Noctis Novels & Stories

I heard Kevin yell into the phone. “Where’s here?” Jace asked him. “I’ll send you a location,” Kevin said. “And, Jace? Kai’s not invited anymore. He’s a Sinclair, and worse than that, he’s a Council Sinclair.” Kevin ended the call, and Jace looked at me. “I’m sorry, I don’t know why he’s like that,” Jace said, and I smiled at him.

Enthusiasm and courage are the words Nolan uses to describe Windy. Nolan smiled and nodded, "Then I'll hunt in the northeast." The two split up and ran in the chosen direction. But they never expected Ezra's enemies to have entered the forest long ago. The leader of the assassin group is a Wolf with a pretty special fur. It has a reddish brown coat that is different from the rest of the species. Next to it was a wolf with jet-black fur similar to Ezra. But if you look closely, you will see the difference between the two.

The man later followed her inside the car. “What’s your name?” he asked her when the driver started igniting the engine. “Ly— Rona. My name is Rona.” There was no reason for her to say her real name since she would only be with this man for one night. He stared at her for a few moments. She was even nervous because he might know that she was lying. But shortly after that, he finally nodded. “I’m Gideon.” He looked straight into her eyes, “and tonight, you are mine.”

I notice that his ears are perked up and he cocks his head as he tries to hear something over by the closet. Making him sit, I crawl out of bed to find out what is making that noise. The closer I come to it, the faster the scratching gets. Scared that it's some kind of animal in the wall, I hesitate because the last thing I need is a rat bite or a bat flying out from somewhere in the dark. Bubba barks louder and runs to my side. “Bubba sit!” I command, because if it is a rodent he might get bit. I don't want him getting rabies and there is no way of knowing what is exactly causing it.

As they stepped into the cool, damp air of the night, the rain had transformed into a light drizzle, misting the surroundings in a haze. The world outside felt lush and alive, yet ominous with an undercurrent of uncertainty. George led the way, Elora and Maya close behind, each step bringing them closer to a sanctuary that felt both like a refuge and a line crossed. "Stay close," George advised, casting a watchful glance over his shoulder. "We don't know who might be watching."

she says as she stretches a little. “It’s the best morning” I reply. I know how cheesy that was but I also don’t care. “Um, why can’t Lore feel Atari? Is she mad?” I ask bracing for the answer. I could not prepare for what she tells me “No it’s not that.” Nova says looking awkward “I haven’t been able to sense her since the rejection. It’s what I have been working on since I went back to the Kingdom. We believe there is a psychological condition that effects wolves when they have been rejected or had other psychological trauma that weakens their bond to each other. I’ve been studying the phenomenon. I’m actually at university now working on a way to fix it for all wolves that have this affli

said the soldier in the left. The soldier in the right nodded. “Yes. It’s the rule. Night time is dangerous for traveling, due to the different monsters roaming at the time. So we must insist you stay the night until tomorrow.” Jai tilted his head. “Huh. So there are nocturnal monsters here too, huh?” Darrion turned to him. “Nocturnal?” “Night time creatures. They’re active at night and sleep at day,” Jai explained. “Huh, a simple and cool word. Can I use that to coin them?” Darrion asked.

‘Soft the drowsy hours are creeping, Hill and dale in slumber sleeping, I my loved ones' watch am keeping, All through the night.’ Listening to the soft, loving voice, Nox finally stopped fighting his tiredness. “Goodnight, my love.”

But his Charger was his baby, just like my Harley was mine. I took the lead and River rode beside me, while Cruz followed us. So far, I didn't see any members of Nightshade or anything suspicious, but that wasn't to say that the threat wasn't there. But it was late, and Nightshade had probably finished patrolling for the night. One could only hope. But I refused to live my life in fear. We made a left turn, and the night was gorgeous. Hot already, even though it was nice. But wolf-shifters didn't feel the heat or the cold like humans. The stars were out, but the moon wouldn't be out again until the Summer Solstice in June.

With wide eyes, she looks up at mine, searching and probing. “You’re a Nero?” she asks in a breath. I nod, but realize that those listening can’t see it. “My name is Nova Ainsley. I grew up on Korpillion. I worked for Horne Energy, but for lunars before I escaped the planet, I was making illegal Neron weapons.” “The weapons maker?” Arden asks, and I can tell, her mind is reeling from all of the revelations.