nocturna suppressio

A story of an alpha vampire and a nerdy library as they discover love, and the dangers that come with it.

"Il y a bien longtemps, il n'y avait rien... Que les ténèbres et le néant. Arnon décida de créer la lumière pour créer la vie et plus principalement l'homme comme être conscient sous cette lumière. Mais Gridlock, le dieu des ténèbres et du néant se réveilla du fait de cette lumière et jaloux voulut créer aussi ses propres enfants dans le monde du néant et de la nuit, mais petit à petit la lumière gagnait l'univers et les créatures de Gridlock disparaissaient détruites par la lumière. Gridlock voulut par la ruse demander a Arnon d'enlever certaines étoiles, planètes, astres afin que ces enfants , qui avaient pris forme humaine pour séduire le Dieu, puissent vivre en paix et en harmonie avec la progéniture d'Arnon. Arnon trop sage et bon accepta sa demande et la terre fut donc privée de toute lumière proche et les premiers hommes apparurent dans le néant infini sans rien voir et devenant fou puis surtout devenant des proies des enfants de Gridlock. Arnon n'avait pas le temps de recréer les astres apportant la lumière a tant avant que les hommes primitifs disparaissent donc il a offert une étincelle de lumière : le feu. Par le feu, les premiers hommes purent se défendre contre les créatures de la nuit en s'en servant comme armes et moyens de créer des frontières près de leurs logis, mais petit à petit le feu se fit plus rare du fait d'un usage trop excessif et des aléas du temps et les créatures de Gridlock revinrent. Gridlock rendit par la peur et la violence le cœur de l'homme mauvais, il y eut des guerres pour cette ressource et l'homme brûla le monde et sacrifia la nature pour tuer à tout prix tous les enfants de ce mauvais dieu. Ces brasiers mondiaux éradiquèrent pratiquement les deux camps. Arnon a, pendant ce temps, réussi à créer un pouvoir de lumière dans un astre : le soleil pour éclairer ce monde. Face à une défaite imminente, Gridlock, malin, décide de négocier en tournant l'esprit de certains humains qui avaient perdu des proches pris par les forces des ténèbres. Il leur promit que leurs proches damnés ne seraient pas détruits entièrement et pourraient continuer à vivre auprès d'eux même être guérie s'ils pouvaient encore vivre loin de la lumière dans un temps sans l'astre d'Arnon appelé Nuit. Arnon, entraîné par les plaintes des hommes, décida de créer un cycle nommé jour et nuit pour les deux camps, mais encore une fois, il fut trompé par Gridlock, car la durée de ces cycles ne fut jamais actée. Des jours durèrent des semaines et des nuits des mois. Durant les périodes de lumière, les hommes pouvaient prospérer et vivre, mais quand l'era nocturna ou la nuit de Gridlock arrivait, il devait se barricader et survivre face aux monstres de la nuit, enfant de ce dieu terrible. Ainsi, il en est et ainsi, il en sera quand reviendra sur ce monde l'era Nocturna."

Knock! Knock! The third knock didn't make a sound. Before the Grim Reaper makes another knock, the door opened and an annoyed lady stood in front of him. Her yellow dress shows so much brightness and disposition, unfortunately his presence and three knocks mean one thing. Death. "Geez, it's 2 in the morning and I'm sleepy as hell whoever you are make sure it's urgent! What can I do for you?" she asked as their eyes met. When her eyes turned to his body, she deadpanned. "Man, what's with the black hooded robe? Are you emo? And is that a hook black umbrella? What are you, Kingsman? Try a folded one mister, it's easier to carry." "Elizabeth Alexis Cruz, 23 years old. Born on December 7, 1995. Died at 2:13 AM. Cause of Death: Heart Attack. Your time is up and you can't say no to that." The girl laughed so hard and hit his shoulder. "Mister, what prank are you pulling? Sorry but my name is Elizabeth Alexis Cruiz, 23 years old. Born on December 17, 1995. And no heart complication and still strong as a carabao. I think you mixed me up with someone. Next time you should be careful with spelling and typos. Have a good day mister." He knocked again but when the door open, the girl shoved an identification card and some paper in his face-- birth certificate. "Proofs. Make sure you slip them back under the door after you check them mister. And oh, here's my number." She slipped a colored note with numbers scribbled in it. "I do hookups depends on the face and I think you passed. Call me anytime, just make sure you don't have sexually transmitted disease, for now just let me sleep," she winked before closing the door. The Grim Reaper stood in front of the closed door, blinking. Emo? Kingsman? Typos? And hookup?! Soul reaping has never been this hard and humiliating, he thought.

In progress...

What seems to be a simple life of four human beings turned upside down after the past knocked on one's door. Leonna a scholar student likes to live life as planned, and that's what's up, Life did not approve her plan. As she digs up a disturbing story from her friend's past she accidentally hit rock bottom and that's where things get twisted.

After being forced by her bestfriend, office-worker Caroline was jammed in a live-concert of a rockband "Knock" which Felicity, her besrfriend, is an avid fan of. Being uninterested to the live, she decided to put ignorance to it, not minding the squealing crowd around her but what she did is a mistake. The crowd's attention are pointed towards her and she saw a man proclaiming himself to be hers. That guy is-- the same man she turned down 4 years ago.

In our day to day life, when we are too busy valuing work and giving time to a virtual world, since we are not being pampered, being loved, being taken into consideration, kind of feeling, this book tries to bring out the little joys of life on a daily basis to show, love is everywhere. We need to open our eyes and feel by the heart. Rest all is history

HIIII

They say children who have never known peace and children who have never known war have completely different values. Without a doubt, most kids fell under the category of the latter, but what happens when an unforseen circumstance takes away that life of bliss and pulls one into a more perilous life? Nox, a hybrid between two accursed races grew up with all the love and care his parents could muster, although criticized for being an abomination who shouldn't have existed, he didn't pay heed to the whispers and malicious words directed at him, as long as his parents were with him, nothing else mattered. However that peaceful life was short-lived. On a dreadful day, an organization known as the cult of d'rauh, massacred his pack and parents in cold blood, in pursuit of something within the pack's possession. He barely managed to escape death, following the last wish of his dying mother and his father. But was it truly that simple? Was there a hidden agenda behind the veil of the senseless slaughter of his kin? Well it didn't matter, whatever the reason was, Nox had no desire to know, only the desire for revenge lingered.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!