Midnight Sun Full Book Novels & Stories

“Solitary. But beautiful. During the polar night, the sun doesn't rise for weeks. You learn to live by moonlight. Skiing beneath the Northern Lights is truly extraordinary.” “That sounds like magic,” she says admiringly. I scowl into my drink. Magic, huh? If she wants stories about the polar night, I’ve got plenty. Mine just happen to take place in a dilapidated trailer in interior Alaska, not a mansion on a cliff with a view of the fjords. “Was it lonely?” she asks him. My grip tightens on my wine glass. She might be a liar and a spy, but she’s my mate. That sweet, interested expression should only be for me. Not him. Not some Nordic fairytale prince with polished manners and a pedigree tha

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.

For now, she didn't even want to wonder what would happen if aunt Margareth finds out about her feelings. Selene stretched first, then slowly dragged herself off the bed, her eyes immediately fixed on the Book of Magic that was lying down on the desk, the one she had gotten from aunt Meredith yesterday. Selene took it gently in her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, setting the bulky volume on her lap, and flipped through the book several times. Afer the fourth time she stopped at a page that showed a portrait of a man with ebony, half-length hair, in a long black coat... The face itself seemed familiar at once, but when Selene saw his eyes - dark and captivating like two black holes, she

I’m not a gloomy person by any means, but when everyone thinks of you as this ray of sunshine, some high expectations come along with that, and I don’t like to disappoint people. Why do I have to be a ray of sunshine for everyone? When do I get to just be Aurora Williams: human being? _______________ Authors Note: To anyone familiar with my previous work, I will go ahead and tell you that this is nothing like what I've done before. I've written this book to challenge myself as a writer. Also, there are some rape scenes that may trigger some readers, so keep that in mind before you begin reading. The book is yet to be edited so some slight adjustments will be made in the future for redundanci

That thought was quickly tossed aside because if that was the case, the noises I made by kicking in a window aloud with my own cries and outburst from dressing my wounds would undoubtedly have been heard. Curled up between the two chairs with my face barely sticking out of my sleeping bag, my eyelids feel weighted with exhaustion and the comfort of finally being warm. The small LED lantern is in the dimmest mode, sitting on the table beside me casting a soft warm light. I usually sleep best in pitch black darkness, but am not brave or crazy enough to sleep without a light turned on while I'm inside this abandoned building at night. The last thing I remember doing before passing out for the n

Christmas was the reading of the book. This Christmas, Don's book was a novel—Norwegian, which was not a coincidence, a novel by the same writer whose essays were in the Norway reading programme. The novel was called The Dark Year, and it was about a man who spent a winter alone in a cabin in the far north of Norway, experiencing the full darkness for the first time. Don had been saving it since September, when he had finished the essays. He had placed it on the shelf above his desk, the designated holding place for the Christmas book, and had not opened it once.

Encounters with people seemed a hurdle. The closing time of the bookstore was 7 pm, yet, he goes home near midnight occasionally due to forgetting the time. Books are fortes that take you off the world you know, off your hurdle to a place of adventure and discoveries of imaginary possessions; pals. Getting home, he unfurled his door and plunged the new book he picked from the bookstore onto his table. 'The Moonlight Slave' by Shadows. After plopping the book, he did his routine. Showering, eating leftovers, and hopping into his mattress with the book in his hand. He comfortably sighed and positioned the book on top of him.

The instability was from the additional Ion Energy that seeped in that didn't belong. Reap System: Ren the Realm will collapse in two or three millennia normally... but not like this will last more than a year. The remaining Snow people that remain in the Palace must be warned. They have to be warned. I have sent a word to the sleeper you left in the Palace to get moving on it. However, the rest of the Realm inhabitants need a heads up as well. If this goes bad, the time might speed up even more so.

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.

The books on the shelves begin to fall because the whole room is vibrating like an earthquake is about to happen. Avyanna is unperturbed by all this, she keeps hugging Alcinder as if her life depends on him. She looks over the Chaos and sees the wolf looking frightened and dead at the same time, she stretches her hand over and gently grabs his foot as him she was trying to calm him. Alyssa and Elektra’s hands are still entwined begins to glow and moves to their entire body. They get up and hand in hand, hair glistening and eyes so bright, they move over to Alcinder and Ruby. They both kneel in Unison and touch Ruby and Alcinder at the same time, Jolting them back to life.