Night Road 소설 & 이야기

“Oh?” “Yes. The darkness from beyond night itself wishes bad things, don’t you know?” Ralta smiled. “Then we shall crush them and their hairy pets. This time, we will be ready and will be coming for them. I do so detest being the southbound end of a northbound female dog.” ***

I scoffed as he left me tripping, and I had to inhale deeply to get myself back together. I turned and went after him. I remembered to grab a large touch light. Yes, we had our night vision, but we were only going to use it when necessary since it was not the same colour as normal sight. Nathan was waiting for me in his car. He pulled the door open for me, and I got in before getting behind the wheel. The guard on the night shift pulled the doors open for us before we drove out of his home. It was not long before we were speeding down the highway of Dark Wood Pack.

: 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.

The night continued. *

"Alright, Josh. We can go now." Turning off all the lights, Andrea locked the door behind her and we were off in only a few minutes. By the time we were in the car, the hotel was about a half an hour away from here. Downtown was full of dangerous people at this time of the night, but of course, it didn't bother me one bit. Andrea was still sniffling. I handed her a tissue from my glove compartment and she took it. Suddenly, the cell phone Mario gave me rang.

Nicholas The darkness here is complete. There’s no light pollution this far from Sinistral, an hour away from any town in any direction. That darkness is only broken by headlights in the very far distance. Snow is coming down hard. You’d have to be a fool to drive the winding, narrow road along the cliffs tonight.

No wonder, I’m being called names, oh God, I really am I gold digger. “Everything will be fine, I just need to take you to see my parents and the board of directors at the company and all will be good, Capiche.” Ethan reasoned. “ Capiche? I’m not going to see your parents! I don’t think you understand, I’m just a secretary in an almost bankrupt company, nobody knows me. I like that nobody knows me, and now I’ll never be able to buy hotdogs on the street or have silent walks in the park or even take the bus without being started at - best case scenario, I’ll never know peace again!!” I erupted and he flinched, now I felt bad, this wasn’t his fault alone.

Rowan covered me closely from behind as we got back into the car. He drove while music hummed through the speakers. I rode a pulse of excitement and dread. Rowan was never up to anything tame. The car finally stopped and my heart doubled when I realized we were heading underground. The vibe was all danger and promise. “Where is this?” I asked as Rowan lent me a hand to come out of the car. “Don’t worry. You will like it,” he said. “It’s called the Dark Night.” “Dark Night? But it’s three in the afternoon,” I said as I checked the time again to be sure.

“You ever gonna tell me why a guy like you spends every night chasing a bartender instead of some polished socialite who matches your bank account?” Kai Lennox asked, voice low and teasing as he straddled Damien’s lap on the wide leather couch in the penthouse living room. It was well after midnight on Night Twelve, the city lights twinkling far below the rain-streaked windows like distant stars. Kai was naked, thighs spread wide over Damien’s hips, his phoenix tattoo still glistening with a faint sheen of sweat from their first round against the entryway wall.

“Broken night?” Janice questioned. She had been led in as usual, and sat, still cuffed, across the table from Byron. “Hmm?” Byron looked at her, appearing confused. “That's what my mom used to call it when nightmares or something kept waking you up— a broken night.” “Oh,” now he began to understand. “Yeah, it looks like you had one.” “You could say that for sure.” “That's okay, I did too. I was dreaming about Lacey all night, Lacey and that damn snake.”