When The Night Falls Novels & Stories

‘Soft the drowsy hours are creeping, Hill and dale in slumber sleeping, I my loved ones' watch am keeping, All through the night.’ Listening to the soft, loving voice, Nox finally stopped fighting his tiredness. “Goodnight, my love.”

That way, we all share the same blood and strengthen our bond with the moon goddess. “Before you tell me you deserve a 2-months break, I want you to know that this is important”, he paused waiting for me to speak but I did not so he continued, “The Nightshade Pack have sent another invitation again, to join their pack ceremony again, words are out there that they want to form an alliance with us”. He took another paused and I tilted my head slightly, furrowing my eyebrows. I’ve heard of the Nightshade pack but I’ve never been there, the Crescent Pack never visits other pack, whenever a neighboring pack need help, they come to us for help and we offer them. We’ve also never formed alliance wi

The night had begun to fall. And so had everything else.

Kai, age 10 The night had fallen thick and heavy over the A****n, a darkness so profound it seemed to devour the world. The air hung heavy with moisture, carrying the rich scent of damp earth and exotic flora. The jungle's nocturnal symphony pulsed with life - the distant howl of a howler monkey, the rustle of unseen creatures in the undergrowth, the haunting call of a nightjar. But tonight, an undercurrent of tension thrummed beneath the familiar sounds, setting Kai's nerves on edge.

Alyssa holds hands and begins to sick soulfully: “When the heart is frozen, and your tears flow like the waterfalls in Alparo, when all seems lost and peace is yonder, oh! Daughter of the Ancient Alparo. Lift your hands to the sky, let your eyes glow, let your hands lead you to where the relief comes and power excels”. The entire room became windy, like a tornado. The books on the shelves begin to fall because the whole room is vibrating like an earthquake is about to happen.

Water descended from the sky in minuscule drops that mirrored the light of the waning moon. Each tiny drop was a microcosm of the universe of alternating light and shadow, of shifting energies and swirling galaxies, gleaming like diamonds at one instant and then absorbing light and color in a moment.

Lucas narrows his eyes, he has never hear Douglas speak before. He must really be scared. " It is dangerous to travel in the dark", Tobi replies, he crouches on the ground and traces the dirts with his fingers. " indeed, traveling at night is very dangerous, we travel by day and hide by night", Tarah suggests, she picks the sharpened wood twirling around as her weapon. Lucas leans against the truck, he frown and glances at Emily. Smelling something awful, he glance around, sniffing the air.

Every muscle in her body cramped from clinging to the branches while fear kept her frozen in place. The Hollowfangs lingered for what felt like forever before eventually drifting back into the darkness one by one. Nova didn’t move. Didn’t breathe properly. Didn’t risk making a sound. Then slowly… The sky began to brighten. Daybreak. The Hollowfangs finally started retreating deeper into the forest toward wherever those things hid during daylight. Nova waited a little longer just to be safe. Then carefully she lowered herself down from the tree. The second her boots touched the ground she looked around sharply.

Jenefer ignored that feeling, telling herself that she should be enjoying instead of worrying, but by the time they went on their separate ways, that feeling worsened, to the point that it made Jenefer uncomfortable. She was walking along an alleyway towards her house when she doubled over, the feeling that followed was the strangest of all, it felt like all the living daylights were fading off from her as she fell and the ground grew closer and closer. And by the time she was on the ground, she was already a goner. - Camera shutters were heard from left and right as flashes lit up the night. The police were bustling around, trying to keep the onlookers and the journalists at bay and to prev

BELLA’S POV Just like that, a week passed, Leo and Angelica became a permanent part of my home. The lighter I felt, the more guilt seemed to weigh down on me. My nightmares returned with stifling intensity and nothing seemed to help. The drive home was unnecessarily long with traffic making it hard for me to navigate the tarred roads. I got home around nine and from the other car in the driveway I knew Leo was home probably spending the night. The man had a way of forcing things.