White Nights の小説・ストーリー

Fuck. Something runs past me hiding in the shadows of the woods. I stop in my tracks, scared of death. I can almost hear my heartbeat. My blood is raging in my veins. "Show yourself," I yell angrily. I hear a low growl and see strange eyes focused on me for a second. I scream and fall to the ground. "Alice! Alice! Alice!" The voices have gotten closer. Something is definitely following me in the woods. I stand to my feet hurriedly. My cloth and shoes have mud stains on them. "Fuck," I grunt. The midnight bell rings from afar in the village. What a hell of a way to start my eighteenth-year birthday. I hear the growling clearly as it draws closer to me. My hands are shaking as I grab the dagge

For if even a single dose were missed, nothing would stop the rebirth of the black vampire prince who would annihilate the white vampire race. Once he awoke again, no poison or chemical would be able to defeat him. They knew no weapon alone could kill him. October 26, 1599... A great feast was held in the kingdom of the white vampires, for just the day before, the chemical had once again been successfully injected into the black prince to keep him asleep for another hundred years. He lay in a secluded room surrounded by towering walls and heavy locks. In the past century, many white vampires had passed away from a strange disease that struck the elderly, but new generations were born to cont

The air became silent, and still, no one moved. It had been the talk for the past few days. Something from the past had returned. Something with perilous intent for all of mankind. Her father's soldiers had been sent forth across the sea to battle these things, these whispers, and while everyone was scared to say it, they knew it was a failed voyage, and none of those men were fated to return. Not with the bodies the waves kept washing daily to the coast. The soldiers had been graced with the powers of the Whites, an untold force that was meant to keep them alive, but no one believed that was even a thing. Because they hadn't seen it used. But hell was about to break loose. And this danger,

People said she was only nice to me because of the Lloyd family. Well, Liliana probably got what she wanted. "Zack, I noticed your clothes were all dirty yesterday, so I picked out a few for you. Don't worry, I've only worn them once. You don't mind, do you?" Walter said, holding up his cast-offs like trophies. All eyes were on us at that moment. I was hit with a flashback of all the times I was awkwardly bested by Walter. However, those embarrassments seemed like nothing after surviving five years in what felt like hell.

The room plunged into darkness save for the flickering orange hue that poured in from the kitchen window. Alarm bells instantly started ringing in Eva's head. While it could perhaps be explained away in a normal situation, Eva knew the street lights around the pack were not orange but a sterile white that in reality didn't do much to keep the night away. Being wolves meant that this wasn't an issue really but regardless, the street lights were white and the light pouring in was not white.

Unfortunately, the two people ended up empty-handed. Ever since that day’s encounter, the Undead Queen seemed to have vanished into thin air. It was worth mentioning that Whitey woke up. Even so, its cultivation was under the suppression of this place. After it woke up, it still looked tiny and could not turn into the huge Whitey. However, once the night fell, it became a guardian angel. With Whitey around, they could see without light at night. Alex and Phoenix could sleep peacefully. In Sinless City...

He let out a slow breath, clearly disappointed. “Tonight we will go to the mountains. She’ll feel better in her element.” “Fine.” My father stormed off, leaving me to play with Ghost. True to his word, Dad loaded us into his truck and drove us deep into Prince William Forest Park. Magnus rode in the front, and I was sandwiched between Diesel and Ghost in the back. A bright blue moon lit the brisk night air. “It’s the frost moon.” Ghost saw me studying the sky. “November’s moon feels off tonight.”

The bass from the main floor pulsed through the walls of the back room like a living thing. I had come to Club Eclipse alone because the apps felt empty and the usual bars were too loud for what I really wanted tonight. The flyer behind the bar had caught my eye: “Midnight Masked Play – Open Doors, No Names, Green Dot = Yes to Everything Except Pain.” I bought the black half-mask, had them stamp my wrist with the green dot, and stepped through the heavy velvet curtain.

I looked like a monster, a ghost rising from the grave. My inner wolf didn't whine or cry for our lost family. She paced in the shadows of my mind, baring her fangs, her fur glowing white with a dangerous, lethal aura. The weak, submissive Omega named Aisha died tonight in this dirt. Turning my back on the graves, I walked away from the Blue Wing pack house and slipped into the shadows of the unknown world. I was leaving now. But I would return. And when I did, I wouldn't be hiding my white fur anymore. I would be their worst nightmare.