The Night Feeder Novels & Stories

Shrugging, I shook my head. Ikaris nodded, then glanced at the book. "Your parents were members of an ancient society known as Into the Night. They were a group of warriors hand-picked by the dark goddess herself to destroy all species. They were defeated by a group of warriors known as the Valerious, who joined forces with other vampires, witches, and werewolves. Together, they were able to contain the power that threatened to destroy everyone and everything," he paused for a moment before continuing.

Lark adjusted the long brass scope of his rifle, though they wouldn’t be using bullets tonight. “I can hear them,” Enid said, voice low. “Three. Maybe four. Not close, but they’re coming.” Her eyes flicked up to Aiden’s. “They smell the bait.” Aiden nodded. “Then we give them a reason to come closer.” The bait was blood. Not animal—something stranger. Something ancient. Aiden had carved it from old bone and soaked it in the thick dark of a creature they’d found deep in the northern waste. The Hollowpact had shown them how to awaken it. Not just blood, but memory. Not just memory, but hunger.

"They're being held in a hidden location on the north side of our territory. In a underground chamber, heavily guarded by nightwalkers. There are hundreds of captives jncluding our pack's children." Elide's hand went to her mouth. "The children. They're alive?" "Yes. But we only have three days." I leaned forward, my voice urgent. "The nightwalkers are planning to use them all in a ritual on the first moon." "Three days," Bill repeated slowly. "That's not much time." "It's the time we have," I responded firmly. "We need to act fast." The door opened and Torren walked in, taking up position near the wall. I nodded at him in acknowledgement.

She had been terrified, yet she had returned to him. A scent drifted in with the night breeze. Game, fairly close. It wasn’t human, but the fresh, living nourishment would help. If he could feed enough, he could safely make an exchange and try to keep her alive. She was refusing food. Or perhaps not refusing. Perhaps she was unable to feed. He focused, inhaled deeply, and sent forth a call. Closer, closer, on the porch, the first step into the cabin. First one, a doe, usually a shy and skittish animal, padded across the floor to the side of the bed, her dark, liquid eyes fixed on him. A second doe and then a third followed, bunched together, awaiting his attention.

--- It was a starry night. Pale shades of sky blue and pigments of the sunset paints the night sky as its source is gradually heading to the east. It was a special night, for they are about to see a once in a lifetime miracle with their naked eyes. A celestial body, of ice and dust, has finally found its way back to the atmosphere of this world after its million years of lonely astray in the universe, a comet of unknown origin, so experts say. "It is a miracle. indeed." Synnaveille Town, the luckiest of the lucky, has the most amazing view of it. The comet shone brighter than the full moon, enough to illuminate the cultivating town.

She turned in her sleep and the robe she wore on top of the revealing nightie he saw last night flew open exposing her goodies to his hungry eyes. He willed himself to look away and not be tempted by the shape of her body and how well her breast pressed against the fabric of the nightie, he could see her perky nipples and was very tempted to touch them, how he was able to spend the night with such a gorgeous woman and not take her was beyond him but now that he was awake, he had to remind himself who she was and why it would be a bad idea to start anything with her. Lance finally got himself to look away from her and got off the bed, he meant to leave without waking her but she must be a lig

Helen Echavez who’s tasked to organize the interns’ flight schedules. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Baby. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

"A lot of people don't know about this because they never got to bond. Her name was Greta. She was a sweet soul who worked in a bookstore. It came as a shock when she discovered she and Jaris were mated. Jaris, at this time, didn't really care. It was during this period he and Caden had a fallout due to their beast issues. "As you know, they're Alpha Feeders. Feeders are greatly avoided and if the people knew this fact about Jaris and his brother, they never would've let either of them take over leadership from their father. Jaris and Caden were meant to keep this a secret. Unfortunately, Caden got out of hand. He developed an untamable beast with insane bloodthirst. People were beginning to

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.

Wondering if it was the clouds that blocked the moon, she turned around and looked up, only to see a different white glowing orb that was not the moon but the eye of a Humaneater. Humaneaters moved slowly, have padded feet, and were the most active at night. This made them harder to notice despite their gigantic size, especially when their prey was not alert. They were silent and patient hunters with poor eyesight but a good sense of smell and touch. Oftentimes, they would catch their prey with their fast long flexible sticky tongue before their busy prey even noticed them.