The Nightingale Novels & Stories

He stood on the balcony in the cold wind all night. When he returned to the bedroom, he found that my mother had jumped out of the window. That night, it poured. The rain washed away the blood from my mother's corpse. Cade rushed over and held me tight, letting me punch him repeatedly. He kept saying, "It's okay, it's okay…" But he chose Summer as his new fling. As Mrs. Finley, what dignity do I have left? That night, Cade did not come home. The trending topic I arranged was buried deep by him.

Scarlett nodded, feeling uncertainty grow inside her. The next morning, as everyone woke up and the sun barely lit the camp, Alex had already made a decision: he had to protect Scarlett no matter what. What happened the night before hadn’t been an accident. The gorgon who had almost drowned Scarlett was a princess of the lake, and although Alex still didn’t understand why she had attacked her, he knew there had to be a reason—and he had to find out. And that meant that, at last, he would have to tell Scarlett the truth about the supernatural world… and about who had attacked her the night before. Scarlett stepped out of her tent with Leslie, feeling the morning chill on her skin. At that ver

Night had fallen like a shroud over the ruined Ashen Courtyard, torchlight flickering against charred pillars and blackened stone. Nyra stood amid the scattered ashes, her midnight gown torn at the hem, the wind whipping her silver-threaded braids around her shoulders. Every breath she drew tasted of smoke and blood.

POV Kitty Nick let me go but sent me a warning look as I took the items. "You may step away but remember who is in charge here and who owns you" he ordered. I bowed my head while my family glared at him. I set the bowl down on a nearby tray table. Thankfully my inner voice whispered words to me in a long forgotten language that only the witches could know. {This will tell them what you are doing and to play along. Your Grandmother and Aunts will understand at least. It's saying that the vampires don't know much about witches and believe that this oath will keep us from harming anyone that adds their blood to the bowl.}

"And don't come back. If you value your life, leave this place and never return." The hunter scrambled to his feet, clutching his injured shoulder. He hesitated, eyes wide with disbelief, before turning and fleeing into the darkness. Selene watched him go, her heart pounding from the confrontation. With her arm still bleeding, Selene continued her journey to Ethan's palace. She moved stealthily, avoiding the guards and relying on her heightened senses to navigate the territory. As she approached the main entrance, she encountered an invisible barrier. The air shimmered with a faint, magical glow, a spell cast by the witches to protect the palace.

HAKAN * The rest of the day went by smoothly, but at night, Nightingale got worse. She was feverish and she couldn't stop it itching her arms. She had little bleeding stripes and bruises from her fingernails. I had to tie her wrists to the bedpost to stop her from harming herself even more, but being restrained made her even more restless so she began to attack me with her legs. "I hate you! Why did you bring me here? I hate you so much!" She screamed and nearly knocked my teeth out with a kick.

To him, she was his destiny, the one he'd spent centuries waiting for. To her, he was a fated mistake, an inconvenience to her once peaceful life. Both were worlds apart, one destined to live a life of servitude and the other a Lycan King. _____________ The moment the Lycan Kings and Queens had entered into the great Human-Lycan war, it was over for humankind. As punishment for losing the war the humans were sentenced to years of servitude, lasting centuries and creating a great divide between human and lycan kind alike. However, the moment King Nicholas and Ariya meet, fate decides to intervene to attempt to right the wrongs of the past and join the two divided sides. After all, we

Christopher and Night Rider were used to Neil’s lack of modesty but both Emile and Abbey had a stunned expression before Abbey stuttered “You mean, he is….. he is going to die?” Neil “” She didn’t wait for anyone to respond and rushed forward following the orderlies that were wheeling an unconscious Night Wing. She didn’t manage to catch up till they shifted him to the bed in his room. She rushed forward tears streaming down her cheeks. “Can you wake up?” Abbey sobbed as she tugged him. Night Wing was just coming off the anaesthetics when he heard the muttering. He was familiar with this voice. He felt a bit disoriented due to the aftereffects of the anaesthetics, but he knew this voice…. It

Isabella asked, visibly shaken by the scene before her, her stomach churned at the sight of the bodies brutally bisected on the ground, the agony of the people, so powerless and helpless. “This Nightingale pack, the dark soldiers, had launched an attack on them.” “Oh my …..” she clutched her chest, a sharp pain seared into her. Her people are brutally murdered by dark soldiers. “You need to save them, reclaim the family throne and grant them freedom.”

My gaze shifted away from the soldier, sending him away with a wave, "acknowledged. I will serve." He saluted once more, closing the door behind him as he left. I glanced down at the small paper parchment between my fingers, my gaze darting up and out into the darkness of the window open before me. Only little lights could be seen in the distance. Random lads with lanterns maneuvering in the dark day. The dark day had just stormed and thundered for hours as the echoes of the Night Wolf filled the empty sky with haunting howls. Hunting in his forest. It was only a few hours ago that lightning had roared as if weapons thrown by the gods themselves, striking down trees that now littered the cou