Midnight Sun Novels & Stories

The orange fold stretches far and wide, like fire and tangerines. She rested her forehead on the windowsill, allowing the little bump of the glass and her head as the car moves, and let the warmth caresses her skin. Maxine felt feverish as the dawn's light dazzled on her face, but she was energized. It's even funny when she thought that the sunlight would give her vitamin D when it's only safest to stay under the sun on midday. Because at noon, the sun is at its highest point and the UVB rays are most intense.

The summer Solstice was approaching. A time where males would claim a female and bed them to honour the moon goddess. It was a magical time where magic ran free in the streets. Senses were heightened and the probability of finding a mate was high. The moon affected all species differently, some hid in shadow, others prayed and danced in celebration of the magical night. The most powerful force in the world was the gods. And on Solstice they released magic which built desire. Once the night ends with the rising dawn the spell is broken and all returns to as it was. The solstice never affected Vivian and I. We were too young to fully experience the desire from the magic. We were born during th

No letter, no goodbyes. Sol always argues that maybe his mother got scared of an abnormal boy like him, but the sisters recall his mother smiling lovingly and holding him tightly in her bosom. Sol guessed he'll never know. He arrived in the printing shop, collected his part and sped off to throw newspapers to every house and establishment under his list. He stopped in a traffic light in front of a TV store. The news showing the Moon Princess and the Lunar Eclipse that will happen today, or tonight rather. As he looked at the newspaper that he had, it also read the event. He wondered why he only read the headline now. Green light! Sol moved on. He only has until 9 in the morning to deliver th

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."

Using legendary swords for tasks like this might be considered disrespectful. "I hope there are no dangerous beasts or monsters." I still don't know how to use the abilities I possess, and it would be dangerous if a monster suddenly attacked me. I finally reach a point where the sun is clearly visible without any obstructions. It appears slightly smaller than the sun on Earth, but it emits the same intensity of light. Judging from its position and shadow, it seems to be at an inclination of about thirty degrees. Using Earth's time reference, it's around 2 PM.

" She widened her eyes and nodded. Then she reached into her pocket and went out. "Good. Remember to pack them up. Oh, and if you have towels, throw them away. He got up and wiped the debris that had accumulated on the leg of his pants. Titan finished his cake. And stood whining. "I'm coming, man," Sage yelled as he walked over and opened the door. Titan disappeared into the powdered snow. Sage glanced at his watch. It was seven o'clock in the morning. They had to move if they wanted to go anywhere before dark. In the fall in Greenland , the sun sets six minutes earlier each day. They cannot wander when the sun goes down.

Amy The full moon hangs high in the night sky, casting an ethereal glow through the window of my apartment. Elias and I stand together, the anticipation building as midnight approaches. "I've always wondered if this is when you turn into a wolf," I say, half-jokingly, but there's something in my wrds that hints at a truth beneath the surface. Elias chuckles, his eyes gleaming with understanding. "Not quite, but the urge is stronger around the full moon. Don't worry, though. I'm in control."

My skin furiously itches all over due to my clothes being soaked with gritty muck. The temperature is dropping rapidly with the absence of the sun and will continue to plummet further into the night. I force myself to pick up my pace in tracking down exactly where I crashed my way down the hillside because the urgency to find my backpack is becoming dire. Without any heat or a way to dry myself off and without shelter to protect myself from exposure, my chances of surviving the night are dwindling by the minute.

“She’ll be gone soon, and that’s what matters.” “And good riddance,” my mother mutters, surprising me. She’s usually more diplomatic than that, especially when it comes to family—which, despite everything, Veronica is still family. Alice stands, crossing to the window to check on the weather. The mid-autumn sky is overcast, the smell of rain in the air. “Perfect weather,” she comments. “The darker it gets, the more dramatic the lighting of the final flame will be.” The Solstice Ceremony is one of Ordan’s oldest traditions, marking the final day of autumn before the official start of winter. It’s meant to symbolize the last ray of light disappearing behind the horizon before the “long night”.

She knew Circe was still there, somewhere inside—but that didn’t make the emptiness disappear. The forest that lined the road to Blue Moon Pack stretched endlessly, towering evergreens swaying under the cool mountain wind. Lydia’s window was half open, letting in the scent of moss, pine, and something else—faint traces of wolf and Lycan mingled in the air, ancient and pulsing with quiet power.