Midnight Sun Free Online Read Novels & Stories

The nursery lights steadied. Then the sun rose at midnight. Ra's boat had arrived over New York. A voice like noon over desert temples filled the world. WITNESS? NO. The windows turned gold. The old sun looked down. I REQUIRE WORSHIP.

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.”

A crescent moon nestled in faintly clouded glass, with three tiny snowflake crystals dangling from the edge like frozen stars. She reached out, fingers hovering just above it, heart tightening. WinterMoon. Her home. Or… the home she left behind. The sound of the crowd softened behind her. The music faded. That charm—that moment—was WinterMoon. The night skies. The quiet hush of snowfall on the hills. The scent of pine and frost and something wild. It was the silence of the woods and the hum of belonging. Her throat tightened. The warmth she’d felt only moments ago didn’t vanish—but it dimmed. The edges of it curled in on themselves. She didn’t touch the charm. She didn’t have to. Just lookin

With long pointed and piercing nails, she flipped through the pages of the book and her eyes rested on a page filled with spell words. Suna closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, the chirping sound of insects quickly died down and not a sound could be heard, "Fac mihi tam pulchr a Puerto et cui resisti non potest rex semper amat me (Make me beautiful, young and irresistible to men including the king)" she read aloud in Latin with sharp terrifying eyes. At once, a thick green light like smoke emitted from the book touched her face. Her hair glowed and shone brightly that the light was blinding. Her eyes became as blue as the sea and her hair flowed as a gentle breeze passed through her. Instantl

Charlie didn't speak for a long time—not because she didn't have words, but because she had too many. The clearing felt different now. The air held the ghost of the Sentinel's howl, vibrating faintly, like the forest was still listening. Moonlight spilled over everything in silver ribbons. Charlie stood in the center of it all, trying to steady her breath. I'm the hinge. The mediator. The moon's deviation. It sounded like the world's worst LinkedIn bio.

The setting sun shone through the large windows of the library, its rays reflecting through the ancient glass. I sat at one of the tea tables, reading The Northern Lights, written by Jennifer Donnally. Below me sat Tan, all curled up under my feet on the rug. I smiled at the adorable creature, turning one page after another. Out of everything in this big castle like house, this was my favourite part- the library. Here, I could be on my own, I could read all the books I ever saw, I could feel human. And now with Tan beside me, it felt for than just comfortable.

Anya whispered, “What will you do now?” The reply came like a sunrise breaking beneath the ice. Be. --- Ottawa — Dawn The city streets glowed faintly beneath the aurora’s ghostly light. Phones vibrated across continents as networks pulsed alive. News feeds buzzed with impossible data: skies shimmering, power grids stabilizing, even dormant satellites reawakening as if rebooted by light. Sophia stood on her balcony, wrapped in a blanket, eyes wet with awe. Behind her, Raven leaned against the doorframe. “So… is this the end or the beginning?”

“Ki Lembu Narawara is highly respected by the royal court. Even the Sultan himself can’t simply do whatever he wants there. We’ll ask Ki Lembu to shelter us.” “How far away is it?” “Pretty far, but I estimate we can make it there in less than a day and a night if we leave now.” “But it’s already late afternoon. Nightfall is coming. We’ll have to stop somewhere and spend the night.” “Exactly. My travel estimate includes time for rest and sleep.” “What if we run into a band of forest robbers? You’re confident you can handle them alone?” Rinjani nodded. “I am. Our only real problem tomorrow morning will be Alas Mayit, the Corpse Forest. The road to the Sun School takes us straight through it.”

"Lies." I KNOW IT'S A LIE, OKAY?!!! CAN YOU LEAVE ME SOME FACE PLEASE? THANK YOU. Midnight walked to the bed and sat on it, taking the laptop on his lap to see what his cute Ry was trying to do this time. However, as the blinding titles of the books on the screen burned his eyes, Midnight froze, not knowing how to react. What is this? What happened to the fantasy books she used to read? Is this a new hobby?

"Don't get the wrong idea. It's not going to be some romantic scene you're imagining. I want you to sit beside me, listen to the crickets, and press on my wrist if I pass out." I felt my cheeks flush at his words. Apparently, he could read my thoughts and was quick to address the scenes that had crossed my mind. I wasn't sure how red my face had turned, but I was pretty sure he noticed. Feeling slightly embarrassed, I moved closer to him and sat down to his left. "If the crickets start singing the winter solstice, it means we're both safe. If I pass out, Idrish, you know the drill. Press my wrist, for me."