Nocturnal Wonderland Novels & Stories

The rustling leaves underfoot seemed to harmonize with the nocturnal symphony, the serenade of crickets and the distant hooting of an owl. My destination lay in the heart of this sylvan sanctuary—a lake hidden from the prying eyes of the pack, a sanctuary where moonlight danced on the water's surface. The legend spoke of a magical occurrence that unfolded at midnight, when the moon's reflection created a celestial path on the tranquil lake. A place where dreams took flight.

After dinner, Ares took her to the Land of Wonders, the tallest building in the Capitol, and he brought her to the rooftop where the entire City is widely seen. They waited until midnight for the fireworks. She forgot that yesterday was Sunday, and the same day, the City has its tradition of ending the weekend with a fireworks display and their sign to welcome the week with noise, for they believe that the more noise you make, the more money will be earned come to you. She heard a bark from Lunar, who jumped on her bed and wagging his tail, running towards her. Her eyes lit up when she saw the pup beaming with excitement. She missed this baby so much!

We would do that tonight if he wanted to. “Think of the Dreamworld as a living organism. People can go in and out of there without any problems as long as they behave the way that the world desires it to. It is hardwired into the world to desire it to remain hidden. It was a defense mechanism put in place once others began to covet it for its power. It sensed you as a threat because you were able to see it for what it truly was,” Dara explained. My eyebrows furrowed at that explanation. That did not entirely make sense though because I was not the only one who could see it and manipulate it.

That is the strangest thing I have ever thought in my life. That familiar itch starts to spread across my neck, down my chest to my stomach. It itches so bad, I pull up my shirt and when I do, I scream out into the empty dark room that is lit only by the moonlight and a single nightlight over by the entrance. Daring to look down again, I see that where I had just scratched, is a gaping wound and there is a maggot crawling out of it. I hear a noise from behind me and when I turn on my heels, I watch as the same man from before stands about a foot taller than I am and is staring right into my eyes. He opens his mouth and states, “You have finally awakened. Good.”

"The Celestial Bridge" In the quiet depths of the enchanted realm, beneath the celestial glow of the sacred tree, Luna found herself drawn to a revelation—a discovery that would unveil new horizons beyond the familiar borders of Nampa. This marked the beginning of "The Celestial Bridge." One moonlit night, as Luna wandered through the mystical woods, a shimmering portal materialized before her. The air itself seemed to resonate with ancient magic, and the portal radiated a celestial glow. Luna, guided by an instinct she couldn't quite explain, stepped through the luminous gateway.

They all worked together and soon everything looked to be done. The pack had grown so rapidly in these past few years. News got out about the pack that accepted everyone including Humans and soon Supernaturals and Humans were arriving at our doorstep in droves. The Supernatural Council even visited a few years ago. We were all nervous that they would order us to disband but we were pleasantly surprised to find that they were completely supportive of us. It didn't hurt that we had been giving out the antidote to the Nightmare by the truckload to anyone who needed it. Thankfully, all the babies that have been born in the last five years have been unaffected by the Nightmare as well as all the

"What the hell is going on? I don't know either." "Mahira, you must remember something, right? Can you explain everything to me? I really don't remember anything. I didn't go straight home last night because I was invited by my office friends to a bar to celebrate one of our friend's birthdays. I remember that I had a drink there, but after that, I don't remember anything anymore other than I felt calm that night," Adam explained. Adam's face was no less panicked. I could catch the honesty in Adam's eyes. I was sure Adam hadn't done this on purpose. But is it really true that he doesn't remember anything about what we did together last night?

My Nightmare Natty's POV It was morning already and last night was a long night. I never knew he was that insatiable.I lot count as to how many times we did it. Thinking about it, I smiled. I looked over to him and smiled more. He was still sleeping like a baby. I tried standing up but I felt pain in my thighs. I tried again but I just groaned. My groaning woke him up,he was baffled and asked. "Baby are you alright..."he asked in a husky voice.

She'd become so used to Nathan's nightly presence. Later, curled in bed, the distant howls sent a shiver through her. She pictured Nathan—his wolf form sleek and powerful, his paws pounding the earth. What does he look like? Her dreams answered. A black wolf, massive and dark as midnight, stood in the salt circle of her dream. It shouldn’t have been able to cross the line of salt—but it did, nuzzling her hip with a warmth that felt familiar. Rita woke with a gasp.

I looked over at him. "Auntie, where is Jacob?" "You’ll meet him where we’re going." "What? Is he there in your land?" Auntie didn’t answer. As expected, it took us almost four hours to travel before we could finally enter the town proper. It was almost midnight, and we were getting close to the land that Auntie had talked about. Even though the dark moon hasn’t come yet, we are already feeling its weak effects. It only happens once every 25 years, so Jasper and I, who are both younger werewolves, are experiencing it for the first time.