Midnight Sun Novels & Stories

The last rays of the setting sun filtered through the glass windows, painting the floor in an amber glow. Marie hadn't moved from her spot. Her head was resting on the metal safety rail of the bed where she had finally succumbed to exhaustion. Even in her sleep, her brow was tightly pinched. Dark circles hung heavy under her eyes, dried tear tracks still glistening faintly on her cheeks. As I watched her fragile and haggard state, a lump formed in my throat, and my eyes grew misty once again. I knew she hadn't slept a single uninterrupted hour over the past few days, torturing herself with a relentless cycle of remorse and terror while she watched over me.

But the dawn that lit the Frost-Spire Mountains was not a dawn that the northern wilderness had ever known. All along the high basalt ridges that encircled the Midnight Citadel, the pale indigo morning sky was spattered with streaks of shimmering liquid emerald, violet, and molten gold—an aurora of the planet created by the fully synchronized Sovereign Shield Grid. Below, the ancient fortress stood bathed in warm sunlight, its meteor-steel towers and glacial quartz domes glittering like diamonds against the white arctic snow.

As he checked his phone, whose clock had already changed to local time, he couldn't help pointing out, "Interesting. It's almost getting dark when it's just 3 pm…" Vera smiled. "Actually, Oslo is on the southern end and therefore enjoys five hours of daylight in winter. On the northern end, you won't be seeing the sun for another couple of months." Charlie sighed. "I think I'd suffer from depression if I stayed there for too long."

I felt warm like I was bathed in sunlight, the glittering gold of its rays peeking through my closed eyelids. It was warm and comforting and part of me didn’t want to wake up, but a bigger part wanted to see the golden sunlight because it felt so warm and welcoming. I could hear the sounds of strong wind through trees and the life of animals that loved the day, very different sounds compared to what one would hear under the light of the moon.

The morning introduced itself glissfully replacing the night. The sun beam penetrated through spaces that the curtains had not covered in her window. It made her room glow golden. This is one of the rarest view that everyone admires to take a picture of, the moon dissappearing in the horizon while the sun appeared on the opposite side.

*** When the sun starts to stray from the skies to kiss the seas, I exit the castle. The summer heat is significantly less at this time of the day, and the sunrays are less harsh. The sun itself glows orange in the distant mountains, setting serenely t give way to the night. Today is a new moon day, hence the only light source in the sky would be from the stars. Commonly, this is considered to be inopportune for a Midnight ceremony as visibility would be less. But we were werewolves, dubbed as the creatures of the night. Such things would never deter us from fulfilling our traditions.

I grab her hand to make her get up, "And I promise that when you send me that video we agreed on... I'll send you something, too." "Okay," she agrees, almost immediately and starts to cooperate. We walk out carefully because I don't want to confront my brother and once we're safe, we walk to Owl's chatting quietly. Midnight is talking more than usual and about things I honestly don't understand, "... so, according to Federico Quintanilla, the molecular follicle that we all discard every hour for dead cells is exactly what makes the stratosphere slowly deteriorating, but this has been going on since 1939 when world..."

Chapter one The cold bit into my skin through the extra-large fur coat. It was usually very cold especially in this part of the country especially up north here in Aroostook but today’up freezing temperatures seemed out of the ordinary. To be very honest, the few days following my seventeenth birthday have seemed pretty out of the ordinary to me.

Jack took Lexi off to the side and they ate a little meal. "How come it looks like day up here, but it's really almost midnight?" Lexi asked as she sucked on a package of applesauce. "That's because the sun moves around the Earth. Back when people lived on the Surface, time was directed by the sun. Noon meant that sun was directly overhead, so halfway between sunrise and sunset. And midnight meant it was nighttime halfway between sunset and sunrise." "So, noon happened at different times on the Earth?" "Yep." "Wouldn't that get confusing? Like you ask someone to meet you at noon and they show up at their noon and you show up at yours?"

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.