Nick Nocturne Novels & Stories

Let the cold slap him across the face as he climbed out and stalked toward the elevator. By the time he reached his floor, he’d locked his expression back into something unreadable. Detached. Cold. But Elias was already waiting. Leaning against the glass wall like he'd been there all night, arms crossed, gaze sharp. "You look like shit," Elias said, falling into step beside him. "I’m fine," Ronan muttered. Elias snorted. “Your scent says otherwise.” Ronan stopped walking. “Did you find anything?” “Velvet Nocturne is warded. Heavy protection spells. And she’s not just any domme, Ronan. Clients don’t just leave satisfied they leave... changed. Some have walked away from addiction, depression,

his face twisted into a crooked smile, his gaze became predatory, and he headed towards the castle in the window of which a light flickered faintly. Nocté moved away from the door and lay down on the bed: her hair was spread out on the bedspread, the hem of her fresh nightgown was pulled up to her knee. For a moment, it seemed to the girl that her fair skin shimmered with silver, as if she had regained her former scales, but it turned out to be only an insidious play of the flame in the fireplace.

My eyebrows flew up by themselves. Was I imagining it, or did he really ask me about the Nocturne of Death? Or maybe where he lived, they have their own nocturne, not the one Reive Eridanus Castro-Firel played seven hundred years ago? He, who invented that melody raising spirits from nothingness… “Reive,” I said uncertainly, “could you tell me please which nocturne you’re talking about?” The necromancer smiled broadly. His eyes were glowing with such dark mystical light that a wave of goose bumps ran down my spine. Prickly sparks flowed under my skin, and it felt like every little hair rose on my body.

Everything was happening too fast. Too much in one day. The car eventually stopped in front of a large, dark building on the outskirts of the city. Unlike human institutions… The Nocturnal Order only operated at night. I took a deep breath before stepping inside. My heels echoed against the marble floor as we approached the front desk. A beautiful vampire greeted us with a polite smile. “How can I help you tonight?” “I’d like to register Samantha Cole as Luna of the Silverclaw Pack,” Zephyr said firmly.

Her eyes followed the illustrations he made. “These are the men you’re gonna meet, over here is Dust, this is Dino, an underdog of a man(unknown) we don’t know who is working for yet, the man that wants you, I don’t think he wants you dead, else you would’ve been killed.” Eve listened as he explain, the name of Dust making her stomach churn. “I didn’t have a nightmare last night.” She thought out loud. “I didn’t see heard his laughter or feel his hands around my neck. How come? Why?” Wesley dropped his pen and watched her.

Nathan POV I was just about to pull a shirt over my head, when I heard a knock on my bedroom door. “Come in.” I said as I finished getting dressed. The door opened, and one of Alpha Logan’s warriors came inside. “Alpha Nathan.” he said politely as he bowed his head a little. “Luna would like to see you in her office.” I smirked. Noel perked his ears. “I will be right there, Ryan.” I said, trying to hide my excitement.

she said, “I hid a dose of special powder in it. It’s the strongest anesthetic for all supernatural creatures. Whether wolves or vampires, they will pass out after inhaling even a bit of it. It works the same with the originals. But you are a wolf, too, must be careful when you use it.” Amelia nodded her head. She took the necklace and then gave Irene another hug, “Thank you,” she whispered. Irene patted her back, then put the necklace around her neck. Right after Amelia finished packing. Adam parked his car outside and started honking. Amelia was right about him. Every minute in the countryside was a tor/ture for him. He bought the most recent flight back to Switzerland the moment he got hi

"Look at all of theses faces, Ms. Spitz. They are all key members of the team that you'll be joining. They will get up to speed with our current project. Staffers, this is Livia. She will be joining our team on this current project. She will be my supporting assistant. There are guards as well, but there is no need for introduction of them. They don't respond to names." I was confused by his casual demeanor when talking about the need for guards. That wasn't exactly in the project description that I had read in the email I had been forwarded. The group walked down the hallway that was very bare bones with only a strip of yellowing overhead lights guiding our way. It was dystopian f

“It’ll be a lot harder to make entry this time than last time.” “Do we have any special weapons to blast our way in?” Scott wanted to know. Jo nodded. “We have several silver nitrate grenades. We’ll use three or four of those to toss into the entry once we are close enough to do so. Hopefully, that will create enough of an opening that we can pour in before they can recover, but since we’ll have no idea what sort of defenses they’ll have inside, other than what we can see with our X-ray vision, which isn’t always clear, we’ll have to act quickly. For all we know, there are layers of protection in there, and since we don’t have any idea how many Vampires we’re facing, we’ll have to assume any