Night Riders Novels & Stories

Nathan was sitting down anxiously in the passenger seat of Matt's black SUV pickup truck as they drove through the back roads of the EastEnders pack’s territory. There were multiple trucks with beds filled to the brim with fierce claw Pack wolves, as well as numerous motorcycles as they led a mini caravan of warriors, ready to fight for the release of their Luna. With the bright light of a full moon, Nathan was able to make out the edges of a deteriorating old building through the trees and grabbed Matt's arm.

♪♪ Lily - Alan Walker, K-391, Emelie Hollow ✿✿✿ Los Angeles, USA, 2019 NIGHTS are so peaceful but mysterious. People take the opportunity of killing, kidnapping, smuggling and doing so many illegal things at night because it's not tumultuous at all. Also people throw most of the parties and peaceful events at night. Every night holds a mystery because of its darkness and opaqueness. I love nights for its mysterious but so clam ambience. No tumultus, no noise, no yelling, no beating and no fear. It's just so tranquil.

He took it way too far. But who am I kidding? For someone who could send a serial killer to my house, he could literally do the impossible at this point. I run a hand through my hair as I get to bus station. I could not stop pacing back and forth as I waited for the bus. Too far Drake. Too far. The ride home took so long that I took a nap on the bus. There was a lot of traffic for reasons best known to the universe. Today has not just been good at all and it’s barely noon. I could not sleep all through the night because I was scared for Auntie Claudia and I had to watch her sleep. I only slept a hour and thirty minutes after auntie Claudia left and I couldn’t sleep again.

“You’re not making a deal with Lucas. You’re making one with me. And if you don’t, well, I hope you like cats.” “What do you want?” “First, you need to make a charitable donation to FONTA, anonymously, of course. We don’t want people thinking you went and did something nice.” The Friends of the Night Association, or FONTA for short, is an organization that promotes human-vampire relationships, both personal and professional. “And the size of the donation needs to be at least half of the amount you sold me for.” My father does his best not to recoil from the thought of doing anything to help FONTA. “What else?”

--- That Night The moon hung high and full, its light a ghostly silver as Aria rode through the ancient forest toward the ruins of the Eclipse Temple. The shadows stretched long, whispering secrets through the leaves. Nia rode beside her, stoic and watchful, with three elite warriors flanking their path. The ruins appeared as a circle of broken pillars wrapped in ivy, the remnants of a temple that had not been touched in centuries. As they dismounted, the wind shifted, and Aria felt something stir beneath her skin—like a memory returning after lifetimes asleep.

**Ryder** Luca and I cruised a while through the city. The yellow streetlights lining the roadway brightened and dimmed every time I passed by one. The streets are busy, but eerie at this time of night. Beings who look like humans but could be something else walked the sidewalks. I know they can’t be up to anything good in these back alleyways. I know these fuckers, and they aren’t good. Rapists, drug peddlers and lords, gangs, and thieves. The sight of them has me clenching my fists hard on my hand grips. They have a bad habit of giving me a menacing look as I roll by them. It’s a look that makes me want to have them bite the curb as I kick in the backs of their skulls. I try to control tha

He gestured toward the passenger window. I turned and followed his gaze. Parked a couple of spaces away, hidden in the shadows behind a concrete pillar, was a motorcycle. It was a black sport bike, as out of place as could be among the fancy cars of the hotel. “A ride?” He asked. He was offering me a motorcycle ride. The president of Night Reaper was offering me to sit behind him. I looked at the bike, then back at him. My heart skipped a beat. The wind. The speed. Just like that night.

He knew that when the sun dipped below the horizon and night fell, she would head for that water. ​Ethan would not stop in his quest for the book Scarlett held, and Alex would do whatever it took to keep her safe... even if it meant breaking the laws of the pack. ​As night fell, a profound silence blanketed the camp while everyone slept. With careful steps and knowing glances, Scarlett and Leslie slipped out of their tents, heading toward the lake under the starry sky. They didn't realize that, from a distance, a large wolf was following them through the shadows. It was Ethan, who had decided to watch Scarlett from his lupine form, his eyes fixed on his target.

Even though it was late, there was a busy crossroad ahead of Jo, and she knew she was going to have to at least bring her bike to a low throttle, if not stop completely, in order to safely make her way across what used to be an Interstate Highway. Since the Vampires had basically claimed much of this part of town, most of the humans who lived here didn’t ever come to these parts, or if they did, they did so in the daylight. Still, no matter who or what was driving the cars up ahead, there were more of them than Jo had collectively seen in the last few minutes since this was a major artery that cut through the center of Denver, so she couldn’t rush into oncoming traffic despite the fact that

My Nightmare Natty's POV It was morning already and last night was a long night. I never knew he was that insatiable.I lot count as to how many times we did it. Thinking about it, I smiled. I looked over to him and smiled more. He was still sleeping like a baby. I tried standing up but I felt pain in my thighs. I tried again but I just groaned. My groaning woke him up,he was baffled and asked. "Baby are you alright..."he asked in a husky voice.