Novel & Cerita Night Agent Novel

A tall figure stood at the foot of my bed, reeking of alcohol. In an instant, I was dragged back into that nightmare. But this time, I wouldn’t be afraid. The moment Winson appeared, the comments surged like a flood. [Ahhh, the male lead’s finally here. That face—I'm obsessed.] [Not just handsome, he’s got insane stamina too. Seven times in one night. She’s living the dream.] Seven times in one night? What did that make me? A sex doll?

Maya sat still for a long time. “You want me,” she said. “Yes.” “One night.” “One night,” Adrian said. “After that, the debt is gone.” Maya looked at the city behind the glass. Her hands were cold. She thought of her father coughing. She thought of her mother crying. She thought of the three days. “I need time to think.” “You have until tonight,” Adrian said. “If you agree, you will receive a message.”

--- Back in my room, I collapsed onto the bed, my entire body aching from the night’s events. I couldn’t get the image of the boy out of my head. Who was he? Where had he come from? And why was he alone? The Moon Goddess’s warning echoed in my mind. "The agents of darkness have awoken. They are looking for you." I shivered, pulling the blanket tighter around me. It had to be a coincidence. Right? Sleep claimed me before I could think too much about it. --- Something cold pressed against my throat. My eyes snapped open. A shadow loomed over me, barely illuminated by the moonlight streaming through the window.

“One at a time.” “Rotating watch?” I asked. Her mouth quirked. “Of course,” she said. “You’re Mooncrest’s most important patient. And it's most infuriating.” *** The first night back, I didn’t sleep. Not really. Every time my eyes closed, images flickered against the dark. Not the old nightmares in full—no collar biting deep into my throat, no auction block, no Master Binder’s eyes gleaming with coin. Just fragments. A hand at my neck and a voice whispering *sold*.

Something raw. He dug his fingers into the mattress and exhaled slowly. He didn’t need a doctor to tell him what was wrong. He needed answers. And there was only one person reckless enough to chase a dead girl’s story into the woods. Cass. The next morning came in pale gold, but Aiden barely noticed the sunlight pouring through his curtains. He hadn’t slept. Not really. His dreams had been flooded with howls and glowing eyes. With trees that whispered and shadows that bled.

Jace said, holding onto her tighter. “Something is coming.” She whispered looking across the yard. “Something?” Jace said, setting Nora down and standing in front of her, Cole pushing just under his surface. He didn't pick up anything, what was she sensing? He squinted trying to focus his eyes. He couldn't hear anything ethier. “Yes. Something strong.” Nora whispered, her eyes glowing amber, Zara was ready to fight. Authors Note: Hello all Thank you so much for reading! This is the last chapter in this novel! Book two is called : The Luna that Broke the Alpha Council. You can continue the journey with what is instore next with Jace and Nora there! Much Love -S.E Dymek

It looked like the situation there was about to get ugly, and she was honestly glad she wasn’t having to deal with that mess, even if the challenges that lay in front of her were not exactly a picnic in the park. Zane grabbed her bag out of the back, along with his own, and she nodded in thanks, still not speaking. Her boots crunched over the snow as the two of them approached the dimly lit hotel. It was the middle of the night, but even if it hadn’t been, it still would’ve been dark. The sun wasn’t staying up long at all. The perpetual night had to make it easier on the bloodsuckers. But it made it easier on their stalkers as well.

Grief → Curiosity Anger → Presence Shame → Invitation Nova murmured: “They thought emotion moved like light. Straight. Fast.” She touched a point near the center. “But it moves like water.” “It follows shape.” She stepped back. And realized something. The central node the one every thread traced toward wasn’t Eden. It wasn’t Aeris. It wasn’t Cassian. It was a resonance flare left anonymously From a child in a non-registered district. Three words, whispered into the Archive Line at 3:41 AM:

Seven snapped awake, her upper body launching forward as she bolted upright in her bed, a breathless gasp tearing from her throat. Her heart was pounding frantically against her ribcage like a trapped bird, and her skin was drenched in a cold, sticky sweat. She sat there in the dark, her chest heaving as she tried to orient herself in the quiet space of her small apartment. It was that nightmare again. The exact same memory, or dream, or hallucination that had been mercilessly haunting her sleep for as long as she could remember. Who was that little girl? Seven thought, pressing the heels of her palms against her throbbing temples. And who were the mother and child whose faces were always bl

I bid them goodbye with the promise of letting them know how the conversation with Nova goes and if she is okay when she wakes up. I walk into the kitchen afterwards, with the intention of grabbing a beer from the fridge, when I hear movement. “Nikolai…?” *** Nova I’m running through the darkened halls of North Star Orphanage, and every time I just reach the exit, I get pulled back by silver chains and strung up. What the hell! Did telling Nikolai spring these nightmares on me?! Why is this happening?!