When The Night Falls Novels & Stories

“United, we shall cut into them. We’ll assemble and let them come to us. I think they will be spoiling for a fight before sundown.” Malitus looked up at him. “Why do you say that?” “Because Lammas is near, a holiday for them. I’m sure they will want to be bare assed and drunk by midnight.” Laughter chattered among the officers as the General nodded. Ralta yawned. “There’s the chance they won’t want to engage us at all.” “True,” Malitus agreed. “But I have a feeling, call it a sensation or an inkling they are going to attack.”

Varyx growls, and the Hollow Choir sings louder. Falling onto my back, I look up at the sky. The sun is beginning to set. We didn’t make it. When the sun goes down, the rest of the creatures of Morvathuun will feast on our bodies. May the Goddess have mercy on our souls.

One moment I’d been curling up in Dain’s arms, my eyelids fluttering shut as I drowned in his delicious scent, and the next I was back on that cursed platform, the one Nadia and I had fallen from. The moon was full as it hung in the sky, out shining every single star that dared stand too close. Not a single cloud lingered, as though they too knew that they would pale in comparison. Only the softest of breezes drifted by, lightly stirring the nightgown I now wore.

Vienna's POV: The wedding ceremony was being held on a moonless night. Unlike Camden Falls, where ceremonies were bathed in the moon’s silver glow, the Northern Pack believed that on such nights, the Moon Goddess took her leave from the sky to walk among her children. It was a beautiful thought—one that filled my heart with warmth, as did my reflection in the polished bronze mirror before me.

Nelly said as they all came together. "What does it say?" Austin asked as Ottiline took it to read it. "When Night comes, The full moon appears and reflects."

A gasp tore from her. The entity’s warning echoed faintly. Your paths may cross. But not without cost. Tears blurred her vision. “I’m sorry,” she whispered, though she knew he could not hear. She forced herself to turn away. The worlds needed her. And if she lingered too long, she might unravel completely. On the fifth night, the sky finally shuddered. Lucien stood at the border of Nightfall, watching the horizon, when a tremor rippled through the stars. A faint silver glow bloomed where the moon should be.

Ynnah As the days go by, everything becomes complicated and scary. You never know what you will do the next day. You will no longer want to go out if when you go out there is a disaster waiting. I don’t know how long I will hide in that big mansion, because there is no certainty when the enemies will attack.

Gavin and I had been married for almost a year, but he always treated me rudely. I looked at the door, still closed as before. Maybe tonight Gavin would come home late as usual. The water on my face turned sad at the thought of the fact that tonight would pass in vain. Okay, I'm okay. Everything will be fine. Even tonight will probably be the same as the previous night; you don't have to be sad. I tried to strengthen myself. Fifteen minutes passed; I turned off the light and decided to sleep on the bed after the room lights were turned off. The 7X9 room was completely dark, apart from a little light source from the window vent.

“What did you walk into?” Back in the apartment, Maya’s phone finally buzzed. A message from Elena. We need to move. Tonight. Maya stared at the screen. Tonight. Her chest tightened painfully. The point of no return wasn’t approaching. She was already standing on it. And somewhere in the city, the man she loved was driving toward a truth she had tried desperately to keep him away from. PART 2 THE NIGHT MOVES The city was alive with its usual hum, but Maya felt as though the streets themselves were holding their breath. Every light flickered, every shadow stretched longer than it should. Even the soft tapping of her phone against the nightstand sounded like footsteps coming closer.

The moon cast a silver glow over the Reynolds' house as the family settled in for the night. Inside, the atmosphere was thick with unspoken tension. Selene's father, Henry, paced the living room, his thoughts troubled by the recent events. Elizabeth, her mother, tried to keep a brave face, but the worry lines etched into her features betrayed her inner turmoil.