The Night Feeder Novels & Stories

I grabbed my bag and rushed out of the bar, walking down the street as the clock neared midnight; feeders should not be allowed on the street at night, but not with me because no vampires owned me, not yet. Mr. Henry’s house is not far from the feeders’ bar; he prefers to be as close to the bar as possible so that he can easily find new baits, as he did with my big sister. After arriving at his house, I rang the doorbell and waited for him, standing on his patio with a beating heart. The door then opened; Mr. Henry pleased me to come in afterward, and I walked into his house without hesitation, even though my heart felt like it was about to leap out of my chest.

With my brows furrowed, I questioned Arthur. He looks at me for a moment, his hazel eyes glittering with the moon's reflection. "Hmm. How did you find out about that?" He inquired out of curiosity. "Because the sun is missing us, and the moon will be with us for the rest of the night... so the sun is upset right now." I explained, smiling. I literally mean that since it's night time, the moon would be up in the sky throughout the night meaning 'The moon would be with us throughout the night.'

Kai, age 10 The night had fallen thick and heavy over the A****n, a darkness so profound it seemed to devour the world. The air hung heavy with moisture, carrying the rich scent of damp earth and exotic flora. The jungle's nocturnal symphony pulsed with life - the distant howl of a howler monkey, the rustle of unseen creatures in the undergrowth, the haunting call of a nightjar. But tonight, an undercurrent of tension thrummed beneath the familiar sounds, setting Kai's nerves on edge.

I asked. “That's exactly why I came here. The heralds have been hunted since the day they were created by beings called night walkers. We don't know where these beings come from, but they look like dark-skinned, four-legged monsters with white, smokey eyes and mouths. They feed on the life force of living beings and don't move around in the daytime.

But she only nodded. *** Night descended in a swirl of charcoal cloud, vaguely glowing stars and a pale-yellow crescent moon. Nim stared up at the sky’s motions. Watching, transfixed. Though they’d portioned out a fair amount of dried venison and some ripe berries, Nim hardly ate. Then once they'd rejoined their bedrolls, Disseus heard her tossing fitfully in the dark. Stomach heaving. She's scared to death. Afraid of Nierwae.

Current Day I’ve lost track of how many years I have been in this hell. The feeding room, aptly named on my first night, is where I am taken every night. Every night the humans are brought in to feed on. Every missing person that is never found, every runaway child, even many of the individuals that are trafficked are captured and killed by vampires.

Adrian remarked, exhaling deeply as he returned to the canopy layer. Late in the afternoon, the cacophony of monster cries quieted down. It seemed the creatures here preferred nocturnal activity. Despite his ability to traverse darkness, Adrian chose not to venture out during these perilous times. He resolved to rest and conserve energy atop the large tree tonight, continuing his journey the next morning.

“I can get it.” “I know.” He’s already grabbing the blanket to tuck me back in. “And I can too.” He kisses my forehead and speeds out of the room, returning a few seconds later with a glass of water. I take a big drink and set it on the nightstand. “Do you have to work tonight?” “I’m done going over the bookkeeping, but I did plan on going in. I allowed Dina to feed last night so her fangs would grow back. I plan to rip them out again after I question her.”

He moved up to the door and squinted out into the night. August looked out at the towering creature with black fur, which didn’t look their way, as Rufus slowly mouthed the words, “He is.”

It was like there was a demon possessing him. Not long after, Adam returned. I had been lost in thought but finally looked at Adam again. He came carrying a plate of rice and side dishes, while in his other hand he held a fresh glass of water. My throat was parched - for three days I had only drunk a little water and not eaten. So when I saw the food, I was more interested in that. I even sat up myself and was about to feed myself. But Adam stopped me. He said, "Let me feed you. You don't have enough energy yet to even hold a plate."