Nights X Sonic Novels & Stories

“Come over tonight.” I hesitate. “I have early practice tomorrow.” “You always have early practice,” she says. “That’s not a real excuse anymore.” “It’s still a valid one,” I mutter. “Hope.” Something in her voice shifts. Softer. More serious. I look at her.

The city blurred below them, neon streaks bleeding into the night. “Seven nights,” Damien growled, teeth scraping Kai’s shoulder. “Seven nights of this tight hole squeezing me like it never wants me to leave. Tell me you’ve been counting too.” Kai’s head fell back against Damien’s shoulder, ice-blue eyes half-lidded. “Every fucking hour. I turned down three guys tonight just waiting for you to walk in.”

But Damian’s words last Night echoed in my mind, filling me with a newfound sense of bravado. I felt like I could take on the world. After all, I owed no one any obligations—except maybe to Damian and Nora. As I stepped out of the café, the crisp evening air wrapped around me like a familiar embrace. I pulled my phone from my pocket, the screen lighting up with a message that made my heart flutter just a bit. “Want to meet up?” It was from Coco.

"I could perhaps try other days but it can be difficult. They hold other classes and the charwomen stay later." "Tomorrow then. Friday," Julian said smoothly. "And should you get any other days you will no doubt find me or I will find you. One or the other," He offered a smile and gave a slow nod as a farewell gesture, backing away into the shadow, his voice echoed as he departed. "Remember the music, remember to embrace it to you..." Noelle sat watching the shadows settle and, as his muscles started to ache, wondered if he had simply imagined the strange encounter. Julian had vanished as only a phantom could and the unearthly music, while it still sang in his mind, seemed too fantastic to b

After work, the team split into three cars and headed to Nocturne, the largest nightlife club in Liono City. Not far away, a black sedan cruised past the parking lot outside the club. Through the open window, Chris glanced up and watched the group disappear inside. His expression was calm, but his eyes were dark and unreadable. His fingers tapped lightly against the armrest.

Maybe the little exertion that happened last night with my phantom helped ease the alcohol out of my system. Now my nights are just getting exciting, and I am already looking forward each time I go to bed, knowing that someone’s going to crawl under my sheets and make me feel good. Damn, I sounded like a lunatic. No, I am lunatic. My phone suddenly rings on my side table, and I casually let the blanket falls off. Not caring about my naked body as I reach for it and answer without looking at the screen. “Cara, are you okay now?”

“Enjoy over there, Luna. I will be coming to pick you up tomorrow morning. I had a nice day, but I am exhausted from work. I will be going to bed now.” “Okay, Mummy. I love you!” “I love you more, my light.” Sonia gets on the phone. “I will call you once we find something. Lock your window too.” “They’re already locked.” “Check them again.” That evening, she calls back before I’ve slept, though I never actually slept. It was one of the nights I missed family and felt the pangs of loneliness. The phone lights up my ceiling at exactly 5:55 in the morning.

“Here you go,” Xion gave Sierra a glass of beer. Right now, it was already night time and soldiers usually just relax and sharpened their weapons. Also, it had become a familiar sight that Sierra would spend her time with Xion, without butting their heads with each other.

Because I spent a long time at the market, it was late when I got home. The sun has set on my bumpy road. Good thing there was a lighted post so I could still see the road. It was very quiet and I could only hear crickets. A tricycle suddenly stopped by my side. It's Domeng! "Are you going home Aurora? Get on." I smiled and nodded. "Thank you Domeng! It's tiring to walk." I took a breath and entered the tricycle. I heard crickets and the sound of the leaves of the trees colliding because of the violent wind, it seemed like it was going to rain. Looking at the road without lights made me nervous. Only thick trees on the side and long grass.

The voices intensified as a beam of light lit up Jeremy on a higher stage. The rhythm he played started soft and slow but little by little the drums intensified. When the symbols crashed, a platform rose onto the stage with Kyung Jiho on it. Hae Mina grinned when she saw the white slivers light up under the black lights. On the back of Kyung Jiho's shirt was his name and on the arm was the Nightide emblem. The drum's symbols crashed and the next instrument joined. One by one, Nightide appeared on the stage with their parts. Hae Mina knew this was not her song to come in on because she had never been given a part.