Night Lord Omnibus Novels & Stories

I wait til I hear feel the cold air drifting into the kitchen and the soft sound of a door closing before glancing into the hallway again. Through the doors glass I could see Embers back to me. The left side of her body was eliminated white from the moon and her hair looked like silver threads as they hung down her back. Creeping towards the door she shifts and a second later a see a silvery gold wolf dashing across the snow, her body low as she ran.

My first night here he lost his temper with me because I wouldn't stop crying. He didn't hurt me but he yelled at me to shut the fuck up and told me that if I didn't he would lock me in the dark until I did. I was only fourteen and had just lost both my parents. Fucking prick. It makes me hate him more every time I think about it. Damion wasn't but a few years older than me but he was the head of one of the biggest mafia families this side of New York.

It had been a week after the incident, and it wasn't like Diaz to have such trouble finding his prey. "I'm going to go collect the gang." Enrico interrupted, getting out of his chair. "I'll be back later." * "Uh oh," I began, noticing the fuel meter on the truck we had stolen in the parking lot was reaching empty. "We're running out of gas, Andrea." She loomed over and saw that the meter was falling lower and lower. It was only 1:30 and we had been driving for just over an hour, but we already were running low. When we had stolen the truck in the first place, it was only one-third full.

Dark of Night Copyright 2019 Emily Goodwin Chapter One “What do you see when you look at this one?” The doctor holds up a card, showcasing an ink splotch that’s twisted and creepy, with eyes that follow you no matter where you go. I look at it, heart hammering away inside my chest. The mess of ink on the white paper reminds me of the monster that lurks in Nana and Papa’s basement, the one that tried to get Abby and Scott to go downstairs with it.

I didn’t get into college, so I took a job driving a city bus. Once I finished training, I started working the night shift with Uncle Tim. He had always been the kind of guy who followed every rule. But that night, he wouldn’t let me pick up a single passenger. He even made me keep the bus dark the entire route. Uncle Tim died shortly after that incident. A few days later, someone told me something that made my blood run cold. Uncle Tim had actually been dead for quite some time. So who the hell had been riding with me that night?

" I asked again. He nodded and I got out of the car without another word then tiptoed along the wall where their were shadows until I reached the parking lot. Taking out the paper, I started writing using the moonlight when I noticed the pen was red. I pulled out the sharp tip and blew some pressure to the bottom making ink drip out before painting a bold ugly message on the paper. "I am coming for you, " I scribbled in red ugly handwriting before at the apartment again. His lights were on meaning he was inside. I tiptoed up the stairs and slowly pinned the paper to his door with chewed bubble gum and knocked. He came out and must have looked around before clicking his tongue. I was hanging

She looked around and saw no one. Instead she came face to face to the street view. She held onto the bannister and lazily leaned on them as she gazed at the dark silhouettes in the night. Their apartment building is located in a secluded part of their town and on the far front is the Alterax woods. The trees lined up in front with some infested with fireflies making them look shimmering.

"Look at all of theses faces, Ms. Spitz. They are all key members of the team that you'll be joining. They will get up to speed with our current project. Staffers, this is Livia. She will be joining our team on this current project. She will be my supporting assistant. There are guards as well, but there is no need for introduction of them. They don't respond to names." I was confused by his casual demeanor when talking about the need for guards. That wasn't exactly in the project description that I had read in the email I had been forwarded. The group walked down the hallway that was very bare bones with only a strip of yellowing overhead lights guiding our way. It was dystopian f

Now a once-whole blue planet floated with just particles of itself as it drifted across this dark, lifeless plain. In a different plane lied a primordial creature of the night finding solace in the eternal night that plagued his castle, the whistle and Chimes of fate had stirred his old blood awake. He knew that times were finally changing, and it seemed he had to get back to the game. "I wonder how Netherndel is faring, it's time I get back" his deep red eyes shone with a dangerous glint as he looked across the darkness, his eyes seemed to bypass the veil between planes for his gaze had a godly presence that came with it.

Lastly, he would do what it took to continue to have his pull over the immortal world. “What did it look like?” Elias pushed to his feet, slowly. “War. It looked like war.” His gaze dropped to his feet, before locking on Elias. “We need to send a spy for that chimera that was here earlier. She threatened to bring war.” “Did Lily show her to you?” “Not exactly, but she was there. Her visions are so in-detailed.” Donte shuttered.