When The Night Falls Book Novels & Stories

he said softly, reaching out to pull the covers over us. But before I could speak, a loud SLAM echoed through the room. We both turned toward the sound. The heavy, leather-bound Book of Forgotten Truths had fallen from the counter where I’d left it, lying face down on the floor. I stood up, the midnight breeze from the open window hitting my naked skin. I walked toward the book, my heart racing. As I bent down to pick it up, I realised it had fallen open to a specific page.

I wrap a towel around my body to brush my teeth before washing my face and hanging the towel up to dry, I love nights where I'm home alone. I get to sleep however I want, which means I get to walk my naked ass across my room and crawl under my cool sheets. It only takes a minute for me to fall into oblivion, the weight of everything I've found out weighing me down.

The remnants of someone’s bedroom that was long forgotten about crashed around us. We screamed in terror. I was beginning to fear the house was going to fall down on us. We continued to hear the sound of slamming and fighting happening through the house. I was clawing at everything to try and find an escape. Out of nowhere, a book dropped in my lap. It was old. It looked like it used to be cream colored with purple lace. This matches Gabrielle’s style. I saw a key lock. Suddenly, a key dropped from the binding of the book. It was a diary of some kind. I think Gabrielle’s spirit or someone wants me to have this. I shoved it into my bag and peaked out the door. I could tell it was still not s

Night. Only now has the novice gotten a little used to the fact that in the Citadel at nightfall it is not necessary to close the shutters... This is not in your native village, where there are iron bolts on the doors and windows. The night is terrible. The night breaks. The night brings despair. The young healer closed her eyes and quietly, as if afraid to break the majestic silence of the ancient fortress, sang a song that she often sang with other girls when they sat down to comb the tow or spin:

Then suddenly Lauren stopped, her legs buckling beneath her like her batteries had abruptly died. “Lauren!” Karen cried, catching her as she fell. Lauren’s head lolled backward, her eyes closed, her breath deep and even. She was asleep. Karen carefully lowered her to the ground, where Lauren turned onto her left side and tucked her hands underneath her face, like she always had since she was very small. Her mother sat beside her, stroking her hair, and let the tears she’d been suppressing fall. She knew that Joe was never coming home. Karen opened her eyes and was startled to discover that it was night. She’d fallen asleep on the porch. Her neck hurt from resting against the hard metal and n

I'm quiet because I actually feel guilty about all of this, I feel like I would have been able to do something. “No, that's not it, mom. I'm not scared of the news, and I will not get any nightmares,” I say and mom smiles. “Goodnight honey!” mom says and I wave, “Goodnight mom,” I say. She flips my light switch off and darkness floods the entire room. I turn off my phone and now I'm in absolute darkness, the kind of darkness where I can't even tell whether I'm lying or standing. After a few seconds of counting sheep, I fade. into my subconscious, gradually.

Pulling the horse to a stop, she listened for other sounds, but only the frantic beat of her heart and the animal’s snorts echoed through the air. Sliding from the animal, she held the pistol close as her feet touched the ground. Cautiously, she took slow steps around the house. The last meeting took place in the barn, and she supposed that was where it would be tonight since no lights lit the inside of the abandoned house. Nearer to the barn she moved, a twinkle of lights flickered through the window. Still, no night sounds disturbed her heavy breathing as she studied the hazy land around her. When she made it to the barn, her heart nearly took over her throat as fear clawed through her. Sh

As darkness fell, Mallory ate her dinner alone, her thoughts drifting to her past and her newfound home in the pack. As she prepared to settle down for the night, the absence of the moon caught her attention. A moonless night was rare and brought an eerie stillness to the surroundings. Mallory frowned, but seeing the pack as peaceful as usual, she cast the thought aside and turned to enter her room. Just as she was about to close her eyes, a loud bang echoed through the air, shattering the peaceful night and sending shivers down her spine.

I closed the book and kept it on the nightstand. My eyes felt heavy and I closed them Heavy..... So heavy..... It was like I was carrying a stone. And I was running.... Run! But I couldn't because of the heavy rock. But I had to run... And then I was falling. Falling into an endless pit of nothingness.... Falling and falling... "Wake up!" a voice commanded. Obey... A voice whispered in my ear delicately. "Wake up!" Something cold. It was cold, so cold.

And yet here I was. No chains, no ropes, just silence. Like they didn’t know what I was or didn’t want to. The gates opened without a word. And then I saw it. The Nightfall. Not just a fortres but a kingdom hidden in mountains. Courtyards paved in dark cobblestone. Towers rising like daggers against the morning sky. Everything was quiet, efficient, neat. Not like Silver Crest’s chaos. No shouting, no running omegas, no stink of desperation or fear.