When The Night Falls Novels & Stories

Rain pelted down in sheets, blinding me as it streamed over my face. Damn it. Was I going to freeze to death out here before Angelo arrived? I lay sprawled in the mud, gasping for air. I fumbled in my pocket until my fingers closed around the phone. The screen lit up, showing it was midnight. Headlights cut through the curtain of rain. A black armored car stopped in front of me. The door opened, and a pair of polished leather shoes stepped into the waterlogged earth. A tall figure slowly stepped toward me beneath the shelter of a black umbrella. I could only make out his jawline and a pair of tightly pressed lips.

I throw out my hands, and I swear I feel feathers brush against my finger. But it doesn’t matter, because I stumble back and fall into the dark water.

I am staring at the trees now. It's late at night and the cold breeze has calmed me down today. I'm going home tomorrow. My parents need me there and I can't cancel that meeting because it's important. Thana's birthday is also close. I have to be with it at least because of the day when we didn't see her. I miss her. I miss Athanasia's blasphemy. I closed my eyes while feeling the cold breeze. The fresh air is making me calm for a while.

Fortunately, they are not that intelligent to think about that. "I'll go to sleep," Delorah said after her hair was dried. "I'll tuck you in, young lady," Pauline answered and she put Delorah to sleep. While they are asleep, the moon is slowly eaten by a back entity in the sky. The nightfall, the bright night is slowly darkening to pitch black. Only the light from the fences is lighting the pitch-black night right now. In the middle of the night, Delorah was awakened by a strange breathiness and her chest hurts like her heart was ripped into pieces.

It's a handshake’’, I replied, with sarcasm of course. ‘’I can see that but you can remove your hand, I believe a handshake is only a shake of the hand, no need to fall hands like it's going to fall’’ he replied, beating me this once and he knew it. ‘’Chill out bro, I was trying to know who this pretty girl is, is she our neighbour or something, if so I live just a few houses from here, you can come hang out whenever you want.’’, did I mention that he was my best fucking friend but I believe Rowan doesnt know that.

Chapter 155 —I'm here, locked up. Narrator: Night had fallen over the city with a deceptive calm. It was drizzling. One of those fine, persistent rains that don't clean anything, just soak the soul, sticking hair to the skin and turning the streets into broken mirrors of artificial light.

BOOK TWO: THE IRON BRIDGES Chapter 92: The Rust of the Soul (Jace’s Perspective) Night fell on Aethelgard not with a sunset, but with a thickening of the soot. In the founding ground, twilight was a time of settling. The birds quieted, the campfires crackled, and the deep sight hummed with a gentle, collective deceleration.

Adam I stood transfixed to the ground like I was electrocuted. I'm really shocked by that expectation. I was shocked that I had to stare at the girl in complete shock. I could feel a different sparkle of shock run down my spine. I'm still in a great dilemma, I find it hard to believe that she just fell down for the sky. I couldn't fathom how she fell down from the sky. I stood still, staring at her with complete shock. This is really more than my imagination. I couldn't believe this. I stood with my legs, wobbling in fear.

Shrugging my shoulders, shifting into Majestic to run home. It was a brisk fall night, the sky was clear, and the moon was full. Wandering through the community checking on the border patrol members, then the warriors sleeping in the barracks. There was no sign of Black Moon warriors. It was just a peaceful night overall.

In the tunnel of a huge falling star, it was dark like a ghost area. In the deepest part of the underground, the darkness was thick like mud and it could not melt. The nightingale's mourns were surging in the darkness. "Hehehehe. Chaos. I smell the chaos' aura. These are the troubled times that the assassins are expecting. Is the chaotic time finally at hand? The spring for our Falling Star Sect is coming, hehehehe!"