seemed to drink the light, leaving only a cool, violet glow that didn't hurt my eyes. For the first time in eighteen months, the constant, low-grade fever I’d carried, the byproduct of siphoning Kaelen’s excess solar energy had broken, I felt cold, a deep, hollow cold that originated from my womb and radiated outward to my very fingertips.

And it didn’t take a genius to know that inviting an Ancient here was the ultimate form of disrespect an outsider could display to the Ancestors. “This isn’t interesting anymore,” Sunflower sighed before tossing the book she was reading to the side. She rolled expertly to the end of the bed to reach the lamp and turned it off, engulfing the room in darkness. The book she had been reading until just this moment had kept her company the entire day, and had served her well in Mane’s absence. It was an intriguing book that explored the mysteries of intellectual battles between two opposing forces, and she was almost at its end. However, her worry for Mane had made what would have been the climax

"By the Moon Goddess, I, Ella, refuse you, Warren, as my fated mate." "By the Moon Goddess, I, Warren, refuse you, Ella, as my fated mate." The instant the last word fell, the still surface of the Moonlight Spring erupted into a violent boil, silver-white water surging up into the air. Then the level began to drop, fast enough to watch with the naked eye, the dull grey stones of the basin rising bare into the moonlight. The spring was drying up. Alpha Kane's face changed. "This is impossible," he cried.

NEAH I couldn't sleep. My brain wouldn't shut off. Guard rotations and tunnel dimensions and fifty-one hostages and a mole in our ranks spinning through my head like a machine with no off switch. I gave up at 1:47 AM. Pulled on a sweatshirt and padded downstairs for water. The packhouse was dark. Warriors sleeping in every available space. Bodies on floors and couches. The air heavy with the restless energy of people preparing for war. The kitchen light was off. I filled a glass by feel. Drank half of it standing at the sink. The cold water hit my empty stomach and reminded me I hadn't eaten since morning.

The crest settled perfectly into the green pool, leaving a crisp, permanent impression. Aria closed the heavy cover of the leather-bound journal. The sky outside the paned window was finally shifting from a bruised, nocturnal purple to a brilliant, piercing gold. The dawn had finally arrived. She rested both of her hands on the sealed book, her heart completely full, ready to hand the future over to the light.