When The Night Falls Book Novels & Stories

Vincenzo’s dark soulless eyes bore into mine, making my inside cuddle, but I had no intention of showing him how much of an effect he had on me. “You’re right, Little Ballerina…” he nodded, terrifying brutality lurk in his eyes as he strode towards me. His steps were slow, languid and prey-like. And as a human, my instinct kicked in to do the needful. RUN. But instead, I stood my ground, trying to steady my trembling legs which already had enough of my weight and wanted out when I needed it the most. “But when you see yourself surrounded in a puddle of blood, what should you do?” He stopped right in front of me, towering over me like a god.

Through the trees, I could see the faint lights of lanterns burning along the ridgeline. The road curved toward the valley, toward the Pack and a father that had called me weak and used me. Behind me, the caravan fell silent, as if they, too, were holding their breath. With Ruby’s fire burning low and steady in my chest, I led my people into the valley of Nightfall. Nightfall had always lived up to its name. The forest swallowed the last of the sun before it touched the valley. The air smelled of the same pine and rain, but the silence was different.

She kept her aviator sunglasses and baseball cap on, not wanting to let her guard down. It was already ten in the evening when they arrived at the Tuguegarao bus terminal. Lilliane had no idea what to do next after arriving there. It was already late at night, and she wasn’t familiar with the province’s layout. Exhausted, she sat on an empty seat in the waiting area, watching passengers disembark from arriving buses and others boarding those leaving. Her heart pounded softly. It seemed she would spend the rest of the night there until morning came.

I wanted to tell him it would be okay. But I couldn't. My hand hovered inches from his face, then dropped to my side. I remembered him kicking Sayler. I remembered the knife. My touch felt like a lie. So I pulled away. Night fell fast in the Deadlands. There was no twilight. The bruised purple sky simply turned black, revealing no stars, no moon. Just absolute, suffocating darkness. We huddled under the dead tree. Sayler fell asleep quickly, exhausted by the day’s terror.

A large mirror appeared in front of me. I was pinned in a hidden corner behind it. The sounds started quickly. Two figures tumbled onto the bed. Serena tore open Ethan's white shirt. "Come on, let me see if you still have those abs. I've been dying for this." Ethan glanced at me through the mirror, then turned back to Serena. "You know I'm not Caleb. You never give me much time. Two days from now you won't be mine anymore. So tonight, can we pretend this is our wedding night?"

CHRISTINE Sleep didn’t come easily that night and every time I closed my eyes, I saw the same thing again. The document Kael had pushed across the desk, the search notice, my name printed clearly beneath the description and the quiet certainty in his voice when he said Moonfall was a difficult city for someone without allies. I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling of my room. Nathan was asleep in his own room already and I could hear his faint snore earlier, but sometime during the night even that sound had disappeared beneath the restless noise in my head.

"Through the Night." We pulled. The violet thread didn't snap; it became a bridge. We were no longer in the Loom of Stars. We were falling through the Infinite Night—a realm of absolute darkness where the only light was the golden-violet glow of our joined hands. We hit a floor of solid shadows.

There were only a couple of other kids that chose to read over the computers. I browsed the bookshelf searching for a book to read, my step-father set fire to all my books in the wheel barrow when he first moved in with us. I picked a book up from the shelf, my father had bought me it before he died, I was surprised to see it in a school library. The Darkest Minds. I found my way over to a comfy seat in the corner of the room. Fishing out my glasses from my bag I made sure no one was looking before I put them on. "Hey." A boy interupted me three chapters in. "I'm Aaron." Peeking up from behind my book I saw a guy staring at me with a huge grin on his face. I had no idea how long he had been

His fingertips lingered on her skin, a fond memory of his endearment. Lily reached for him, but it seemed the harder she tried to touch him, the further away he got. The ground moved beneath her, and the flames in the forest grew. “No!” She yelled. “Please! Caspius!” Tears welled in her eyes. Darkness fell. As it consumed everything, his fading figure transformed into a beast. Then, there was nothingness. Bright lights blinded her. She tried to rub the sleep from her eyes, but found that she couldn’t lift her limbs. They were bound to a bedpost. Or perhaps that was just her imagination.

Curiously I opened the book; the first page I saw, it had handwritten writing which looked very old and the pages were almost yellowish, it said “The sun will turn into darkness, and the moon into blood, before the great and dreadful day of the Lord’s arrival. He will come and claim what is his and the children of the night will bow down to it". I turned the page to read more but the book started to disappear from my hand. My vision went black and I posted back into my room with a pang of pain in my head I placed my hand on my head and my eyes opened wide. What does that mean? I thought. I opened the notes from my phone and type exactly what I read in the book. Children of night what does th