Noctis Novels & Stories

Shrugging, I shook my head. Ikaris nodded, then glanced at the book. "Your parents were members of an ancient society known as Into the Night. They were a group of warriors hand-picked by the dark goddess herself to destroy all species. They were defeated by a group of warriors known as the Valerious, who joined forces with other vampires, witches, and werewolves. Together, they were able to contain the power that threatened to destroy everyone and everything," he paused for a moment before continuing.

I hissed, climbing onto Noctis’ back in one fluid motion. “I know where you are, little bird.” “And I swear…” “Whoever laid a hand on you will beg for death before I’m finished with them.” Noctis needed no command. With a thunderous beat of his enormous wings, he launched into the sky. But instead of flying north toward the battle… He folded his wings. And dove straight toward the black maw of the nearby canyon.

Orion nodded once, repeating the words as he held the new general's gaze. "For the North."

" Come from here she pointed, we need to trigger it without falling into the trap. I looked around, picked up a small rock from the floor, and hit the wall with it. Green arrows flew on the opposite wall. Well done, human, Noctis said, smiling. Weird, his stern face looked different. As we continued through the tunnel, Noctis dropped to the floor and touched it. Hugg my body, now, he said as he grabbed me to his chest and Nova, then Valira on his back and levitated, large snakes slithered underneath us.

The fog in Blackwood Glen had a habit of swallowing sounds, turning the evening into a claustrophobic dampness that clung to my jacket. I had been hiking the lower trails when I found it: a sleek, charcoal-colored cat with eyes like burning sulfur. It wasn’t meowing; it was simply sitting on a moss-covered stump, watching me with an intelligence that felt uncomfortably human. Around its neck was a delicate silver collar with a nameplate: Midnight. Below the name was an address just a mile down the trail.

he said, nodding toward a group of dark, star-shaped flowers glowing faintly. I looked at the flowers, brushing my fingers over a petal gently. “They’re beautiful.” “They’re called Noctis Tears,” he said. “They only grow in places soaked in old magic, like this castle.” I nodded slowly, gazing at the flowers with amazement. He didn’t say anything after that, and neither did I. We just walked through the garden in silence. When I glanced at him, he had a contented smile on his face. ‘I hope you know that we'll be coming back here to check out whatever the hell that was.’ Jade murmured.

A notification came at exactly 8:47 AM. Vespera was in the middle of having her hair pinned when Anne thrust the phone into her line of sight. The screen was bright showcasing the bond headline and a photograph beneath it that looked damning even before the caption could be read. "NIGHTINGALE'S REAL AUDITION: Inside Sources Reveal How City F's Newest Star Actually Landed Her Role." She took the phone, read it once and set it face-down without saying a word. The stylist's hands paused in her hair.

But in the distance north a new howl rose. Not Kai’s. Not Duskfang. Something older. Something watching.

A horrible growling sound echoed around the forest. Rogues.

Black as midnight. A phantom.