The Night Watch Book Series Novels & Stories

Lucien leaned against the wall, eyes half-lidded in quiet calculation. On the table, there was footage. The Netherborn burning. Seraphine moving like lightning incarnate, Valerius not even raising his voice and Ragnar causing the Nevada temperatures to bend to his will. Alejandro watched in silence. Lucien finally spoke. “They underestimated the Ancients.” Alejandro nodded once. “They won’t make that mistake again.” Zenith’s voice carried a measured intensity. “They’ve begun convening.” “You can feel it,” she added. “The Watchers are unsettled.” Alejandro allowed himself a faint smile. “Good.” Because this was the manual game. Force reveals position. The Netherborne had been a probe.

IVY’S POV The night before the storm felt like the earth itself was holding its breath. The wind barely moved, whispering soft and low like secrets I wasn’t supposed to hear. From the top of Nightfall’s northern watchtower, I stood still— wrapped in silence, not armor. The banners below stirred lazily, frayed and battered by time and war, and above me, the stars blinked like cautious eyes in the dark. But it wasn’t the horizon I watched. It was the shift inside me.

Honey suddenly screamed at Bobby face and pushed him away. She faced me while grimacing, then sighed loudly. "We woke up at around 12. It's just 2 AM, Rose," she trailed off and glanced at Bobby who sat beside her. "We were disturbed by some scary growls like that of the vampire movies..." she chuckled nervously. "Then we both decided to check...but saw some men outside. Amber eyes. Fast runner. They seem to be looking for something. Or someone? Probably a human." I swallowed hard and nodded, now very curious and shocked. My plan worked. My assumption was right. They track my blood. They're looking for me. If I am not mistaken, Slaughtrus is one of them. Amber eyes. The others maybe his rela

Old. I pull Camille Maddox’s journal from under the bed and flip toward the middle. The pages are brittle near the center, and the ink smudges as if the writer’s hand had trembled. “It comes at night now. I wake to footsteps in the hall. Sometimes I see the prints. Wet. Black. They never lead away, only toward my door.” “I told Thomas not to speak its name. We aren’t supposed to. But he said it anyway, in a whisper like a curse. The Watcher.”

"We’re leaving. Move." We hit the driveway just as Nathan’s men were pulling up. "We don't know what tripped it, Boss. Malfunction?" "No," Nathan growled, standing like a wall in front of me as I buckled Lila into the car. "I don't trust coincidences. Whatever this is, it’s about them." "You want us to sweep the building?" Lucas asked. "No. I want every gun we have on Zack and the kid. Move out!" The Silent Watcher’s POV

Tick. "Harkan," Rowan said, pulling the old wolf aside. "We need to set a watch. Around the perimeter of the valley. Twenty-four hours a day." Harkan blinked. "A watch? For what? The Council is gone. The Void is gone. There isn't a predator for miles." "The predators don't live in the forest anymore," Rowan said. "They live in the stars. And they’re looking for their watch." He showed Harkan the device. The old wolf’s eyes went wide. He touched the shattered glass, and for a second, a blue spark jumped from the watch to his finger.

Afterwards I decide to go back upstairs and rest for the remainder of the evening. Night falls, and with it a thunderstorm stirs up. Lightening cracks and for some reason outside of my bedroom, I swear I see sinister red eyes peering in at me. Feel like it must be the exhaustion of the day. I close the blinds, turn on N*****x. I feel dread again as a precaution. I make sure the house is locked up with the deadbolts he installed. I also lock my room to make sure I am extra safe. I snuggle up with a blanket and put on the TV. I change my mind about N*****x and put on “Discovery of Witches” on A****n Prime. Wishing I could find a man like Matthew.

I asked. "Depends on who's walking it," Dad replied, which was not helpful at all. After dinner, people started heading toward tents. "I'll take first watch," Alerion announced. "What are you watching for?" I asked. "Wild animals. Rogue wolves. Threats." He stood up. "Someone needs to keep guard." "I'll take second watch," Zane added quickly. "Third," Caius said. "Fourth!" Lysander jumped in. They've already divided up the entire night. When do they sleep?

Dark of Night Copyright 2019 Emily Goodwin Chapter One “What do you see when you look at this one?” The doctor holds up a card, showcasing an ink splotch that’s twisted and creepy, with eyes that follow you no matter where you go. I look at it, heart hammering away inside my chest. The mess of ink on the white paper reminds me of the monster that lurks in Nana and Papa’s basement, the one that tried to get Abby and Scott to go downstairs with it.

I didn't wait for his response and went to check the situation. The night watch was divided into two shifts. The first shift was handled by Ethan, while the second one was Lisa's responsibility. Perhaps it was because we had received good news from Maria's side that we were relatively relaxed. After all, without the assistance of the magicians from the rogue organization, Roy needed time to gather his strength. This meant he wouldn't be making any moves anytime soon. If circumstances allowed, we might even be able to return to Maria's place for a while.