روايات وقصص ضمن Mr Midnight: Beware The Monsters

It is almost tailing them. Narrah deepened her heels and Midnight picked up its speed, faster than earlier. Narrah continues to anxiously look back at the humongous animal. Its size is way bigger than Midnight and its shadow seems to tower them. A monster ready to devour them any moment as it gets nearer. Narrah's heart is about to burst from immense terror.

“No! It was your choice to be a monster! You were too insecure of my mom! She never cared about you. She never competed against you! You’re the only one making things worst!” “YES! SHE NEVER CARED ABOUT ME AND THAT PISSES ME OFF! She never cared about me because she thinks that someone mighty like her shouldn’t be wasting time with someone like me! She turned me into a monster!” “Fine, you are a monster. Blame my mom or anyone but you are still a monster! And I am destined to end a monster like you!” Madison’s sharp claws appeared as she strikes Mallory. She scratches Mallory’s face and it left three huge scratch marks. “The scratch from a werewolf’s claws... the only thing that immortal pow

The iron gates groaned open, seemingly invited by their presence. [Level 1: The Sanguine Manor. Status: Entry Granted.] [Objective: Locate the Master’s Chamber. Survival Hazard: The Midnight Hunt begins in 30 minutes.] "The Midnight Hunt?" Willa whispered, pushing herself up. Her palms were scraped from the stones, but the pain felt distant, muffled by the adrenaline. "What are they hunting?" Jaxson turned to her, his silver eyes reflecting the crimson moon. "Us, Willa. Look at the gates."

The monsters follow my lead; one of my other monsters stands up and says. “We need some monsters to volunteer, we should get ones that haven’t been trained completely yet and just send in one important monster, one of us that has been trained and are special because we all have our own different powers.” Again the yard is silent as the monsters wait for my decision. Again I clap, this is a most wonderful idea, and I don’t understand how I didn’t think of this myself. The monsters all look a bit relieved, I can see a small bit of sweat running down one of the youngest monsters in the group. They fear what is coming, they feel the climax, and it’s just around the corner. I have been waiting fo

"Come find me after midnight. We have much to discuss." He walked away before I could respond, leaving dread settling in my stomach like poison. That didn't sound good. That sounded like a threat. The next hour crawled by. The ballroom filled to capacity. The orchestra played. Couples danced. Laughter and conversation filled the air with music and hope. At eleven-thirty, the MC stepped onto the stage and tapped the microphone. "Ladies and gentlemen, we are thirty minutes from midnight! All unmated wolves of age, please make your way to the ballroom floor!"

everyone cheered welcoming the newest member of the midnight pack. The party continued outside around a big bonfire. The sounds of drums and laughter were all one could hear as everyone was busy engaging in one conversation or the other. But soon everyone fell silent, a look of dread could be spotted on their faces. A loud howl erupted in the night sky, I could sense it was different. It definitely wasn't that of a wolf, this was much more terrifying and threatening. It carried a frightening authority in it. Everyone paused, tension thick all around. They also sensed the danger that lurked out in the distance. I could hear Kaden and Kole growling beside me defensively. They knew who it was a

She lit three candles, each one positioned around the chair at center frame, bathing the scene in gold and shadow. On the walls behind her, she pinned cryptic notes, torn diary entries, coordinates. A conspiracy that looked real because it was. At exactly midnight, she hit “Go Live.” The screen flickered. Chat exploded. Mistress is back. Did we displease you? Say the word, I’ll crawl. Dommy Mommy 😭 please punish me. Her voice cut through the frenzy, low and chilling. “Silence.”

“Should I dress—” “Don’t look at her.” Midnight’s tone became dangerous. “Or I’ll gauge your eyes out, Jacob.” “My apologies, Sir.” The old man apologetically bow his head. He do not seem afraid as if he’s been used to receiving threat from the latter. “Prepare the jet, and inform Emilia to clean the playroom.” Midnight’s words is full of authority. “As you wish, Sir.” Said Jacob, obediently. He turned his back, not before his eyes reflect the look of sympathy for the unconscious woman as she was now entrapped towards the den of the monster he serve.

And hated it. Evelyn whispered one word. “No.” The scientist’s face drained of color. Dr. Morrison stumbled backward. Christopher looked around nervously. “Can someone explain what’s happening before the monster arrives this time?” Nobody answered. Because a third roar shook the entire tunnel. The walls cracked. Lights exploded. The floor trembled beneath our feet. And suddenly— Every silver-eyed person looked at me. Not Evelyn. Not Ethan. Not Damien. Me. As though I was the answer. As though whatever was coming…

Crystal chandeliers trembled faintly as music played, violins sharp and restless. Every sense of mine was amplified. The new instincts hummed under my skin like a second heartbeat. It was my first time being in the midst of these much people since I was turned, and strangely, I didn't feel like a monster. They were all like me. I look around, back at some faces that looked at me. What is it they saw? Shawn's captive? A woman in a white dress? It didn't matter though, whatever they saw or thought of me. The only thing I had to figure out today, was how to sneak out under Shawn's nose, and everyother person's nose, and see Matthew.