Operation Nightwatch Book Novels & Stories

Chapter Ten I lift my glass up and move it half an inch, pressing it down on the table so it leaves a water ring on the surface. I repeat the process, making a pattern with the condensation. “I never knew a glass of water could be so entertaining.” Eliza slides a cocktail in front of me and leans back, crossing her arms. Lucas is in the office at the bar tonight, and I’ve been sitting at a table in the back for the last half-hour reading. I just finished my book and am still reeling from the cliffhanger ending. The next book doesn’t come out for three months, dammit.

“We won’t. But if they come again, we’ll show them that this place isn’t a weak point. It’s a trap.” Night Watch That night, Damian assigned watches. Two hybrids on guard at all times, rotating every few hours. Leif offered to take the late shift with Mia. The courtyard was silent except for the faint buzz of the barrier. The runes glowed softly beneath their feet. “Feels weird,” Leif murmured, leaning against a column. “Knowing something could come through any second.” “It keeps you awake,” Mia said. He glanced at her. “Were you this scared when your powers came in?”

Everything had gone smoothly the way he’d expected. After dinner he went to the bar and poured himself some wine. He was wondering why can’t his men find the shotgun. They said everything was tidied and place on their right places but one is not there. On her second glass , he already feeling sleepy so he went up to his room. He felt heavy now and so went straight to the bed. While he was lying feeling half conscious, he saw a figure coming in from the door. He can’t quite make who it is . He can’t focus and his sight is blurred. There, as he was about to overcome by unconsciousness, saw the figure pointing the shotgun between his eyes. Then all turn to pitch black.

Nate I’d been with a lot of girls in my time but I’d never seen an ass as nice as hers. I’ll never forget the look on her face when I turned over the last two cards. Now her perfect little ass was grinding my cock like a pro. I was glad I’d decided to wear a thin pair of nylon shorts. The friction of her rubbing up and down my dick in her short little dress almost made me shoot my load. When she first sat down on my lap she was hesitant, but as the game went on she lowered her defenses. After I moved my chair away from view, Sarah’s grinding became more urgent. I don’t know how I was able to keep it together. I have to admit, a part of me felt a little guilty about moving in on Joshua’s girl

“Yes, he is assigned to watch you guys.” “It's still a theory,” Wilkes said. “We aren't sure yet.” “No,” Trisha said. “That's the truth.” “How're you so certain?” “My roommate is also… odd. I mean odd as in as odd as Wade is and on my way here, she stalked me. I thought it was nothing at all but hearing you both say the same thing means they were put to watch us.” They all remained silent. Their hearts were beating fast. “See,” Harold said softly and the both of them looked at where Harold wanted them to which happened to be outside the glass door.

- Teresa replied, a little bit sad while thinking of her friend. Then everyone went to their rooms, more or less. Maria stayed with Deborah to further strengthen her, and Eleazar sat there with Maria. Marco and Damon went on the night patrol around the house. Johnathan could not sleep because he was afraid that the demons would attack Isabelle, who was weakened by her altered state. Tess, Teresa and Alice slept together in the same room so that in the event of an attack they would have a better chance. Rita, Meredith, and Elisabeth were unable to sleep, so they walked around the house, reacting anxiously to any suspicious noise.

Melissa opened her eyes a little and then closed it back because of the ray of light shinning directly into her eyes. she opened her eyes again and tried to use her right hand to block the light when she sighted the drip on her arm. What was this and where the hell was she, this didn't look like her bedroom in williams mansion, it looked more like an hospital room with the ceiling and the drip too but how on earth did she get here, the last thing she remembered was getting ready for college and after that it's not blank in her head.

Forensic teams had moved in to gather evidence and process everything while soldiers flushed out any fugitives trying to run like rats abandoning a sinking ship. Lucas was relieved to have Nathaniel off his hands. Never had he met anyone he hated more than that vile and pathetic excuse for a werewolf. It had been a long night but it was far from over and Lucas had no doubt in his mind that it would be a few more long hours before he could even try and sleep.

Chapter Seven. The lines between life and death blur under the watchful eyes of the crows. The night stretched long and deep over the capital of the Curdo Empire, the streets devoid of life and wrapped in silence. The townsfolk had succumbed to slumber, yet a handful of figures remained vigilant at the D’Aurelle residence, where the Nighthawks kept their watch through the dark hours.

“You bribed her?” “She thinks she’s just passing a message and looking the other way. That’s all she needs to know.” Malachi looked mildly impressed. “You’re colder than I thought.” “You haven’t even seen cold yet.” I whispered. He held out his hand. “Let me see the files.” I handed over a tablet with maps, the weekend schedule, routes, and possible exit points. Malachi scrolled. His fingers stilled when he saw the night-watch rotation. “There’s a two-hour window where the camp perimeter is practically blind.”