Novelas y relatos de Midnight Sun

It became apparent that the internet cannot always be relied upon for factual information. When I opened the window after a nap, the bright light hurt my eyes. I quickly locked the windows and closed it with the curtain. Damn! I showered and covered myself with clothes to avoid exposing my skin to the sun and remembered that I was going to school and left home.

The world around me seemed hushed, draped in an ethereal shroud of silence that only winter's arrival could bestow. My senses were tantalized by the aroma that hung heavy in the crisp air—a symphony of snowflakes, each one a delicate note contributing to the grand composition of nature's breath. This was a fragrance unique to winter, a blend of cold purity and untamed wilderness. The snow-laden ground and the towering sentinels of the forest seemed to hold their breath, waiting for the world to awaken from its frozen slumber.

I digress. I love it here. The darkness. The stars. The endless, flat landscape of ice against the wash of the aurora, painting the sky in shades of emerald and pale pink every night… and day, in reality. It’s fall, a week before the official start of the semester, and already the sun has failed to rise for several days, barely poking above the horizon, giving off nothing more than what the locals call the “blue hour,” where the normally dark sky turns an impressive midnight blue before fading back to black.

The time had finally arrived—the dazzling spectacle of the northern lights was about to unfold before their eyes. Ever since Blanche took her family on vacation, Athena had always dreamt of visiting Lapland. Sophie gloated all winter about the vacation. Her dream is now complete. "Look!" Athena exclaimed, her gaze fixated on the sudden appearance of vibrant green lights. "Whoa!" she gasped in amazement. The sky transformed into a stunning shade of green. Above her, the northern lights gracefully adorned the midnight blue canvas, resembling a captivating dance of flickering flames that cast an emerald glow.

As dawn's first light emerged, the morning sun, resembling a blazing sphere of fire, gracefully ascended the sky, brushing it with a spectacular palette of deep crimson and shimmering gold. With the sun’s ascent, a figure, Silas Kane, the marginally younger of the Kane Alpha twins, found himself immersed in the serenity of the new day. He stood with a stillness that contrasted with the slowly awakening world around him, closing his eyes momentarily, allowing the gentle warmth of the sun's earliest beams to caress his visage.

The look in her eyes was gentle and kind, capturing the hearts of those who gazed upon her. "The solstice, as many of you know, marks the longest day of the year, a time when the sun stands at its highest point in the sky. It is a moment of transition, from the fullness of light to the gradual return of night. In this, we find a powerful symbol of balance and renewal—a reminder that even in the height of abundance, change is inevitable.

I didn’t bother with an umbrella; it was a bit hot, but I felt lighter than I had in years. Even the darkest places eventually see the light.

I knew my suffering had ended. For now. I stepped out of the bathroom and noticed it was already evening. I quickly dressed and headed to Lunaris. The full moon hung low and smug in the sky like it knew something I didn’t. Lunaris stood ahead of me like a goddamn temple—sleek glass, sharp edges, and that eerie, bluish glow that made it feel alive. A line of well-dressed people wrapped around the building like they were waiting for salvation. Or damnation. Same thing, really.

“That’s weird, right, Jade?” “It’s very weird, but I think the people who live there are used to it. You can get used to anything, and if it’s all you know…did you know there’s only sunlight during the other six months of the year, and the sun doesn’t go down? Even when it’s bedtime.”

It was not something that they held against the little girl; if anything, they understood. But now…gosh…now they were finally going somewhere. And that somewhere was not a hospital or a clinic. They were going to the first and only Sun Festival of the year. It was much different from the one for the moon. Usually, this was supposed to be held at the end of the year, around December, but because of the whole thing with the sun getting darkened earlier, the pack decided to have the celebration much sooner. So what was the celebration about? Well, the Moon Festival celebrated the Moon goddess and mate bonds. It was a time when werewolves would be able to find their mates, and so much more. But