Night Fall Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

********** A week later, Maya fell into labor and was rushed to the hospital, she had her babies safely; two girls and a boy, it was a great joy in the Williams household, and a little party was made to welcome them home. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A year later, Maya wrote a book about her and Jayden and everyone involved in it and it was named " A NIGHT WITH A STRANGER". The story was published and sold all over the country and it became the top ten in the world, everyone who came across the story fell in love with it and wished to have an amazing story like her. She became the best story writer and won many awards and she was invited to different occasions. Her dream finally came to pass.

_*]: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">

No regrets. Then I saw it: a folded note on the nightstand with my name on it. I reached for it, heart thudding a little too fast. Kitten, You were incredible. Thank you for letting me be your first. I meant what I said. One night. But I won’t forget you. Shawn. My eyes dragged over the messy handwriting again and again, each pass sinking heavier in my chest. He could’ve waited, at least until I woke up, not slipping out like he was never here at all.

Nicholas woke up with a start, though the morning was quiet, golden light filtering across his bedroom. He hadn’t truly slept. His body had lain down, yes, but his mind had circled Genevieve like a hawk all night. The way her shadow had crept into his life again, the way Cassie’s laughter seemed more fragile lately, the unspoken danger in the air—it was all piling in his chest. He swung his legs over the bed and reached for his phone, scrolling to a number he hadn’t dialed in months.

How she had moaned and whimpered with each of his touches and kisses, and with every thrust of his manhood between her legs. She couldn’t even remember what time they had finished, but he hadn’t stopped until he was fully spent. Carefully and hurriedly, Lilliane got off the bed despite the soreness between her legs, afraid to wake the stranger. She searched for the dress he had stripped off her the night before. She quickly put it on, never taking her eyes off the man, who was still fast asleep. She watched to make sure he didn’t wake up. Once she had her dress on, she realized how scandalous it looked. There was no way she could walk out of the hotel dressed like that!

I make a quick trip deeper into the woods and work out the kinks in my legs. When I come back, I steal a sip of Nia’s whiskey to warm my chest. She stirs in silence. I set the glass on the frosted ground and shove my hands up my jacket sleeves to warm my fingers. It’s a new moon, and the smattering of late November stars fade as we get closer to sunrise. Beyond the fire, black walnut trees loom high overhead, punctuating the stillness of the night with a jarring thump each time the wind knocks an overripe nut free from its moorings.

No matter how willing they were to feel each other, some invisible manacles were there, holding both of them apart. The sky was dark but still belonged to the morning, as it was an early hour striking 3 am on the time measuring tool. A deafening silence was filling the vacuum of that busy road, carrying no one else than those two bodies, which might be each other’s, but was no more than a stranger to it. No car could be seen passing by, as if the road has blocked itself to give time to these strangers crying their hearts out inside, but have nothing to utter outside, even if it is a sob. Though the illuminating lights were so bright, ready to compete with the sun, the world of these souls ca

"Landon, I'm sorry. I have to take care of something. Wait for me here tomorrow night, I have a surprise for you." After she left, I was left alone with the lingering sensation of her touch. I was so close... But there was always tomorrow. I was hardly immune to her teasing. My thoughts were consumed by her, and I could hardly contain my anticipation for tomorrow night. As I stepped out of the break room, I saw Dr. Vincent McCartney. I was taken aback. Why was he working the night shift? His name wasn't on the schedule. "Dr. McCartney?" He smiled at me. "Dr. Weasley, working the night shift's tough, huh?"

Hello, everyone, I am Nite Lucent, the writer of the book. Thanks for reading my book His Love. I have enjoyed writing it and I hope you loved it too. Everyone who has read the book knows how there was an atrraction and infactuation between Michael and Riley. So, now, I have decided to write the story with Michael Whitaker and Riley Bianchi as main characters and the sequel will revolve around their lives and Jordan and Adrian's ofcourse. I hope you will read it and love it too. The book2 will go live from November. I look forward for your responses, reactions and thoughts about the book. You can also read my other stories. To know more about my works, follow me on Instagram @NiteLucent.