Nick Nocturne Novels & Stories

(Some people might argue that 0:00 January 1, 2021 is in fact the turn of the decade but those people are ice holes. Ten more minutes and Mr. and Mrs. Lapuz say good night and go to their room. Kate, Nate and Ecto stay up longer chatting while sipping beer. Ecto is also drinking some virtual beer that he found in the Shopping Cart function of the My Dream Boyfriend app. He has changed his background through the Door function (he can do that by himself now) and is lying on his beach hammock.

Red eyes are glowing in the dark and a wail burst out of nowhere. ******** N’s POV I wake hyperventilating and wailing inside my coffin. I forcefully open the casket and the room is dark. Checking the time and it reads 8:00 pm. I should be celebrating that I made it through another night, but I hate waking up because of nightmares; especially the same one about that cop. But I have no time to get angry or scared, I needed to do my regular night routine. I get up from my coffin, then I closed it—putting it back in the closet. Head to bathroom and take a shower. After getting done with that, I go back to the closet and find clothes to wear.

The bell above the door of Nocturnal Blooms chimed, a soft, silver sound that was always followed by her scent. Valtor looked up from the stark black petals of a Mourning Glory, his undead heart giving a single, hard thump in his chest. Rivenna.

Quintus hissed from a few yards off and the words half came out as a shriek in the night. Porcius moved up to face Severus in the moonlight. Over his face, Severus sported a blanket of clear gelatin, a thick film moving like rushing water. Eyes and mouth wide open, nostrils flaring, Severus struggled for air, but none came to him as the translucent fluid flowed about his face.

Rachel excitedly introduced me to the rest of the pack who had been away on a business trip and only just arrived back from what I had gathered. "Hello Luna, my name is Natasha." One of the girls exclaimed. She seemed nice as she went round the room telling me who everyone was. " And you?" I called out to the girl who was throwing daggers my way. She scowled and stared at the floor. I found this very disrespectful behaviour towards someone who was meant to be their future Luna and found myself snapping at the girl. "Is this how you treat your future Luna. Perhaps the alpha will have something to say about this." The room fell silent as the girl glared at me.

“Right under a nightclub.” Of course it was. “Damian’s using the place to scout new test subjects,” he added. “Drugs. Drinks. People disappear.” Ethan stepped in from the balcony, stretching. “What’s it called?” Lucas turned the tablet. The club’s logo glowed on the screen. **NOX.** Of course it was called something dramatic. Chloe finished her coffee and tossed the mug into the sink. “Let’s burn it down.” **Ethan’s POV**

All anguish and pain were contained there. With a deafening snarl, Nocturnus appeared before me. His sharp teeth gleamed dangerously, and his massive claws grabbed my neck in a suffocating grip. "Traitor, return my souls!" he roared, his voice reverberating with supernatural fury. Feeling the pressure of Nocturnus’s claws, I tried to stay calm.

Lucien was the better interrogator, because I wouldn’t have asked a single question; I would have ended up throwing punches and walking out, adding nothing to the fact that I was already annoyed with those humans. I reached the VVIP booth and slid into my usual seat. The plush black cushion sank under me. From here, I had a perfect view of the whole chaos going on in the club. The music throbbed like a second heartbeat, and bodies, both humans and wolves, were grinding against each other under dim lights and heavy bass. The reason LUNARIS was the best club in Nocturne City. I took a slow sip of whiskey I poured for myself earlier, as I watched one girl laugh as two young men boxed her in, th

Shrugging, I shook my head. Ikaris nodded, then glanced at the book. "Your parents were members of an ancient society known as Into the Night. They were a group of warriors hand-picked by the dark goddess herself to destroy all species. They were defeated by a group of warriors known as the Valerious, who joined forces with other vampires, witches, and werewolves. Together, they were able to contain the power that threatened to destroy everyone and everything," he paused for a moment before continuing.

Location: Fortress Nox — Sub-Level Access Corridor The air burned with static and smoke as Fortress Nox’s emergency alarms blared, flooding the corridor with pulsing red light. And there... emerging through the swirling haze... Natalia Cross. Her scarred face twisted, her dark eyes gleaming with pure hatred, burning with vengeance. The Last Confrontation Begins Damien’s dark eyes locked on her, deadly calm, his sidearm raised, breathing sharp. “It’s over,” he growled.