Nightlight Oc Novels & Stories

Cal watched the NARC teams pry boards off windows and doors so that they could enter. The noise of yelling, howling, and fighting echoed through the darkened openings. One thing the human police couldn’t get over were the flashlights that enforcers generally used. They weren’t the traditional white light flashlights, but a green light. With night sight being an issue, the green light caused less disruption when adjusting between light and no light for shifters at least.

“Should we send this together? Double prayers should be heard by Heaven without doubt, right?” “Alright.” ‘Let’s pray that we can always defeat darkness, and that those important to us stay safe and sound.’ The dark blue night was beautifully adorned by hundreds of lanterns floating higher and higher up to the sky. After he could no longer distinguish their lantern from the countless others above, Ler lowered his head, and noticed the bit of grass and dirt in her hair. It probably became that way when she was planting her flower seeds. He lifted his hand and brushed those things off her hair before he realized what he was going.

More and more dark clouds gathered, covering the village completely. It was as if Gemglass Village had been plunged into darkness, a stark contrast to its perfectly bright surroundings. Upon seeing this, the villagers stopped polishing their mirrors and cracked a few yawns, heading inside to get some rest. The people in the Eternal Sunshine Dimension followed the regular lifestyle of working after sunrise and resting after sunset. The only difference was that their sky was still bright after the sun had set. The Nightfall Well in Gemglass Village was able to create the illusion of nighttime, something that was considered a phenomenal sight in the Eternal Sunshine Dimension.

Everything was happening too fast. Too much in one day. The car eventually stopped in front of a large, dark building on the outskirts of the city. Unlike human institutions… The Nocturnal Order only operated at night. I took a deep breath before stepping inside. My heels echoed against the marble floor as we approached the front desk. A beautiful vampire greeted us with a polite smile. “How can I help you tonight?” “I’d like to register Samantha Cole as Luna of the Silverclaw Pack,” Zephyr said firmly.

She had already sprinted past the turnoff for her apartment building; leading these unknown killers to her safe house would be suicide. She needed to lose them in the dark, because if she failed to break their line of sight, she would likely end up as a corpse on an autopsy table by morning. The path ahead was pitch black, unlit by any city infrastructure, but her enhanced night vision handled the darkness without issue. Fortunately, she knew these back alleys like the back of her hand. Reaching the absolute end of the concrete maze, the narrow path finally opened up into the wide, brightly lit expanse of the multi-lane highway.

Even as a child I was one of the few that could see his aura. His grandfather arrived shortly after, scattering the children in fear. And from that moment forward, my world shifted. He brought me home. No longer Daya No Last Name, I became Daya Blackclaw — granddaughter to the Alpha of Blackclaw Pack, a pack famed for its powerful bloodlines. But Night was different. An anomaly. Unnaturally strong and fast, even before his first shift. Grandfather Jacob made it clear the moment I arrived that I was to remain by Night’s side at all times, even when he didn't want me around.

The safe house on the outskirts of Ocracoke was a "Logic-Blind" fortress of cedar and reinforced steel. Damian Cole had calibrated the "Zero-Point" sensors to detect any "Data-Stain" within a five-mile radius. But the system was designed to catch "Sovereign" drones and "Recovery Scouts"—it wasn't programmed to flag the "Analog" ghost of a father. Aria stood in the kitchen, her "Piercing Gray Eyes" tired from a night of "Recursive" nightmares. She was brewing coffee, the "Acoustic Noise" of the percolator the only sound in the "Iron Silence" of the morning.

I didn't tell Lian to leave me, and he did exactly what I instructed him. My chest clenched as I carefully sat down on the sofa in front of the transparent glass wall of my flat, where I could see the light below through the clear glass. Because there is no natural light in this room, it is quite dark. The only source of illumination is the moonlight.

The dark rose from the grave and in the remote area, outskirts of the Sunfort City, a cult appeared out of nowhere. All of them were wearing long black clocks, covering their heads and faces. As they all stood in the circle, one of them stepped forward and sat in the middle of the circle. The deserted place was abandoned for a long time and no one had ever thought of running through it. That place had become a home to a kind of creature, called The NightCrawlers.

Most attacks came under cover of night, which didn’t make a whole lot of sense to Jo when she stopped to think about it since Vampires could see almost as well in the dark as they could in the light, but since most of them did sleep at least a few hours per day, it would make sense to try to catch the majority of them while they were snoozing. In this case, there were plenty of Vampires standing guard to detect them the moment they attempted to breach the wall in front of the palace or come down the mountainside.