Midnight Suns Villain Novels & Stories

SUNESIS'S POV I stood frozen against the cold brick wall. My heart beat wildly against my ribs. A few yards away, the three men in dark clothes moved like shadows. The dim yellow alley light glinted off the cold steel of their silenced pistols. They did not make a single sound as they surrounded the sleek black car. Inside that car, the passenger door began to open. My breath caught in my throat. I knew who that car belonged to. Everyone in the city knew the mark of the Vale Syndicate. It was a Mafia group run by Jaxon Vale, the most feared and ruthless man in the underworld.

he said and Jordan scoff and turn his attention back to the exit door . "sun burns can't kill us do you know that " he suddenly said and Victor arched his brows " what do you mean by that " he ask and Jordan turn around facing him fully with a grin . " sun burns can kill a original . that's my advantage "he said and Victor eyes widen understanding what he meant by that " don't you dare...." Victor was still saying when Jordan dash out of the building . " is he crazy " Dianna and colin who have been watching them shrieked

The sky was darkening at midday, the sun appearing as a pale, sickly disc behind a veil of black mist. The King was succeeding. The volcanic ash I had released to save the "Veins" was now being weaponized by his ice-magic to create a permanent, sunless winter. I had given him the very tool he needed to complete the "100-chapter reset." "Mama, look," Ace whispered, pointing to the sky.

In order to strengthen Dark Moon territory, he was forming an alliance with the aforementioned leader of the Black Forest pack. There was a rumor going on that a man by the name of Russell Reid was in charge of a group of rogues who were plotting a revolt. The former Dark Moon alpha and father of Thanus, Tasha, was a personal friend of the Reids. But, Misha, Tasha's twin, was the archenemy who gave the order to slaughter the Reids in order to conquer Blood Moon. Even though the bloodbath took place years ago, all of the victims still bear its scars especially Russell Reid, the tragedy's survivor. He is out for retribution, and since he is on the run, all the packs in the east are in grave da

“But I also think he has other reasons for going to Bloodcrest. For example, to meet the woman who hasn’t made him have a moment of peace since she arrived.” That’s enough to pique Malcolm's interest. He leans forward, brows furrowed. Kai has a woman? He didn’t think the formidable alpha he had heard of could be capable of feeling anything for a woman. “Tell me about her.” “Her name is Valerie Manchester,” Damien begins. “She’s the lead researcher in the fight against the Moonblight virus, and apparently, the woman who has the Alpha of Ashville in a chokehold.”

A voice boomed over the speakers, cold and triumphant. ​“Admiral Vane expected you, Alpha. Thank you for bringing the final ingredients. The Sun and the Moon are now under one roof. The harvest can begin in earnest.” ​The walls of the hallway began to slide back, revealing a dozen more Raven Guard, their hammers glowing with a lethal, blue energy. We were trapped in the heart of the enemy, and the only way out was through a wall of iron. ​The rescue has turned into a trap. Cassian is being drained, Thorne is surrounded, and Winnie is holding the gate open with her very life force. The West has played its hand, and the North must decide how much it is willing to burn to save its King.

Illegal deals. I observed them closely, and then he looked in my direction. That’s not my boss, that’s Director Orion Kade. The lights in the alley flickered and went off. This is dangerous. I tried to reverse and leave, but I hit something. A tall silhouette approached. The figure stopped in front of my car. My heart skipped as I gripped the wheel tightly. He lifted a torch and pointed it at my face. He came closer and raised the light. His face had a deep scar, visible even in the harsh lighting. I had no space to think clearly anymore. He opened the door, pulled out a table knife, and dragged me out by my hair.

At first, he narrows his eyebrows in chaos but as soon as realisation hits him, his eyes widen in scepticism. The other men stand behind him, sharing the same expression. “What the-” Bryce says, stepping further into the room. “Imagine going after someone in order to sneak into a mafia’s system. And not any mafia, but the one who owns the half of the America,” I say. “Sounds absurd, right?” “I can’t believe it,” the bald guy says, feeling deceived. Noah. “This can’t be real. You’re not-” “I am, Zack Torres. Now stop convincing yourself that I’m not real,” I scoff.

But mostly, she hated being bartered, a commodity to be passed and signed over like a crate of smuggled arms. Marsel, the wolf king, presided at the head of the table—gray suit, wolfish smile, hands folded with predator’s patience. Beside him, the Widow sat poised and unbothered, all black silk and veiled calculation. Laev’s contingent waited near the rear, muscle and steel in tailored suits, but it was Domenik’s presence that truly bent the air. He stood a half-step behind Eirwen, shoulders squared, dark gaze fixed on every rival. The pack was assembled: Shadow’s proxy with their bland, forgettable face; the Widow, cold and hungry; Marsel’s inner circle lurking at the edges, all eyes and te

Alpha Isaac would kill him and destroy his pack if I didn’t do what he wanted. Either way I had no choice. Maya looked sad for me but there was nothing she or anyone could do for me now. I was for it. The moon goddess sure did have some messed up plans for me. What did I ever do to deserve such rotten bad luck? I knew I should have listened to the alphas rules. No harm would have come to my mate if I had never met him, now I was going to have his blood on my hands. Perhaps I did deserve to die for my actions.