Night Agent Novel Novels & Stories

Nyra’s POV They come at dawn. Four shadows sliding through my window like smoke, silver-laced blades gleaming in the first light. Silent. Fast. Professional. Council assassins. I'm awake before the first one reaches my bed. Have been awake for hours, actually. Sleep is a luxury I can't afford anymore, not with Dorian's words still echoing in my head. I know what you are. The first assassin strikes. I roll left. His blade slices through my pillow, feathers exploding into the air. White. Pristine. Beautiful against the violence.

With a nod of understanding, I bid her goodnight, watching as she disappeared into her chambers before making my own way to bed. As I lay there in the darkness, the events of the evening replaying in my mind, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. I had taken Nana's advice and gotten closer to Ayra, and while she remained an enigma to me, I knew that I was one step closer to uncovering the truth. And as sleep claimed me, I found myself wondering what secrets she might be hiding, and what role she would play in the days to come. ___

DANTE I got up early, as always when I have an important assignment, at five in the morning. I never slept that much anyway, I was getting used to only sleeping four or five hours, as far as my nightmares would allow. I opened the window, felt the cold penetrating my lungs and so I cleared all the whiskey I drank the night before. Since the death of my parents my dreams turned into nightmares, making me constantly fight with my inner and outer demons that had murdered my parents.

*NIGHT* 8:00 PM Back in the room. Safe. Nico and I didn’t talk for an hour. Too much. Then: How was it he asked. Hard I said. But I did it. Yeah he said. You were amazing. You didn’t break. Neither did you. *CHECK IN* 10:00 PM Agent Collins: Day 1 done. 4 more witnesses tomorrow. Then it’s closing. After she left: My name is Aria Bennett. And today I told 12 strangers the worst night of my life.

With no knowledge of which way to go, I hit something hard and I black out. The next thing I know I wake up screaming in my bed, I shiver uncontrollably as the dried sweat makes my hair stick to my head. The sheets tangled at the foot of the bed, but my heart beat is already slowing because I’m at home safe and secure from any of those monsters out there in the woods. It was just a nightmare. In all the 17 years of my life, that would have to be the scariest nightmare I have ever had. I know I can’t go back to sleep after having a nightmare like that, so I get my phone out and check the time, its 2 in the morning I still have 5 hours until I have to get up. What am I going to do? I figure I

Not only did I want to get my mind off of Hezekiah, but I wanted to understand Aza and this animosity towards witchcraft that the Coterie had. I had fallen asleep after reading the third book. It was the first moment of actual slumber I had experienced in days. I don't remember what I was dreaming, but I do remember being woken up. Violently. "Wake up, Lisa!" someone said to me in a harsh whisper. They wouldn't stop shaking my body until I was fully awake. The lamp suddenly flickered on, dimming the room. My vision was blurry; I saw a short, stout figure in front of me. I fumbled around the nightstand for my glasses, and when I had put them on, I could see her - Mambo Nene standing above me,

Night pondered for a while before continuing, “It’s impossible to reign in such a menacing aura in a split second.” I had been thinking about it too since last night and drew the same conclusion as Night. “Have you ever encountered that kind of sinister aura before?” I asked him. Night had been living with different humans for centuries; it wouldn't be a surprise if he had encountered it before. “No. I would’ve remembered if I did. It was just so spooky it put me on guard instantly,” he replied. “Aleena and Witch Lily were instantly alerted, too,” I said. He hummed and added, “But not Zane, Colton, or Lucas.”

_*]:min-w-0"> POV: LUNA _*]:min-w-0"> _*]:min-w-0"> I didn't sleep. Again. Between the spy in the tower and the challenge happening tonight, my brain refused to shut off. _*]:min-w-0"> Nova found me at dawn. Sitting on my bed. Staring at the wall. _*]:min-w-0"> "You look terrible." _*]:min-w-0"> "Thanks." _*]:min-w-0">

He mumbled a little before turning on his side but did not awaken. She shook her head, How can you be Dusk and Duskin? How can you pretend to be such a dark child when you are so kindhearted? Although she desired the answer to the question, she figured that she would never obtain the answer. Nightide remained secretive about their past. Hae Mina shook her head as she ventured up the staircase then fell on her bed in a heap. Her brain was too exhausted to push her back into her dreaded nightmares and so she slept heavily and deeply.

"Daddy, what is infant matrimony? Is it a type of hockey game?" "He is an idiot," I mutter, pulling her into my lap. "Ignore him." NARRATOR NAME POV: LYRA NIGHTBANE "Ms. Nightbane? Ms. Nightbane, please wake up." The soft voice pulls me from a heavy, dreamless sleep. I open my eyes to see Amelia leaning over my bed, her scent of wild herbs and fresh water filling my nose. "You are finally awake." I shift my weight, sitting up against the wooden headboard as I rub the sleep from my eyes. "What time is the sun?"