Nightfall Crossword Novels & Stories

"Starlight, meet Skyline. All the videos you watched about performance and how to put on a show were made by her. She's the best in this city, whether people like it or not." Her hazel eyes open wide, her mouth spreading out into a grin. "No way! Ok, so I totally won't fangirl here, but OMG!!" She screeches and the bitter bitch turns around like she has something to say. She looks familiar, but I can't place her under all the makeup and glitter. She decides not to speak though, instead pushing past us to leave for the night. We were the last act of the night, the finale so to speak. Proabably took her spot and she's salty.

She knelt down, brushing aside the debris to reveal a small, ornate box. “What’s that?” Dylan asked, his brow furrowing. Nicola opened the box carefully, revealing a piece of parchment covered in intricate symbols and a single word written in bold script: Nexus. “What does it mean?” Dean asked, leaning over her shoulder. Nicola mind linked to Marla with exactly the same question. “It’s a location,” Marla’s voice echoed in Nicola’s mind. “The nexus is where all the altars converge. Destroy it, and the grid will collapse completely.”

I shaked violently,as soon as I did, I felt him pour in me. He rolled off me ,mye became blurry.. "I love you Michael"I told him exhaustedly. I thought he didn't hear me...I just fell into a deep slumber. "I love you Natty" I heard him say but I was already asleep.

She got up in a rush from their king-size bed and looked at the time. The time was 1: 00 am. “Today is the 2nd day of July 2019. Game on, Brother. Game on, F-ing Moon goddess!.” “Why are you speaking to yourself, my beautiful vixen?”. Salvatore inquired, yawning and putting his curling midnight hair in place. Velda stood by their large window staring outside at the full moon, she felt the moon mocking her. A single tear fell from her eyes. Salvatore rushed over to her, hugging her from behind. He kissed her red hair, adjusted her luscious hair from the nape of her neck, breathed on it, and gave her light kisses on the neck to the collar bone.

Dale then continued asking him as he pointed every single part of the design, planning to irritate him. Amidst their noise was Yuna, trying to concentrate on reading every description and detail of the design to find what's wrong with it. 'Was the setup wrong all along or the mirrors? We should disassemble the telescope to see the---' She unexpectedly toppled the rod of the scroll, causing it to roll and fall on the stone floor. It continued to roll until it stopped, revealing something else to her. The silence managed to distract Dale and Zyair childish fight and turned to look at Yuna bending her knees while silently looking at the other information on the scroll. They approached her, only

Lucas narrows his eyes, he has never hear Douglas speak before. He must really be scared. " It is dangerous to travel in the dark", Tobi replies, he crouches on the ground and traces the dirts with his fingers. " indeed, traveling at night is very dangerous, we travel by day and hide by night", Tarah suggests, she picks the sharpened wood twirling around as her weapon. Lucas leans against the truck, he frown and glances at Emily. Smelling something awful, he glance around, sniffing the air.

The stars seem to be shinning brightly as night falls and the animals and insects of the night seem to come alive as darkness falls. At the end of the street I see movement, and I hear a loud grunt from over where Nick was tied. Suddenly there is a loud tearing noise, and then a loud scream. “Alex!” I hear Ash’s voice from down the street; I turn to where Nick was originally sitting and see the space vacant. Worry begins to build in my gut, and I see Ash come sprinting up the street.

Elara knew something had gone wrong before she even reached the first floor. Voices echoed through Nightfall House long before sunrise, too many footsteps, too many doors opening and closing, too many phones vibrating with incoming alerts. By the time she stepped into the lower hallway, one of the wall-mounted screens near the security office was already flashing territorial updates beneath the Nightfall crest. BLACKWATER BORDER LOCKDOWN ENTERS THIRD DAY RITUAL FOOTAGE LEAKS CONTINUE ACROSS REGIONAL FEEDS HOLLOW CREST REQUESTS FORMAL SACRED REVIEW

Stale air rushes out, smelling like piles of dead rats. “You are not going in there.” Kristy crosses her arms. “There’s no need and it’s probably full of asbestos or something.” “I’m not.” I crouch down, heart speeding up as I look inside. Closing my eyes, I hold out my hands and read the energy. It’s not like it was last night. Not at all. There are no vibrations from strong glamours. It doesn’t even feel haunted. It has a scar, like Nicole pointed out earlier, which happens when something dark and evil has tainted the aura of a specific place.