Phantom Tales Of The Night Novels & Stories

Rufus shook his head fast as if to let the reality of those fables slide from his exhausted mind. He didn’t watch any of the war, nor could he hear any of it from the position he sat, deep in the cavern of the beastmen, at the confluence that led into the narrow tunnel of bones. He sat just out of eyeshot of the writhing twin creatures behind the stone bars. His mind reeled as he studied the creatures and then looked away. In many a night time fable, he’d heard tales of creatures like these, called Uilepheists.

THE END? Not quite . . . Have you tried Beatrice Beecham’s Cryptic Crypt: A Supernatural Adventure/Mystery Novel by Dave Jeffery? We included an excerpt from the book if you keep paging. Or dive into more Tales from the Darkest Depths: Novels: The Mourner’s Cradle: A Widow’s Journey by Tommy B. Smith House of Sighs (with sequel novella) by Aaron Dries Beyond Night by Eric S. Brown and Steven L. Shrewsbury

"My face is none of your concern. My cock is." I shivered. Not from fear. From pure, aching hunger. "I know what you are, Alpha. The Phantom. The beast who takes his pleasure in the dark. Faceless. Anonymous. I knew you were my fated the moment I heard the tales." "The tales are true."

The edges of her vision began to fray, dissolving into a thick, unstoppable black mist as the sheer exhaustion of the night finally caught up to her. As her head rolled back against the leather headrest and darkness completely swallowed her consciousness, the last thing she heard was the frantic, deeply worried vibration of his voice echoing through the quiet cabin. "Just hold on, Seven... please, just hold on!"

Tension hung thick in the air as they were led on a tail chase. “We received a report from our Matlock county branch. The supernatural killings have increased considerably in the past weeks and the humans are afraid to step out of their home at nights,” Neil’s voice was thick with concern. “The reports reveal it was the work of a vampire, a very strong one at that. There were multiple cuts in the body of his victims and a bite wound. The blood was not only drained from the victims, but this one has a habit of painting the walls with the blood of his victims. I don’t want that leech coming this way to my city and I want him stopped at any cost,” he concluded.

He stood on the balcony in the cold wind all night. When he returned to the bedroom, he found that my mother had jumped out of the window. That night, it poured. The rain washed away the blood from my mother's corpse. Cade rushed over and held me tight, letting me punch him repeatedly. He kept saying, "It's okay, it's okay…" But he chose Summer as his new fling. As Mrs. Finley, what dignity do I have left? That night, Cade did not come home. The trending topic I arranged was buried deep by him.

JD could see Devance, in his white suit, standing by the window, getting ready to leave the country. With a sad, heavy heart, he walked back towards his own small house, disheartened and sullen. He poured some whiskey in a glass and stared at it as if it would give some answers, some revelation. The events of the case continued to play on in his head. He went to bed, but sleep eluded him. He tossed and turned all night. The first rays of the morning sun were coming through the slightly parted curtain in his room, when it suddenly hit him.

She stood and went to open the door, and was surprised to see it was Nox, although perhaps she should have expected it. “I was told you were assigned this room. Come with me, we have something to do.” “Oh, right.” She walked behind him, following at every turn on the corridors and stairs, until they reached a dead end wall. Looking at Nox with a confused expression, he soon answered her doubts putting a hand on this. It retreated, letting them see the start of a stair that faded in the dark. “Luminare” He casted a spell and the steps of the stair became visible as they advanced, and behind them the wall closed the entrance again.

Kade POV Ricci had been blowing up my phone all morning informing me that information on his laptop had been leaked to the Sinaloa’s with Phantom’s trademark signature (a grim reaper emoji). The emoji had been something I had started years ago when I posted a ghost emoji anytime, I came across another hacker. Phantom had been dormant for almost 6 months. Why was he appearing now? What was the purpose of leaking any information? Was it in fact Phantom? Too many questions invaded my brain. I handed Evelyn a thumb drive with all of the information that I had.

he whispered against my mouth. As the Phantoms began to move down the ridge, their red taillights forming a long, winding snake of fire through the mountain passes, I looked out at the Pacific. The water was black, cold, and silent, hiding the remains of the yacht and the secrets of the Board. The "New Blood Reign" wasn't a title we had stolen; it was a debt we were paying in advance to the dark.