Nocturne Book Novels & Stories

🌹_______________ Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light 🌹_______________ I kept everything in order and swept the library with some other girls. I wasn't in a hurry, so I spent so much time there. Soon after, I was done I went to the counter to tell the lady I'm going. Senior David came in immediately and dropped a book on the counter for the lady. "You came to return the book, it's past school hours" she told him in a very harsh tone.

I had drunk several bottles of mineral water while on the bus. Therefore, I felt the urge to get up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom. When I groggily opened my eyes, I noticed that Kathleen wasn't in bed. On my way to the bathroom, I passed by the living room and saw a dim, red light flickering from the room next door. It was just the two of us at home—could Kathleen be in there? If it was her, what was she doing there this late at night?

“Humans can’t sense that, though.” “No, but the energy makes them uneasy. It’s like a natural defense mechanism that drives them away from anything supernatural.” Lucas nods, and Natalie looks up, relief on her face when she sees me. “Callie Martin, right?” She extends her hand to shake. “You own that cute little bookstore called Novel Grounds downtown, right?” “Right.” “That’s what I thought. I’ve been meaning to stop in and grab Erin Rylie’s latest book.” “We have it, and it’s good. I read it in one sitting.”

“Do I need to explain how not everything you read is true?” “It was an old textbook, not a mythical creatures website some sweaty fat dude runs out of his mother’s basement.” “Nice visual.” “I try to keep it real.” “You don’t want to go back to Thorne Hill yet?” Lucas asks. “Oh, I do. I miss it, but I don’t want to cause any trouble. Well, any more trouble.” I want to look through my Book of Shadow, which I left hidden in a magically locked box in my bedroom. It belonged to another witch before her death, and Tabatha gave it to me since I didn’t come from a long line of witches who had books to pass down generation to generation.

Moonlight spilled through the windows. Exhaustion weighed heavily upon her. Yet sleep refused to come. Too much had happened. Too many emotions. Too many questions. She walked onto the balcony. The city stretched below. Thousands of lights illuminated the darkness. A beautiful sight. For the first time, Castle Nocturne felt slightly less frightening. Still dangerous. Still strange. But not entirely terrible. A cool breeze brushed against her face. Then movement caught her eye. Far below. On another balcony. Lucien stood alone.

"Time of Darkness, excellent choice." She had a calm voice say from behind her and she almost jumped in her skin. She should have been used to this by now. They moved really quickly and their steps were usually silent. The intruder was right in front of her in an instant. Delice. Something twinkled in her eyes as her they roamed the book cover. "They were dark times indeed." Zezi looked at the cover, it was just a black hardcover with 'Time of Darkness' written in a large zig-zag red font.

A hidden compartment opened up behind the goblet, revealing a small book that looked untouched for years. Claude's heart raced with excitement as she pulled the book out of its hiding place. It was bound in leather and had gold lettering on its cover. She turned to Nuella, who had noticed the pendant's glimmer as well. "Look at this," Claude said, holding up the book. "I wonder what it contains." Nuella's eyes widened with curiosity as she took the book from Claude's hands. "Let's take this to my room," she said. "We can read it there."

- Aoi admitted, then took a deep breath, focusing again on the view beneath them. - You know what? You're right.- Miyuki finally spoke up, glancing at him from time to time.- The day can be tiring, especially when you have to interact with people, talk, solve any problems... At night it all fades away, gives you time to organize your thoughts. And in fact, many places look much more beautiful in the dark, or only lit slightly by street lamps.- she admitted with a slight smile. - You see? And I only showed you a small part of the charm that darkness has.- Aoi replied, looking at her.- There are still many things trapped in the dark that have beauty in them.- he added mysteriously, staring str

She lowered her eyes to look at the book in her hand and decided to read tomorrow, facingAmadeus’s unapproving gaze, she had no choice but to obliged anyway. “Fine, Goodnight Amadeus.” She fixed her side of the bed, placed the book to the side, and buried herself under the warmth of the quilt. “Goodnight little kitten.” Luna shut her eyes and grunted a reply. She did not expect that as the space beside her moved, Amadeus would pull up a stunt baffling her. He kissed her forehead and turned the switch of the lamp off so they can both sleep well. It was an unusually quiet night but both of them had a rather comfortable rest.

Heath said, carrying Aurora back to the bedroom. He laid her on the bed, took the book from her arms, and placed it on the nightstand. "Sleep well, we'll talk about this tomorrow." Aurora rolled over, covering herself with the blanket. Heath kissed her forehead. "Goodnight." "Goodnight," Aurora said with a sleepy smile, watching Heath leave the room. As soon as Heath was out of sight, Aurora sat up and eagerly opened the book. The author, Luce, had passed away years ago. This book, his final work, had won several literary awards both domestically and internationally, making it a renowned piece in literary circles.