Mr Midnight: Beware The Monsters Novels & Stories

"It's not wolf-born. Not pack-born. It's something older." Charlie wiped the sweat from her forehead with shaking fingers. "I don't— I didn't— I'm not some chosen-one plot twist!" But her hand still flickered with silver. She clenched her fist. It vanished. Matthew swallowed. "The Dire Moon Sect will sense that surge. We need to move. Now." Lysander nodded. "Agreed. The barrier is compromised. None of us are safe here." Charlie tried to stand — her legs wobbled. Two hands caught her.

Lily clutched a drawing in her hands while Leo dragged a stuffed dinosaur behind him. “Aunt Sophia! Look what I made!” Lily exclaimed, shoving the colorful paper toward me. It was a crayon drawing of what I assumed was our house, complete with stick figures and a giant smiling sun that took up half the page. I couldn’t help but smile as I took it. “This is beautiful, Lily. Is that me in the window?” “Yes! And Leo is the one with the dinosaur. He said it’s protecting us from monsters.” Leo puffed out his chest proudly. “Rawr! No bad guys can get us now.”

But every light inside dimmed sharply for a split second before returning to normal. Several guests glanced upward uneasily. Then the elevator stopped moving. The gaming streamer frowned. “Uh… are we stuck?” Before anyone could answer, the overhead speaker crackled softly. [Midnight check-in begins in ten minutes.] The voice sounded distorted, wrong somehow. A second later, every phone inside the elevator buzzed simultaneously. Winona pulled hers out slowly. A new notification covered the screen. WELCOME TO MIDNIGHT HOTEL. FIRST RULE: DO NOT OPEN YOUR DOOR AFTER 12 A.M. NO MATTER WHO IS KNOCKING.

“You have until sunrise. Complete the mark and the packs will declare war on you both. Refuse and we take the girl tonight. Either way, the cursed blood ends here.” They backed out, leaving the door open. Footsteps echoed down the hall. Milrac turned to me slowly. Blood still dripped from his shoulder, but his eyes burned brighter than ever. He backed me against the wall again, slower this time, giving me every chance to push him away. His forehead dropped to mine. “Sunrise,” he whispered. “We have until sunrise to decide if we finish this or run.” I slid my hands up his chest, feeling the rapid thud of his heart. “What if finishing it makes us the monsters they say we are?”

“You think it was Thomas?” Adrian shook his head. “He’s dead.” Samuel nodded. “True.” Another news anchor appeared. “…the footage was uploaded anonymously two hours ago and shows multiple pack transformations during last night’s battle". Samuel froze. “…Battle.” Adrian’s eyes narrowed. “That was the Hunter attack.” Samuel’s expression darkened. “They recorded it.” Adrian nodded. “And released it.” Samuel muted the television again. “So now the entire planet knows monsters exist.” Adrian corrected him.

My mind swirled with lots of questions, trying to hold myself together. “What are you talking about?” He looked around, lowering his voice even more. “This place—it gets fucked up after midnight. It’s not just dancing and drinking. It’s—” He hesitated, then said it, the words falling like ash. “It turns into an orgy. It’s part of the academy’s old rites. Magic exchange, bonding, whatever bullshit name they give it now. But it’s not something you want to be part of.”I just stood there, breathing hard, staring at him. The noise around me dimmed. The heat in my chest turned cold as I replayed the words in my head.

After laughing to her heart's content, Shirley opened an app, started a livestream, and tearfully claimed I had lost my mind and was out to get her. The viewers tuning into the live stream had never seen anything like that before. They were stunned by the sight of blood on the floor. They all rushed to help Shirley, calling the police and the ambulance. The audience was outraged, screaming that I, the wicked culprit, had to be punished harshly. As the ambulance sirens blared in the distance, I stumbled upon another video. Edwin was being featured in an interview today. When the interviewer asked about his past studies and how he started his business, Edwin's handsome face lit up with pride.

I hope to get out of here quickly. In other prisons and in another place, but far from the kingdom of light, in the kingdom of darkness, especially in the prisons of darkness, Rodri the priestess clung to the wall of the cell with horror and fear, and her limbs trembled from fear of what she saw in front of her, her eyes wide open with fear and terror, and she almost cried from the intensity of her terror, as she was surrounded by nearly ten men And not any men, but vampires, their sharp fangs visible, their red eyes like blood, and their claws raised in front of her, and behind all of them he stands smiling, and the smile almost cracks his face as he crosses his hands in front of his chest,

“I said she's dead and not that she's the spirit of death. Relax, she can't kill. In fact, I think she'd be a great help. Now, back to what I was saying , Xavier will have the talisman at the door. No matter what you hear, don't come in. When it's time, I'll knock three times on the door. Before you open it, ask me for the word. The word is Marigold. Don't forget. No matter what I say and no matter how much I try to convince you it's me, if I don't say Marigold, don't open the door. Do you understand?” All three of them nodded. “Great, let's get to work.” I got the talisman from my bag and handed it to Xavier. “Put it upside down, make sure it doesn't move or shift.” Andrea and Kaan walked o