Nanase Under Night Novels & Stories

*Ana* “They are doing it again.” Naska’s voice makes me break my concentration. “Doing what?” I look up from my book to find her at the window. She’s looking down with a growing sneer. “Pesky bastards.” She curses and closes the blinds as if to cut out whatever it is. It won’t work because the window blows them aside again. Today is windy with the change from summer to autumn. Time is moving on. And my coronation looms ever closer.

Going now would only hinder. Late at night, Nash came to see Nina. He timed his visit for when she would be asleep. Moving quietly, he just wanted to see her. He entered, leaving the curtains open to let the moonlight highlight Nina's pale skin. Standing by the bed, Nash gazed at her with deep affection, unmoving for a long time. Finally, he reached out to touch her face. As soon as his hand brushed her skin, Nina grabbed his hand and opened her eyes. Nash was surprised to see she was not asleep.

Every glance, every subtle shift in stance, every brief interaction is charged. By evening, as the sun dips below the horizon, I retreat to a quiet clearing near the edge of the forest. My mother sits nearby, quiet but watchful, offering a steady presence without words. I lean back against a tree, letting the breeze play across my face. Asher approaches, careful, measured. There’s a heaviness to him tonight, a weariness I recognize—the kind that comes from carrying responsibility, desire, and restraint all at once. “Selene,” he says softly, stopping a few feet away. “You’re pushing yourself too hard.”

A house shouldn’t have that many stairs. When I looked up, Nessa had already slumped onto a small bed set up there. Blue fairy lights hung around the little roof that covered it, glowing against the night. I dragged myself over as she patted the spot beside her. Nessa: Come on! It’ll be here any minute. I laid beside her, eyes on the sky. The moon was full, round, and bright—with no stars in sight. Me: “Never imagined you’d be into this kind of thing.”

were grouped as if telling some gossip. What the hell is with this place. Is this some kind of organization? Ugh! I can’t sit here doing nothing. I need to get out of this room. I slowly turned the doorknob and opened the door, carefully propping my head to check if anyone is there. Left and right. “Do you want something?” A robotic voice sounded from my left immediately made me jump. It scared the shit out of me that I reflexively closed the door with a bang. Didn’t I just check the left side? I leaned my head on the door before opening it again. I saw a tall, blonde woman with muscular arms standing in front of the room. “Hey~” I singsonged, “You maybe!?” “I am Oasis. You guard.” She said

"You don't have much Darkness. I wouldn't have guessed you needed help with it." "I kind of already have help with it, but my help isn't necessarily the healthiest option," Lissa said looking over at Rose again. Rose had spread herself across my back and wrapped her arms around my neck. I could feel that she was close to being asleep but was trying desperately to stay awake. "What do you do to help?" Oksana asked. "Rose takes a little of it, though I'm pretty sure that she takes more than she's letting on," Lissa answered looking over, again, at the sleeping Rose.

The last line was a joke, though. I was cut short by running because Nathan stopped me. "It's nearly midnight." "I know, kid. Why not enjoy my night? The night was invented to enjoy it." "Yeah, but you have no right." "Just because of my curse?" "And the people you might hurt if you did something wrong." "Nathan was right. Let's go to the basement now," Mune uttered. "What? Why so soon?" Yna asked. What a clingy girlfriend. "Coming from a clingy sly fox," Mune said telepathically.

Nanang closed the door and guided me to the door of my room. "Go to bed early, tomorrow we will go there." I nodded and entered. But, by the way. Who is that woman named, Del? Is she related to Nanang Antopina? Aish. I did let my eyes force to close and wait for my body to cooperate and fell asleep until I decided to count every sheep who passed by on my head as if I am counting stars countless. Until I did not notice that it is past midnight. I stretched my hands and feel myself, breathed in and out, relaxing my body, closing my eyes, and wait for me to fell asleep.

She knew the risks, but she couldn't bear the thought of Ethan facing his demons alone. One moonlit night, Selene slipped out of the pack's territory, moving silently through the woods toward the palace. Her werewolf senses guided her, the rustling leaves and distant howls of wolves masking her approach. She skirted the palace guards, her heart pounding with each step closer to Ethan.

Adding anger to my current irritation will only make me feel worse. "Woo! So much Food!" Nessa exclaimed as soon as her eyes caught the displayed dishes on the kitchen Island when she entered the kitchen. It was already early in the evening and the Sun was going down. The shouty light in the kitchen accentuating the beautiful setting of the displayed Dishes. "Well, you are welcome," Nana smiled. "What are you…?" She starts laughing when she looks me up and down. "Nana, What is this that you gave our Queen to wear?" I'm not sure her mate will be pleased to see her in this outfit."