Midnight Suns Hulk Challenge Novels & Stories

Somewhere in the Pacific Ocean. 04:55 AM. As the fleet of helicopters soared away from the collapsing island, the first sliver of dawn began to bleed across the horizon. It wasn't a soft, hopeful light; it was a bruised, sickly gray that gradually turned into a violent, arterial red. The rising sun transformed the ocean into a vast, shimmering mirror, reflecting the thirty Black Hawks like a murder of crows returning to their nest. Skylar sat in the front row of the lead chopper, wrapped tightly in Sebastian’s heavy trench coat. The dark fabric hid the map of scars on her skin, but it couldn't mask the aura of lethal stillness that now radiated from her.

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

“AAAHHHHHHHH!” Layla’s screamed echoed throughout the kingdom. Her grieving cry reached the skies, scaring the sun which immediately hid behind the thick, clouds. Darkness enveloped the whole kingdom while gigantic lightning rods appeared across the skies over the Verte peninsula. Thunders roared one after another, like beasts hiding behind the clouds that only appeared when the sun was hiding. “You,” Layla mumbled in a cold voice. She lifted her head and glared at Levius who was still smiling despite the heavy atmosphere.

Fuck. Something runs past me hiding in the shadows of the woods. I stop in my tracks, scared of death. I can almost hear my heartbeat. My blood is raging in my veins. "Show yourself," I yell angrily. I hear a low growl and see strange eyes focused on me for a second. I scream and fall to the ground. "Alice! Alice! Alice!" The voices have gotten closer. Something is definitely following me in the woods. I stand to my feet hurriedly. My cloth and shoes have mud stains on them. "Fuck," I grunt. The midnight bell rings from afar in the village. What a hell of a way to start my eighteenth-year birthday. I hear the growling clearly as it draws closer to me. My hands are shaking as I grab the dagge

The Whitecrest pack, led by Alpha Elliot Chavére and his Luna Raven Semmeline, were pursued for months by Lord Wulric’s sentinels until they found a haven in the mountains near the border of the Empire. On that night, under that blue moon, the prophesized bloodline evenly split between gods and dragons to end all wars awoke. Elliott Chavére, chased by prowling Lycan sentinels, followed the pull of the waning moon south of the Empire. Blood-stained and on the verge of death, he prayed to Aworyn to save him- to save the wolves. For that split second, in that moment, a spark of faith ignited in his chest, a single flame that would remain lit until the day he died.

So yes, for the rest of the lunch, Xavier was eating his lunch and Caroline was planning the trip with him and Angie on the call. -------- Snow in Swiss Alps. Marcus and Angie had booked two little Bungalow for them and one for Xavier in the heart of Swiss Alps that were covered in white layers of ice. The guards were placed outside in log cabins, where they could keep an eye on the women and stay in warm. Thanks to their weather forecast, Angie and Caroline had made sure that they had their winter accessories packed or else they would have been frozen. But still the cold weather didn’t stop them to play in the ice making snowman and throwing snow balls on each other.

He smirked as he stood in her personal space. He was tall and big compared to her. Aurora looked at him shocked as he smudged the colour on her face, colouring her in red colour from forehead to jaw. "Happy Holi, my little fire!" He smiled evilly at her. She just glared at her with her beautiful eyes which were the shape of eyes which every statue of Indian goddess has. "Aren't you going to colour me?" He mocked. "I don't have colours" She replied glaring hatefully at him.

It was a monstrous guardian, corrupted by time and the influence of Xol'thul, a formidable foe standing between them and their goal. With a heavy sigh, Maya drew her dagger, the weight of responsibility settling upon her shoulders. They had come too far to turn back now. They had to fight their way through this final obstacle, reach the heart of the Sunken Grove, and cleanse the key of Xol'thul's presence. The fate of the world, it seemed, hinged on this final, desperate battle.

Dawn . Suddenly, the pressure in my chest vanishes.My car swerves slightly as a gasp catches in my throat. I grip the steering wheel, staring at the horizon where the first sliver of golden sunlight is breaking through the sky. I press both hands against my chest, right over my heart. Nothing. The void behind my ribs is freezing, a hollow crater where the warm, magnetic pull of the bond used to be. My breathing comes in shallow, ragged hitches. I’m still miles away from the pack territory, stranded on a desolate stretch of road in the middle of nowhere.

XAVIER “So Silas isn't a good person and that's why you don't want her to go with him?” I was trying to inform my uncle about the whole thing to see how he will help out. He was the only person I could run to right now. “Apparently, every new moon and full moon that comes and passes is a risk because we don't know which one they'll use for their plans. We need to get it back before then.” He placed his hand on his chin, taking a deep breath.