Solo Leveling Night Novels & Stories

For the first time in a very long time, I didn’t fall asleep planning how to survive the next blow. I fell asleep wondering how strong I could get if I stopped only trying not to die. *** In the Nightveil territory, far to the south, under a different moon, two men faced each other in a sparring ring. Sweat slicked their bare arms. Their chests heaved. Wooden practice blades clacked and crashed, sparks almost seeming to jump from the force of impact. “Again,” the taller one—Kael—grunted, bringing his sword down in a heavy arc.

Occasionally, they live streamed together in Leo's private building gifted to him by his dad recently. 'Charming Lolita and 'Delicious Hitman' were their usernames in most games. When they met on enemy side the day they decided to solo in MLBB, it was very tough. Even the other players from both teams were tired but pushed on at the promise of a truckload of diamonds. After everything, Leonard won by a slight chance. Lisa wasn't worried. They would be solo for a long time till they match up together.

Zachary said as he took out his sword. Ezekiel positioned himself to the tree where Soheila pointed her finger at. And Hector, Zachary, and Maximo were hiding in the bush. “Why don't they let us fight?” Sirene asked. “Their pride is so high.” Soheila sighed and watched the battle in front of them. “That's right. They won't even let me fight when I'm with them.” Luna on the side said. The rank levels of the spirit beasts were low. It was only Two-Star Beast level. One of them is at the One-Star Beast lev, so it would be easy for Zachary to defeat them.

she gestured awkwardly towards Solomon, "and it's getting very late. Or early, if the sun is about to rise." "Okay," Solomon said casually as he sat up and crossed his legs in front of himself. "Okay?" Layla was flustered by his cavalier attitude. "It's a little odd you are hunting at night. Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend. I just assumed that you could shift without the help of the Goddess." Solomon said with sincerity Layla mistook for condescension. "You are correct in that assumption. I can shift at my pleasure. I just prefer to hunt at night." She could feel her inner wolf begin to awaken in anger. "Alone."

An astonished scream came out of her throat, and her eyes were still wide open. "J-just level 1?"

****Derek**** Tonight was a good night. My bachelor party was the best and my buddies paid for some hot chick to keep us company. They were so eager to get some stick in their hole. We went to a club to drink and dance. The girls are so eager there and they know that we have money. After that, we went into a Casino to gamble. I won ten thousand and it makes my whole day happier. I keep looking at my phone from time to time waiting for her to call me. She might miss me or be curious about how my evening is going.

3rd point of view The door clicked shut behind Blue as she settled Nora into her room with a sigh of relief, she slipped into her coat and laced up her sneakers, her mind already drifting to the night ahead. As she stepped out into the cool evening air, a sense of unease settled in her stomach. Damian had been buried in work lately, leaving her free from her nightly duties. Part of her relished the break, her back still ached but the pain was subsiding.

Tears slid silently down her cheeks, soaking into the sleeve of her sweater as exhaustion finally dragged her under. Under the cold stars, in a city that didn’t care she existed, Aria slept. Alone. Hungry. And burning with a hatred she never thought she could feel. ---

“Silent. No second chances. No mercy.” Trevor rolled his shoulders. Vilari smirked. I swung off my horse, blades already in my hands, the weight of them familiar. Right. The wind shifted. The air thickened. Every instinct in me went razor-sharp. Then— We moved. The valley was too quiet. We slipped through the darkness like ghosts, boots crunching softly against frozen dirt. Tents stood untouched, flaps swaying slightly in the night breeze. Too easy. Vilari moved ahead, pushing open the first tent. Empty.

There was no point in him going to bed; soon the false dawn would be lightening the night sky, and besides, there was only one reason he wanted to be in bed right now and it had nothing to do with sleeping or being alone. Kissing her tonight had opened the floodgates on his love for her and his body still ached with the longing it had evoked. How the hell he was going to get through the next few months he had no idea. Grimly he turned away from the house and the temptation of Elena's bedroom, Elena's bed, Elena herself.