Novel & Cerita The Nightingale Review

Niklaus’ bed was huge, and he had a mountain of pillows so tall that I’m sure if I was to fall from a height it would not hurt to land. He had plush gray sheets and the entire room was a gray color…it must have been his favorite color. The whole room smelt like ginger and spice and I had come to recognise that as his personal scent, to me it was calming and wrapped me in a warm hug making me feel protected. It was getting late and Niklaus offered me his T-shirt which I politely accepted. I went into the bathroom neatly folding my shorts and top before placing them in the overnight bag I had packed. Niklaus had grown to be a well trusted and close friend so I did not think anything of having

She stumbled around to look at the group, but she tripped on the man she had been trying to save and fell back, down the embankment, and to the road below. She lay there, in the dirt, in the darkness. In pain, hurt and bleeding. She looked up to see Adrian pointing the gun at her again, clearly trying to make sure to kill her. But a car’s lights seemed to be coming down the road towards her. The group panicked and rushed back to the car and drove off, leaving both Bianca and the man for dead. Present Day The lady in the car sighed, “It only took eight years for them to find her.” She muttered as she asked her driver to get her out of there.

The banquet ended past midnight. Luke sat in the front passenger seat of his Rolls-Royce, pressing his index finger against his temple. He had long, artist's fingers. The glow of the streetlights cast just the right shadow over his face, making his nose bridge more prominent. He looked like a sculpture straight out of a museum. "It's late now. The curfew would already be in effect by the time you return to your dorm."

"You do not choose anymore. You live. You breathe. You outsmart the snakes closing in around you." Her eyes turned sharp. "But one thing is sure, Nadira—whether you like it or not, Thane Nightingale is already in your book. The only thing is, will it be a romance… or a tragedy?" My breath caught. She crept close, her words husky but firm. "That decision, my dear, is yours."

Everyone had gone to bed and the waves of the ocean was the only sound she could hear. Nicky turned around sharply when footsteps sounded behind her but found no one. A nightingale was on a coconut tree flapping its wings. She breathed out, trying to control her heartbeat before continuing her journey. Suddenly, Nicky yelped seeing a domineering shadow close to hers on the beach sand. Her eyes bulged in fright! She opened her mouth to scream but a strong hand muffled her and possessively pulled her closer... *** Natalia ran up the two stairs leading into Arian De' Argent's room. His door was slightly open so she figured he was still awake.

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

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

Lev I stood still as the threatening creatures surrounded us. “So, this is what Nightingales look like?” I scoffed. Unlike other cane-wolves that, when transformed, stood on four legs like normal wolves, the Nightingales stood on their hind legs. Their canine heads rested on nearly ten-foot, humanoid bodies covered in fur. Aside from the dark aura they emitted, they looked exactly like my beast form. For the impending battle, I smiled and slicked back my hair, which complied effortlessly.

And there she was. Nadia stood at the center of the clearing, her form flickering between the twisted, nightmarish creature she had become and the girl they had once known. Her hollow eyes met Ben’s, and he felt his heart skip a beat. “You came back,” she said, her voice soft, almost sad. “Why did you come back, Jake?”

I would have preferred to be there but of course, I am never listened to, especially since about two years ago when I was told the faith of me inheriting my parents company relied on me getting married. Moving further into the room, I noticed a speech was being made by the organizer, something about the plans for the money that would be raised tonight, we both knew half of the money was going into paying for the loan they “allegedly” took for the last project their company participated in and that is why I won’t be donating until I strike a personal deal. Following the usual routine, I patted my breast pocket where the cheque for the occasion occupied and thought of the deal I’d try to strik