Syosetu Nocturne Novels & Stories

I settle down on the wooden chair and place the cup of coffee on the table beside me. I observe the view as I take small sips of my bitter coffee in the chill night. The view from these same chairs in the bright daylight is spectacular but right now I see nothing but darkness. Lights are lining the driveway but that’s it- no other lights are present. The gargantuan pitch-black canvas that is interrupted by the full moon and a few stars of innumerable sizes bespatter all over the sky. It looks breathtaking. I did not realise how much time had passed; enough time to see the bright moon laggardly getting lower and lower every few minutes. Soon the heavy metal gates parted and in came a car– Aus

“Goodnight, Alessandro.” “Goodnight, Renée.” ##########

Christian raises his nose into the air and a second later the sound of his howl fills the night, cuts through the night sounds and echo's over the snow. I sit up, my heart beating with want to add my over voice. I raise my nose and howl at the starry sky, adding my voice into the night. Mikki's howl rises into the night, dragging out in a sorrowful tone. Tori's howl arises into the night, high and loud and soon Ash and Ally were singing alone. I lower my nose to breath and spot Carson making her way outside, smiling as she hears us croon into the shadow world. I raise my nose again, unable to stop myself if I wanted too. The need to howl burns through me, only dowsed when I am crying to the

It wasn't until she noticed the strange book tucked away in the corner that she was able to distract herself from her thoughts. "I almost missed one," she whispered. As she walked over to it, she noticed that its cover was worn, and it seemed to emit a faint glow that caught her attention. Maybe it's how the moon perfectly acted as its own spotlight that made it seem so glowy, but it's not just that. She somehow felt a little hint of amusement as she stared at it. As she approached the book, she saw the shinny title written on it, Lunaria, and she couldn't help but be intrigued. The moonlight shining down on the pages illuminated the words in a way that made them seem to come alive.

Driven by desire, I lifted my other hand and placed it on my breasts. Trevor's face was already flushed with excitement. "Yes, honey, just like that..." We moved our hips in unison, each lost in the rhythm on our respective sides of the screen. Samson, as if competing with the man on the phone, moved faster and harder with each thrust. Then, the screen glitched, and Trevor's panting voice filled the room. "You were amazing today, honey. Come home soon, and I'll reward you with your toy. I'm tired, and I need to rest for a bit."

He slumped onto the cold floor, suddenly drained of all energy and almost wept again, as he felt the heat of her body, as she silently knelt beside him - and almost purred as she began tenderly stroking his hair. He didn't deserve her, he didn't deserve this kindness from her. He would have tried to push her away, to tell her to leave him alone. But her touch was so loving and soothing, and his body stopped shaking entirely when she began softly humming a tune. He went still as he listened, his eyes were still closed, when he realized what it was she was humming. It was the melancholic Nocturne he'd found her playing on the piano a few weeks back. He'd remembered how she'd cried as she playe

The symphony of nocturnal creatures serenaded her as she surrendered to the embrace of slumber. In her dreams, Amelia found herself running through a moonlit forest, the cool breeze whispering secrets in her ear. Shadows danced around her, their forms shifting and weaving. And amidst the symphony of nature's nocturne, she caught glimpses of Adrian, his eyes filled with both determination and desire.

Alexis Byron's voice echoed in my mind all night. Sleep eluded me as I tossed and turned in bed. Restless, I headed to the terrace. A hammock stretched out in the cool night air, inviting me to sink into its gentle sway. I kicked off my flip-flops and wrapped a blanket around myself, staring at the twinkling stars. The wind brushed softly against my skin, and the quiet of midnight wrapped me in its calm embrace. I sipped a glass of orange juice, letting the tangy flavor soothe my throat. After a sip, I held the glass up to catch the moonlight.

Chapter 116 In the quiet night, with only the soft hum of the air conditioner in the background, Rosette found herself restless. The unfamiliar surroundings and recent events had kept sleep at bay. She decided to take a walk on the balcony, where a gentle breeze swept through the curtains. Looking up at the night sky, she contemplated her feelings. The door creaked open, and Khein joined her. His eyes resembled the stars—deep, mysterious, holding untold stories. In the quiet night, they stood together, surrounded by the vast sky connecting their unspoken thoughts. In the dim light, their connection felt tangible, like invisible threads tying each star in the cosmic tapestry.

Lyric leaned her head against my shoulder, her breathing even, Cowrie mouthing the words she’d memorized from hearing it too many times. Tyler kept his eyes on the baby, rubbing her back and rocking slightly. Solenne blinked up at him, reached for his beard with chubby fingers, latched onto his chin and yawned so wide her eyes watered. The words slipped from my tongue. “And when the girl lit up the whole sky, they called her the Moon’s chosen…” Gavin exhaled, slack-jawed now, hand still in mine. Cowrie was snoring softly. ~ I noticed Solenne’s first teeth broke through in the middle of the night. I woke to her whimpering, Tyler already beside me, holding a small cloth soaked in chilled mint,