Nameless Midnight God Roll Novels & Stories

After getting a nod from his uncle and one last hug from my dad, I went outside with Magma. It felt like a funeral procession, the way we were walking. In the middle of the compound, I saw a heap of stones that had been set together. Turning to Magma to ask a question, I noticed that we were alone..everyone else was still standing at the door. “It’s best for them if they stay there. It's too dangerous for them to be here. Let me walk you through it. Go there and lay down. You can decide to be asleep or awake, whatever you choose. I'll create a barrier and lock us in to make sure that the demon can't escape and go into someone else. Once I've confirmed what it wants, I'll make preparations an

I look towards Lily and she nods her head at me, “yes, let’s go.” The four of us made our way to my office in silence, nobody said a word. As my office door closed Jason blurted out, "Midnight killed Hades and is the rightful ruler of the underworld!” “What?” I say, unsure of what I just heard. “It’s- it’s true,” Midnight says quietly, “I held the sword of Demoirta in my hands… and I killed him with it.” I hear Lily gasps slightly before she pulls Midnight into her arms.

Midnight, “Who remembered me so late at night?” I wondered. I opened the message. The number was unknown to me. The message was saying: ‘What are you doing?’ “Are they kidding me? What could I do for such an hour?” I thought. “Anyway, I will answer, and I will see.” I answered: “I am out grazing the sheep.” I waited for a little while, and the answer came: “That is funny. Are you going to milk it too? I mean, if you are okay.”

Nobody knows. It was a very hard time, we were at war. Me, Harry, Hermione, Ron and the whole Hogwarts. At war with the one who's name should not be taken. I will though because "Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself." Voldemort with his wicked army , stood infront of us. We all were on the battlefield with our wands and brooms ; flying in the air , casting spells on each other. The sky was painted metallic and lighting bolted every ten seconds. We fought until we made the Dark Lord vulnerable and then I stepped forward and swished my wand. "Avada Kedavara!", I spelled out; and the light escaped my wand. It struck him and he collapsed. "Now you are a nobody knows!" (No body

[face-palm] Midnight's friend: Make her yours! Midnight: And how do I do that? Midnight's friend: ........ Midnight's friend: I don't know, I'm single ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Abigail knelt and placed her hand on top of Thaddeus's. “Do you, Abigail Winters, pledge yourself to me, Thaddeus Anderson as your Alpha?” “Yes, I pledge myself to you, Alpha Thaddeus,” “Do you pledge yourself to the Midnight Moon pack? Do you pledge to be loyal to it, and to protect it and its Alpha,” “Yes, I pledge myself to the Midnight Moon pack. I pledged to be loyal to it and to protect it and it's Alpha,” Thaddeus raised his right hand and extended his claw before making a small cut on her palm and then doing the same to his own. Thaddeus placed their palms together, allowing his blood to mix with hers.

RUM I held down the dumbass’s head so low that Rose couldn’t see—and hear—him. Then I hissed angrily, “I don’t want her to know my name, goddamn it!” “Oh… now I get it.” “Just call me ‘Rum’.” “What in deity’s name is that?” asked the buffoon. “IT DOESN’T MATTER, FOR GOD’S SAKE!” It was then, the big friendly giant frowned with disapproval. “You’re defying the Goddess, Kee. You don’t even talk about her anymore. ‘For God’s sake’? We only believe in one Goddess and that’s the—.”

“Are you Ajax or are you Midnight? What’s your real identity?” I demanded when he didn’t answer me the first time I asked. Ajax continues to let the question dwell in the air for a little longer before he seems to finally have found his voice. “The name Midnight is something that I came up with on the spot. You can call me Ajax, just like you usually do. Nothing has changed.” He turns his back to me as he goes to pick up his blades, cleans them, and puts them back in their sheaths. His broad shoulders tensed up against his fitted black shirt as he adjusted the straps on the sheaths.

She has read that book too? Midnight was a character from one of his first books. The book was about a young man, who because of being possessed by demons, would go on a killing spree every midnight, the sight and scent of the blood being the only salvation from the mental and physical pain these demons brought him. That fucker was a total psycho. Jake felt wronged. Why should she call him that? Does Ryder think of him as a psycho? Yet, upon noticing Ryder beaming proudly like a little child, he didn't have the heart to refuse. "Why not."

The workshop started small six people on Zoom every other Wednesday at 9 p.m., when Lagos had finally quieted enough for real listening. Adeyemi called it “Reading After Dark.” No syllabus. No grades. Just books, questions, and whatever came up when people felt safe enough to speak.