Night Court Acotar Novels & Stories

I wasn’t the kind of girl who went to parties, who drank too much, who ended up in a billionaire’s penthouse without remembering how she got there. I stole one last look at him before I left. He looked peaceful, his chest rising and falling with steady breaths, completely unaware that my entire world had tilted off its axis. I turned away. Maybe it was better this way. Better if he never knew. Better if I forgot this ever happened and went back to my real life, my quiet life. After all, what was one night to someone like him? I slipped out of the room and closed the door behind me, the soft click echoing louder than it should have.

Maybe if she were sober, she’d have cared more about that. He let out a low chuckle, glancing around. “Your room?” His voice was smooth, a lazy drawl laced with amusement. “This is my room, firefly.” She frowned, the nickname curling around her like smoke, lingering in places it shouldn’t. “No, it’s not,” she said. “This is my room.. 206!” He didn’t say anything and she saw his head tip to the side slightly. Her conviction wavered. 206… why did something about that seem wrong now? She dug into her pocket, yanking out her keycard. Her vision blurred, forcing her to blink rapidly before the numbers printed on it came into focus. 208

I couldn’t stop myself from feeling this way no matter how hard I tried. After a little triumphant smile, I started my car and rode away as Dione waved me goodbye. My mind kept replaying how close we became tonight, almost kissing; that would have been so awkward. The thought of Maya’s reaction when I tell her how exciting my night was made me giggle as I stepped on the gear. Soon after, I arrived at the penthouse, handed the key over to Frank, and got in. It was pretty late, and the house was dimly lit. “Andrea should be asleep now.” I murmured as I made my way to the kitchen to grab myself some sparkling water.

: Night Watch Tuesday, October 6th, 2026 Albemarle County, Charlottesville, Virginia 2:00 am Silence surrounds the night; the air has a cold heart. No cars are roaming the streets or a person in sight. All of the stores are closed. The nearby neighbors are sound asleep. The sidewalks are filled with trash. Feral cats are fiddling around with the litter. Some cars are on the curb, including a Charlottesville Police Dodge Charger. Flashing lights of red, white, and blue are not on.

Scarlett’s POV Working on my script for the whole day, I was drowning in an unfamiliar sense of satisfaction. I have put “family” as the core of my life for so long, that I forgot the fun of living for myself. When I finally put it down, I almost missed my date with Aurora. Hurrying out of her place, I got to Nightingale 10 minutes to 8. I prefer being early. I wish I didn’t. Nightingale is the biggest nightclub in town. Best place for entertainment for any and everyone, so long as you can afford a drink. We used to come here all the time in college, enjoying its “safe hour” for a little alcohol and a lot of fun.

However, when you know the harsh reality of the underworld and live in it, those movies and shows are hard to get into. Around one in the morning Nico comes striding into what I assume is now our bedroom. “Still awake, Little Dove?” Nico questions as he begins to strip out of his clothes. “Of course I’m still awake. You decided to give me a job that required nightshift.” I counter, trying to not enjoy the sight of his toned body. Nico chuckles. “I wasn’t going to make it easy on you. However, I do admire you for going to college and obtaining your nursing degree. I’m proud that you achieved a goal you set for yourself.”

Colton hastily took off his shoes and laid face flat on the bed, his thoughts never raced, he was too tired to harbour in thoughts, he slid his eyes shut as he gave in to the call of nature. ‡‡‡‡‡‡★★‡‡‡‡‡‡ Athina woke up late in the morning of Tuesday, she grabbed her robe and toes the ropes, slipped her feet into her flip flops and went out of her room. She wasn't sure if Colton had come back, so she asked her chef, if she had seen him enter the house, her response was positive. She quickly ran up to the second floor, there she was standing in front of his room, preparing a very very awkward speech.

I’m still rattled from the werebear attack, and having Atlas’ psycho ex in my room isn’t doing good things for my nerves. “You know, you really shouldn’t leave your door unlocked at night,” Addison says breezily, as if it’s the most normal thing in the world. Her blue eyes are cold when they meet mine. “Someone might come after you.” “Thanks for the heads-up,” I growl, wincing as I struggle out of bed, “but in case you haven’t noticed, it’s like three in the morning.” “Oh, believe me, I know,” Addison replies coolly. “I was half-expecting to find Atlas curled up in bed here with you.” Her mouth twists into a sneer.

The arunica light, or the light of the sun, comes to provide an explanation for what happened that night. A police car enters the forbidden forest, police and detectives intend to find additional evidence of devil worship practiced by the devil cult in an empty house. That's when they found a car that hit a big tree which killed the driver who was none other than Luna. Yes, what Luna saw that night was only a hallucination that made her crash into a big tree and took her life. His head was covered with blood. The discovery of Luna's body led the police to investigate several places that got results. The police find a human skeleton in the Raspberry garden that is none other than Aaron's body

"You... what are you doing? Why are you here together and..." Gavin seemed lost for words, seeing me and Adam so close in front of the room. "What's wrong, Brother?" asked Catherine, who was equally surprised to see Adam in front of my room. "Adam, where have you been? I was looking for you all night because you didn't come home. Did you just come home or what?" asked Catherine, looking at Adam. "I-"