Nightlight Oc Novels & Stories

Then a thought occurred to me. “Did they start now?” I asked. It was already dark. They shouldn’t have only moved out now. Every invocate knew that the night wasn’t their friend. Shifters had night vision, and so they held the advantage at night. Invocates won’t scout at night as their first option. “Ermmm.” Oisin had an awkward smile on his face. “They actually left since.” He said.

I let out a slow breath as I focused on the scenery around us. After spending my first night in Godric, I discovered that there is no sun in the underworld. The northern lights change colours with the time of day, but there is always a night sky and twinkling stars above. When I asked Balthazar about it, he told me it was because some demons are night dwellers, and the sunlight can kill them. These demons were the ones who usually ran the shops and kept order in the underworld, while the others went out and collected their debts and made deals. At first, I was unsure how I felt about never seeing the sunlight, but the night sky always called to me. It was my safe place, and I didn't understa

somethings that have an eerie feeling and with each of their touch, I feel it, and things like this are terrified of one thing. Light. So I reach out to my powers and slowly, light slips out of my body. Growing brighter and brighter at each pacing second. I hear her giggle behind me. “The thing I like about my nightlings is that they aren’t affected by any type of light.” “I never said that it was what I wanted.” I close my eyes tight, only for me to hear shrieks and I laugh. “Bright light hurts the eyes.”

Liora demanded, her voice quivering. The figure's lips curled into a sinister smirk. "You may call me Nocturna. And dear guardians, you're too late." She held up an obsidian mirror, its surface rippling like liquid, revealing distorted visions of Meranthia's landscapes being engulfed in darkness and chaos.

In the initial announcements, the organizers only mentioned the 5 most basic prizes, the potential prizes were not mentioned, could this award be added right away? But now that doesn't matter anymore. Tinh Ngoc carefully read every word on the information board, until seeing her name appear there, Tinh Ngoc thought she was dreaming. Turns out her passion has been recognized and paid off? Her work is called "darkness", on the whole the work is covered with a dark color. However, in that endless darkness, in that dark vicious circle, there is still a ray of light that carries a powerful force, illuminating the whole space. Those dark shadows represent her uncertainty and uncertainty when she r

I typed a quick 'Okay' and hit send, my thumb shaking slightly. The next few days were a blur of classes, fake smiles for Nova, and dread building up inside me. When Friday night came, I changed into my Eve outfit – the black wig, the heels, the dress that shimmered with every movement. My disguise. It used to feel like an escape. Now, it felt like a uniform for a different kind of prison.

She wouldn’t let it. She inhaled deeply, trying to center herself. “You’re tense,” the Lycan said, his voice smooth, deep, and teasing. “I don’t enjoy being watched by an entire room,” she replied coolly, her gaze skimming the crowd. All eyes were on them. He smiled. “Then I suppose I should introduce myself, give them something to talk about. I’m Knox. Knox Green, Alpha of the Southern Lycan Pack.” “Lydia. Heiress of the Moonglade Pack,” she replied, matching his tone.

Night said nervously. “Calm down no they won't, I'm going to take some of the potion the protector has for the pups. I will get a small amount and use my powers to replicate it, once we get to Louisiana no one will even know we're there. So don't worry we are only going to be there for a day or so, we will be long gone before you know it.” Obsidian said to his brother trying to calm Night down. “Obsidian, Night where are you? We're heading out now, meet us at the SUV.” Makahi mind linked the brothers The Alpha mind linked them. “We're on the way Alpha.” They both answered. “Come on we must go, everything will be fine, trust me.” Obsidian said pushing his brother out the door. Night was still

But the last healer had been the same way and yet she turned out to be quite a bitch. “What is your name?” I asked. “Florence, your majesty. Florence of the Nightlight pack,” she replied. I cranked an eyebrow at her. The Nightlight pack were known to be very peaceful people, living just by the coast of the southern border of the country. Unlike the Silvermoon pack, they were much easier to communicate with. “My guard tells me you are quite an experienced healer.” Florence chuckled before looking at me. “Well. You could say that,” she said.

The black lingerie that was originally in the closet, I took after cleaning the body in the bathroom. The smell of soap residue so thick, a mixture of sandalwood and rose flowers so attached. Both my eyes looked at the lingerie in front of me; then I decided to wear it exactly at 21:00. I don't intend to leave the room after this anyway because the day has been full of activities, and tonight, I intend to go to bed early. Yes, all the lingerie fit me well. But the black color looks better and makes my skin look even fairer. I quickly put on the thigh-length outfit.