Review Of The Book Night Novels & Stories

“You just made my life easier.” Stacey looked away, shy. “You’re not just beautiful,” Derick added, his voice low, “you’re smart too.” “Shh. Read,” Stacey said quickly, her heart pounding. “We’re in the library.” “Yes, ma’am,” he replied, turning back to his book. Stacey stood and moved toward the shelves, running her fingers along the spines as she searched for something to read. She glanced back at Derick, bent over his book, focused and serious as he scribbled notes.

She was gazing upon this majestic castle that seemed hidden in the middle of the Missouri woods. It finally hit her. She didn’t know where she was exactly. They were moving so fast, she couldn’t take in any of her surroundings. When Lily needed to get back to the retreat, she didn’t know how. “Where am I?” She gulped. Lily took in the scenery around her. Nothing but trees. Pines reached upwards. The stars glittered so brightly around the moon. She could practically see the galaxy. “Does it matter? No humans are here to defile you.” Those eyes bore through her. “Isn’t that what you want?”

Zee's POV "And the First Light of Morning Woke to usher the first dawn in Hell And cried as it happened. For the Light was a weak and paltry thing And lacked the Warmth He was accustomed to Now that they were in the dark. He asked for forgiveness, Begged for it, And heard—for the first time, Nothing in return." ~ The Book of Lost Days Lilith 2:1-2 "You know life would be a lot easier if you didn't scream as much…"

Here, in the dim light, I saw a row of old, leather-bound books that looked like they hadn't been touched in centuries. My heart raced as I reached for the first book, feeling its weight in my hands. I flipped open the cover, my eyes widening as I read the title: "The Secrets of the Night: A Guide to the Mystical Creatures of the Dark." With a gasp, I realized that I had found exactly what I had been looking for. I spent the next few hours devouring the contents of the book, her eyes darting across the pages as she absorbed every detail. It was like a veil had been lifted from her eyes, and she was seeing the world in a whole new way.

The books were still neatly arranged just how dad left it. I ran my fingers through the books aligned on the shelves. A tear dropped from my eyes when I remembered the memories dad and I had in this library. As I moved, I came across a book on the table beside it was a mug. It sparked my curiosity because this mug was dads mug. Nobody uses it not even mom. The book was not as dusty as the rest books and the mug was warm with some remains of coffee in it. Somebody came in here, somebody was here. Nobody would have entered if not mom. Could it be her or the maids? But who would dare disrespect dad by using his own mug?

So, I just drove in fear, spent hours and hours until I had to refill the tank and night fell in a hurry Somehow, the idea that they wanted to avenge Abel because he had taken away a source of income and a safe place prevailed in my head. I didn't know whether to go to Philadelphia or directly to New York, so I threw the monkey in the air and with all my things I ended up heading towards the city that didn't sleep, the city with the most people, the city where I could get lost. "Hell!” I exclaimed when the in the ad slammed the door in my face.

It filled her chest with a burning sensation, but it was a pain she welcomed. Hopefully, heavens would hear her prayers. Ayla walked to the window frame, from where the full moon shone brightly. “Please keep Master safe.” Then the pain changed. As if an unknown force was telling her this was something she wasn’t supposed to feel, Ayla felt her back being skinned, right where the soulmark used to be. She fell on her knees with a thud. *** Author's Note: Thank you for reading "Night-Blooming". If you like the story, please leave a review or your opinion about the character's so far. Once more, thanks for the support!

She tossed and turned until later in the night when she managed to sleep off. One night after the knights settled in for the night including the princes and other guests, Brown remianed awake a bit longer. He stayed up in the night making acquaintance with his latest discovery. The princess' charm book. A tiny tinge of guilt tried to sneak its way into his heart but he barnished it. Founders, keepers, that's how it works, right? Who cared anyways, he had it in his possession and he would figure out how to use it.

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