The Night Pride Novels & Stories

The thumping of hooves soon announced they had returned and Karl and his men stood from their campfires. A mercenary rode straight to Karl, dismounted, and handed him his report. Karl read the report with the glow of the fire, and he smiled. He expected all enemies of Strongfall to close their gates. The notorious private army called the Night Witch was in the south. It was enough to spark fear. "Let's go into the city," Karl ordered. Men mounted their horses, and others moved to put out the campfires. The gates opened to them, and they rode into the city.

His voice is low but I can tell that Kimi girl could hear it by the look of shock on her face. “Okay! Nova might not be one to talk about their sexlife, but holy shit! Ambrose! I just got hot!” Cade is fanning himself. “You could sell tickets to THAT show!” “The Pride performance that Adia is talking about. It is as close to that show as anyone is going to get! That little number that I just got is for that performance in particular. The embarrassing thing is that my whole family saw the practice run two weeks ago!” I say.

And if I'm lucky enough to have a thousand ordinary mornings with him after this one extraordinary night, I'll choose him every single time. The rooftop is still there. The skyline still shines. The lights still glow. And somewhere beneath all those familiar stars is the memory of two strangers meeting by accident. One holding champagne that wasn't hers. The other asking for a glass. Neither of them knowing that their lives were about to change. Some nights become memories. Some nights become stories. And some nights... become forever.