Midnight Tmnt Novels & Stories

I could see a level of understanding cross the faces before me. “I was hidden away when my village was burned to the ground and sent out to the human world for protection. I only discovered my true identity a few days ago and yesterday I learned an even greater truth.” I had to stop once again to collect myself. I knew I had to show strength but the truth was I still hadn’t completely accepted everything I learned yesterday. It seemed that I was out of time. “All of you have heard the rumors and stories about the Midnight child. You have told your kids fairy tales and probably wondered if any of it had been true. It is.”

Ash shifts again, his paws moving away from their original places, but still keeping me pinned down. Snow continues to fall at a steady pace, the wind growing slightly and the sky becoming darker. A few minutes after the house lights up Mikki trots out of the forest with Tori, Ally, Vic and Carson with her. They pause at seeing us, but then trot over to the door where they shift and go inside, all murmuring.

"I was afraid too. But we're here now. We're together. And nothing is going to tear us apart." He kissed me then—hard and desperate and full of everything we'd been through. I kissed him back, holding onto him like he might disappear, like the darkness might reach in and take him away. But the darkness didn't come. And when we broke apart, we were both breathing hard, our faces wet with tears we hadn't known we were crying. "Midnight," he said. "We move at midnight." I nodded. "Midnight." --- The tunnels were dark.

“It shouldn’t be awake yet. Shut down the sub-sectors! Shut them—” The speakers cut out with a deafening screech of static. Then, the lights died completely. Darkness swallowed the station whole, plunging them into absolute night. And somewhere far, far beneath the concrete floor, something enormous began its long, deliberate climb upward.

I have absolutely no objections to that. Once he has me all up in a lather, I push him to his back and give him the same treatment across his chest. He has surprisingly sensitive nipples. Which is adorable. The teen still inside me is screaming with giddiness at having her mouth on Damon Montreal, the CEO of Sphinx Prime. That most bachelorette in this city covets and would literally die for to be in his pants. And him being a mafia boss just add to the dangers I am willing to look past.

"I'd bind two lords to me. And I'd bind myself to them. Willingly. Not as property. As a partner." "That's never been done." "Then I'll be the first." Margit was quiet. The water on the floor was still. The torches burned. The serpent-woman looked at Josie and something in her silver eyes shifted. Not respect. Not warmth. Recognition. The recognition of one old thing seeing another old thing and knowing it was real. "Midnight," Margit said. "Say the words before midnight or the mark fades and you forget. The harbor is mine regardless." She turned. Walked toward the tunnel. The water followed her, draining from the floor, flowing after her like a retreating tide.

I waited for a little while before finally hearing a voice. “My lady,” a husky voice vibrated through my phone. “I have a job for you and it has to be done at midnight,” I said with an evil smile plastered on my face. “I’m sorry but I can’t. The full moon starts at midnight and it would be too dangerous for me with a monster on the loose,” “I’ll reward you handsomely, so you don’t have to worry,” I rolled my eyes, starting to get irritated. “This isn’t about money,”

(Kate’s pov) I’m running late getting back from training. I’m currently drying my hair when Trent links me letting me know that Red Moon pack is here. Suddenly Midnight sits up in my mine. M: Go downstairs. K: why what’s wrong? M: I don’t know hurry.

Her hands found their way on the necklace, Maybe this was the best time to leave, she closed her eyes. About to quit this life, and hope she has it better in the next Her phone buzzed, a message popped up. No name, just a number she didn’t recognize. “My offer still stands, if you will consider it. Studio Eleven, Midnight.” And attached to it was a location pin, Her hands left the necklace as she picked up the phone It was him, Liam. It had to be him. She glanced at the clock. 11:12 p.m, it wasn’t a bit sketchy to her that he wanted to paint her at midnight. She just wanted to leave this cage so bad.

She couldn't make out what they were saying but all she saw was a man fighting with the hideous creature. Not able to keep awake, she passed out leaving herself in the hands of the goddess of the sun and moon.