Prologue
My children often call me night personified. They say it's because I'm so powerful – I can hide behind air or become the wind at will. I can create a flame with little more than a thought. I can still rough waters. I can lift huge boulders. I can do anything I wish.
Yet I cannot lift the darkness that covers my soul. Cannot warm the cold that has touched my heart, even after so many years. I have so many children, yet the bleak loneliness has never left me. The pain still fills me – black and red swirling eternally behind my closed eyes. The darkness has threatened to take over so many times – I am constantly in an endless struggle for power.
But I cannot let it take me over. He wouldn't have wanted that. He's gone so I can continue. I caused the ending of his existence. I will never forgive myself. And I will never forget him.
My name is Nyx. This is my story.
(A/N I do not own Nyx or any of the other House of Night characters. I do own the others in this story though. I started this story before I read the stuff about Nyx being the Virgin Mary, but I'm really enjoying writing this, so I shall continue anyway. It might be a slow process – I'm not a very quick writer… Emgem x
P.s. I know that some of you read stories, and then don't review because you don't know what to say. If you could just tell me if you liked it, or if you really hated it, that would be great. Thanks.
P.P.s. I'm having trouble thinking of names, so if you can think of any very unusual names, please tell me – by review or PM. And sorry about the long A/N)