Noctis Novels & Stories

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.

This can’t last forever. *** Coit I haven’t had the opportunity to visit the Nightstone Pack that much. Their territory is called Nightfall and is one of the furthest from Moon Grove. It takes hours to drive to their location near the mountains. They border on the territory of one of the vampire kingdoms, Sardonia.

Lucius squinted at one slab after the other. Porcius taunted him. “You won’t be able to read any of that etched markings.” “I know,” Lucius replied, not making eye contact with him. Porcius continued, “Ever see anything like that by the mouth of Ostia?” “No,” Lucius admitted. “Ah Ostia,” Porcius lamented like he loved the port to the sea. “The bottom end of the toilet bowl that is Mare Nostrum. That musta been fun growing up in that smelly place.”

My name was Adriana Browne, and I worked as a private piano tutor who would travel to students' homes. I was also a woman in my 30s, navigating the complexities of life and desire. My husband, Trevor Chambers, was great in bed. Even so, his age was starting to catch up with his stamina. He could no longer satisfy me the way he used to, and there was a quiet emptiness and longing that lingered in me. At first, the need only crept up on me at night. However, I gradually craved being intimate even during the day.

Although his memory was usually sharp, he had forgotten because that conversation was insignificant. “I remembered because I happened to know the meaning of Noctis. It means ‘night’ in Latin, right?” Gia asked. Raven nodded. “Very clever, Haze. Noctis is a name I chose because it suits my name. Night, and I’m black, Raven.” Besides meaning a black crow, Raven could also simply mean black. “Why did your parents choose a name that means black? Usually, other parents would choose white or something pure.” Raven laughed. “Our name choices are indeed unconventional.”

ORION The alarm horns tore through the estate before the guard could even finish speaking. One second Lenora stood beside me on the balcony, her hand still caught loosely in mine, and the next the entire lower courtyard erupted into chaos. Wolves shouted across the grounds while heavy bells rang from the watchtowers, sharp and violent enough to rattle the stone beneath our feet. “The Noctaris have breached the northern border!” The guard collapsed fully onto the floor after forcing the words out, blood spreading beneath his arm as panic swept through the corridor behind him.

“And don’t underestimate Elliot. He may have been born from a lower-ranking pack, but he’s ruthless and sharp. He’ll sniff out Cecil the moment she crosses the threshold unless we remove her scent entirely.” Cecil raised a brow. “And how exactly do we do that?” Mason’s eyes darkened with purpose. “I know someone... who owes me a debt that I won’t soon forget.” He turned to Julian. “We’ll lay low at Noctis tonight. I’ll book the suite on the way.” Julian nodded, stepping on the gas. ********** The Noctis Palace Hotel loomed like a fortress of luxury and secrets. Positioned at the cross-section of four pack borders, it was more th

Her back was rigid as if she was walking into battle and not just a date. I let my arm drop, tossing my keys to the valet before falling into step beside her. Selene’s eyes lifted to the sign above the entrance, letters cut in gleaming brass, washed in a golden glow: Noctis. The building stretched upward—entirely glass, pulled taut over sleek black frames. It was a two-storey building built on the quieter edge of town. She stared up at it and I was sure I didn’t imagine the awe on her face.

Erida didn't leave the coral capital, bearing the burden of ruling with her father (often instead of him). On her sixteenth birthday, Nocté gave herself a human and now, lying on her side, watched his heaving chest. The neckline of the shirt revealed swarthy skin with dark curls of hair, a firm chin turned out to be prickly with stubble, gray hair stood out on the temples, sand and small shells stuck to bare heels (auntie rarely cleaned in the grotto, although she could move freely on the ground on two legs). Nocté was left to crawl on her stomach, raking garbage into the net and tossing it to the shore. The man breathed with a whistle, opened his cracked lips and went into a coughing fit:

"You... what are you doing? Why are you here together and..." Gavin seemed lost for words, seeing me and Adam so close in front of the room. "What's wrong, Brother?" asked Catherine, who was equally surprised to see Adam in front of my room. "Adam, where have you been? I was looking for you all night because you didn't come home. Did you just come home or what?" asked Catherine, looking at Adam. "I-"