Nightingale Book Novels & Stories

Christopher and Night Rider were used to Neil’s lack of modesty but both Emile and Abbey had a stunned expression before Abbey stuttered “You mean, he is….. he is going to die?” Neil “” She didn’t wait for anyone to respond and rushed forward following the orderlies that were wheeling an unconscious Night Wing. She didn’t manage to catch up till they shifted him to the bed in his room. She rushed forward tears streaming down her cheeks. “Can you wake up?” Abbey sobbed as she tugged him. Night Wing was just coming off the anaesthetics when he heard the muttering. He was familiar with this voice. He felt a bit disoriented due to the aftereffects of the anaesthetics, but he knew this voice…. It

Doc, please come here," says the narrator. When I finally caught up with her, a teenage girl was crying into her phone, which I photographed. She mumbles something and then looks at me. In many respects, she reminds me of Yhra. "A-ate, please assist us," she shouted out as she observed her mother, who was lying on the bed with dextrose in her eyes. Her mother had perished as a consequence of a gunshot wound to the shoulder. I'm not sure how her mother is doing; she appears to have lost a substantial quantity of blood during the treatment, which is troubling. "Please, the curtains," I begged my nurse as she led me out to the window curtain.

I'll act as if I never met him, and although I have a little person growing in my womb reminding me that he existed at some point in my life, I'll strive to forget him and concentrate solely on my life, on my child. A nurse comes out of the gynecologist's office and calls my name. I set aside my thoughts and stand up with Alexa to follow the nurse into the room. As we enter, the doctor greets us cordially. "Good day. Please take a seat." We take our seats in front of her desk. My hands start to sweat. I'm nervous, not sure why. "Calm down, I'm here with you," Alexa whispers when she notices my restless hands. She holds them and smiles at me.

Probably, yes… “Good afternoon, Ma’am, Sir. I just need to inject medicine into your daughter’s IV,” said the nurse who came in. “May I see the medicine?” Gideon’s voice was emotionless and full of authority, giving the nurse no chance to say no. He extended his hand. “I was in the military and medical field for years.” “No problem, Sir.” The nurse gave Gideon the medicine bottle which the latter checked. He nodded after a few moments. Silence enveloped the entire room as the nurse approached the IV attached to Summer’s hand.

- she said to herself, rubbing eyes lightly with her hand. After all, Nadir had spent all her life in the Underworld, and to feed she would always go out at night, returning before sunrise, so she was not used to it, and the sun's rays striking her eyes were not pleasant. Nadir got up and pulled the blinds all the way down, then folded the couch she slept on and stowed the sheets in it.

It had its sharp claws pinning her down and its teeth burried in her neck. When the beast was done draining her blood, it turned to look at Kelvin and Patrilia, ruffling its furs. Karen woke from the floor, jumped on it, and pinned it to the ground. Using the last energy she had, she ripped its heart out, and they all watched as it writhed in pain, dying slowly. "Miss Milburn." Karen struggled to open her eyes when she heard two different voices filled with concern calling her from far away. "Miss Milburn." The voices called again. What she could see were only blurry figures.

"No..." I was awakened by soft whimpers coming from somewhere nearby. Slowly, I opened my eyes and was greeted by the darkness of the room, lit only by a small lampshade. I wasn’t used to sleeping in such darkness. I got up, slipped on my slippers, and stepped out of the room, curious about where the whimpering was coming from—it sounded like someone was in distress. I was about to go downstairs when I noticed Ravi’s door wasn’t fully closed. I walked toward it slowly, intending to shut it, when I heard something from inside.

I saw the bedroom door closed with a slight slam that made me jump in surprise. With difficulty, I got down from the bed and leaned against my bedroom door to listen to them. I was curious what Adam and Catherine would discuss. But when I pressed my ear to the door, I heard Catherine screaming loudly. "Let me go! That hurts!" From her scream, I could picture Catherine's eyes blazing with rage. Her hands may have even been shaking as she glared sharply at Adam. That's how I remembered Catherine's angry outbursts. I listened again, now I could hear Adam's voice replying after a few silent seconds. I could make out Adam's low but trembling voice, like he was struggling hard to keep his anger fr

The sound was suppressed and aggrieved, even louder than my brother’s. “Wah… what kind of sin did I commit…” She wailed, her voice leaking through the gaps between her fingers. “I stayed up so many nights just so you could have a new sweater for the holidays. My hands are covered in calluses from knitting it. “And for a single chicken wing, just a single chicken wing, you treat me like this. Emily, where is your conscience?” She cried so hard she could barely catch her breath, as if she had suffered a terrible injustice.

Dad grabbed the nurse, throwing her out of the room alongside himself. "Well-done, Emily, you have accomplished your mission." A sinister scent emerged, a wicked laugh echoing across the room. The once blue sky was now a mixture of black and white with the moon reflecting its radiant image. Wails filled the air as a ray of light fell from the sky, hitting a mountain on the other side of town. I groaned, wincing as my hand was scorched by the flaming book. The pages settled, words in red appearing on the pages. "Strigoi, Nosferatu, Jiangshi…"