Novel & Cerita Midnight Whispers Book Box

ASTRID. The room feels chilly all of a sudden. My eyes search around, my room looks tighter now, something panging at the base of my heart. Sweat trickled down my forehead as I opened the top of the box. I dump the contents on the table, there are a few notes, and some pictures, stickers, books and sorts, and I open the bulky book, my eyes swiping through the content. It’s a spell book, the words written in another language I can’t even read.

The night was eerily quiet as I sat on the floor of the loft, my fingers trembling as I reached for another box. The others had been filled with relics of the past—coats, journals, maps—but something told me this one would be different. As I lifted the lid, my breath hitched. Inside, neatly folded beneath a layer of silk, were dresses.

Perhaps it was Layla’s fate to meet the beast who’d change her life, or s it the beast whose life going to be ruined with her fatal schemes. Midnight Feast 2020 FULLY SERVED! Midnight Feast is set on an imaginary world mainly within a place called the continent of Aghar. It encompasses the danger in the lives of humble citizens of Loire kingdom- especially the young orphan Layla, who fell in the hands of the ruthless nobles whose willing to sacrifice others’ lives in exchange for their own safety. Midnight Feast is a dark fantasy story with werewolves as the main characters. It sends a message to readers in an artistic way, unveiling the part of the darkest secret of the mind, the evil inten

It wasn't long before she found out that she could read everything despite very slowly. It was a poem, which read as follows: 'It was the Coming of the Midnight Sun, A daughter of the Sacred Wood, Lay in a chamber of the House of the Moon, And thus shall wither like a dying star Til the touch of a virgin at dawn.'

Why in the world did he have all of these for? My fingers danced along the spines of the book in curiosity. I pulled out each book slightly, hoping like my library one of them would reveal some secret compartment. I stopped as one book caught my attention. It didn’t feel solid like the other books. It was too light. “Penn, I think I’ve got something.” I pulled it out. It was a black book with no title. I opened it to discover it was a hollow book. A velvet box, slightly smaller than the book, was hidden inside of it. I opened the box and smiled.

I tore my eyes from the vile to look at Richard and Kent and could see from their expressions that neither of them had expected a result like this either. “What does it mean?” I asked, my voice hardly making a sound. Still, with werewolf hearing, Richard picked up my words. “It means...” he said clearing his throat. “you are the Midnight Child and I suggest that no one outside of this room knows that for now. With one exception, the witch who made the prophecy.” “This is the second time I have heard of this prophecy but still have no idea what it is. What are you not telling me?” I asked looking from Richard to Kent with anger filling my eyes.

I always thought that mates were the only aspect of the werewolf community that I liked, having that one person who was made specifically for you, who will love and protect you for always sounded amazing, but I never for even a second thought that I’d get one myself. As I followed him deeper into the room, two boxes sat on the bed caught my attention, they weren’t there when I left for the balcony. Baron, seeing my interest in the boxes, releases my arm and walks towards the bed taking the first box in his hands. “This is what I sorted while you were having some fresh air, once I saw the magnificent photo you were able to create and the story you told me of how much you like drawing due to y