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Nightfall Daddies Series by Pepper North – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.wownovels.com Sun, 12 Jul 2026 16:10:11 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=7.0.1 http://www.wownovels.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/favicon.png Nightfall Daddies Series by Pepper North – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.wownovels.com 32 32 Titus (Nightfall Daddies #2) Read Online Pepper North http://www.wownovels.com/titus-nightfall-daddies-2-read-online-pepper-north Sun, 12 Jul 2026 16:10:11 +0000 https://www.wownovels.com/titus-nightfall-daddies-2-read-online-pepper-north Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Vampires Authors: Pepper North Series: Nightfall Daddies Series by Pepper North
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Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 50148 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 251(@200wpm)___ 201(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)

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Yield to the allure of Nightfall, the city’s shadowy gathering spot for the chosen.

Dare to receive a glowing white or blood moon stamp that reappears mysteriously to grant entry to the hottest club in town. Warning: The owners are ruthless as they hunt for their mates. And they’re hungry.
Tasked with pinpointing the weaknesses of Nightfall and the nightclub’s employees, Alessia Costa would rather be anywhere else than the mission her vengeful brother has required of her. As his deposable sister, Alessia’s wellbeing depends on gathering the right information. She doesn’t understand the dynamic bartender’s appeal but finds him irresistible.
A charismatic entertainer, Titus has always enjoyed an appreciative audience. Every evening at Nightfall, women flock to his section at the bar. Behind the charm of his smile and the skill of his drink concoctions, a dark side lurks. He will shield his mate from harm with every fiber of his strength. No one will threaten his Little and survive.

Warning: The Nightfall Daddies are possessive, primal, and do not shy from violence. Step into their club with caution. The faint of heart may find their world disturbing

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Chapter

One

Alessia shook herself like a wet dog when she reached the roof overhang, which provided some protection from the rain.

“Whoa! Thanks for nothing,” the young woman behind her groused as she patted the drops that Alessia had flung toward her from her face.

“Oh, sorry. I didn’t think,” Alessia apologized quickly. Everyone else was as soaked as she was.

“I’ll survive. What’s a few more raindrops? Your mascara has run a bit,” her new friend told her as she wiped under her own eyes. “How’s mine? I’m Betsy, by the way.”

“Hi, Betsy. I’m Alessia. Your makeup is great,” Alessia reassured her as she pulled out her phone and checked how badly she looked. “Good lord.” Alessia tried to whisk away the black smudges. Maybe she made them better?

Alessia shook her head in disbelief. Showing up like this, she’d be lucky to get past the bouncer. Ahead, security divided everyone into two lines after checking everyone’s right wrist.

“Do you know what they’re doing up there?” Alessia asked Betsy.

“People who’ve gotten in before have the Nightfall entry stamp.” Betsy rolled up her sleeve and showed off a moon. “Isn’t this glow cool? I’ll get to go straight inside at the door.”

“What happens to me?”

“There’s a welcoming ritual. The owner of Nightfall is drop-dead gorgeous. He greets everyone and leads you through the chant. The sound sent shivers through me. Truthfully, I’d like to experience it one more time,” Betsy told her.

“Ritual? Do I have to do something weird?” An uneasy queasiness in her stomach ramped up into overdrive, but Alessia tried to maintain her cool. She didn’t want them to focus too closely on her or her ID. If they suspected Enzo had sent her or were suspicious about her, they’d turn her away. Her brother controlled the local muscle in the area and had already caused Nightfall problems. She had to get inside.

“No, not really. You repeat the words with the crowd. Then, they give you the stamp. Easy peasy.”

“Oh, good.” Alessia relaxed a bit. Her shoulders settled back into place.

She was almost to the two security guards separating people. Both were monstrous guys. Who would mess with these two?

“Arms, please.” They pushed up their sleeves. The guys sent Betsy to the right.

“That’s it, Marcus,” the younger staff member said to the other man. From his deferential tone, Alessia picked up that the fierce-looking employee, Marcus, was in charge.

Marcus turned to stare at her. His piercing green eyes pierced through to her soul. Alessia froze and immediately put her hands together. “Please! I waited all this time in the rain. Can’t you let me in? I promise I won’t cause any problems. You won’t know I’m here.”

“Sorry, miss. That’s the limit for tonight. You can wait if you want to see if someone gets kicked out.”

Marcus focused past her right shoulder as if someone were talking to him through an earpiece. In a couple of seconds, he shook his head. “This must be your lucky night. Get inside. They’re waiting for you.”

She didn’t hesitate. Racing forward as quickly as her stilettos allowed, Alessia then slid through the doors and found a small bit of space to stand in the crowd. She scanned the packed room, trying to take everything in. Completely devoid of furniture, the decorations inside were simple but striking, giving her the impression of posh surroundings with the unmarred paint, sleek light fixtures, and thick carpeting. The people inside already swayed to the addictive music, facing a large screen in front.

The faint glow of the outside lights disappeared as the door sealed behind her. Could she get back out? An extremely handsome man appeared on the screen, and the hair on her arms rose. Audible inhales sounded around the enclosed space as his presence impacted everyone.

The power radiating from him struck Alessia like a sound wave. She’d seen others react to Enzo’s appearance and understood why they feared her violent brother. She cringed away from him when Enzo was on the warpath. This was different. Studying the magnetic man, she didn’t expect random violence unless she acted against him. His calm confidence assured her he could take care of any threat.

“Welcome to Nightfall. I am Alaric, the owner of this establishment. Only the worthiest may enter. Are you willing to dare the entry requirements?”

“Yessss!” The crowd’s answers blended together. Remembering Betsy’s advice to act like the rest of the attendees, she opened her mouth to agree.

As if Alaric heard her lag a few seconds behind the others, his image on the screen turned to stare straight at her. He couldn’t really see her, right? Alessia held her breath, repeating in her mind, “Please, please, please, don’t throw me out.”

Those around her followed Alaric’s gaze, focusing on her. Alessia stiffened her spine, meeting his scrutiny. Two incredibly long seconds ticked by as she stood frozen in place. Alaric lowered his head in a brief nod.

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Marcus (Nightfall Daddies #1) Read Online Pepper North http://www.wownovels.com/marcus-nightfall-daddies-1-read-online-pepper-north Sat, 28 Feb 2026 17:33:38 +0000 http://www.wownovels.com/marcus-nightfall-daddies-1-read-online-pepper-north Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Authors: Pepper North Series: Nightfall Daddies Series by Pepper North
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Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 49961 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)

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Yield to the allure of Nightfall, the city’s shadowy gathering spot for the chosen.
Dare to receive a glowing white or blood moon stamp that reappears mysteriously to grant entry to the hottest club in town. Warning: The owners are ruthless as they hunt for their mates. And they're hungry.

Shivery, scary thoughts rock Carina the moment she locks eyes with Nightfall’s head of security. Danger oozes from his green eyes and scarred bulk. Something about this massively built guy makes him irresistible. Surely he’s not interested in a completely average finance specialist. How can he speak in her mind and read her secret desires?

Marcus survived hundreds of rivals in the coliseum. Violence courses through his veins. Now part of a powerful clan, his mission is to protect Nightfall's purpose and all those who gain entry to the club. No one knows the vampires’ presence here has a secret goal. When the notice comes on opening night, he will do anything to keep his special Little safe
Warning: The Nightfall Daddies are possessive, primal, and do not shy from violence. Step into their club with caution. The faint of heart may find their world disturbing

*************FULL BOOK START HERE*************

Chapter

One

Standing in the large gathering area of Nightfall, Marcus kept his eye on everyone as they bustled around tending to the last bits of construction and decorative touches in the swanky night club. The opening weekend loomed ahead, upping the pressure on everyone to complete their tasks. This was Marcus’s worst nightmare, akin to fighting with an army of untrained and undisciplined soldiers.

In front of him, the bane of his existence at this particular moment, a woman dripping with artsy clothing, barred his workers from installing cameras. Few people braved disagreeing with Marcus. His massive build had withstood thousands of attacks, and his I-could-kill-you-with-a-twist-of-my-wrist attitude dissuaded most from arguing with him.

“I will be able to see every inch of this space,” Marcus decreed and stepped closer to the designer Alaric had hired.

“It isn’t done,” Pandora Delafante argued, bracing her arms on each side of the doorframe.

Marcus captured her gaze with his. “You’re right, Pandora. It isn’t done anywhere but here. You will allow my crew to continue.” He was impressed she stood her ground for three seconds before her expression softened. Seconds later, Pandora looked around as if processing where she was.

“Pandora, darling. You’re needed in the VIP lounge. Someone walked in with a bunch of green-and-pink striped pillows,” Titus called from behind the bar that ran the length of Nightfall’s main party area.

“Green and pink? Oh, no, no, no!” Pandora ran toward Titus’s voice.

Marcus rolled his eyes and turned to the two electricians. “Carry on.”

“We’re not doing something illegal, are we?” one of the younger men asked.

This job was going to kill him. That said a lot considering he’d survived the Roman coliseums centuries ago. He glared at the younger man, meeting his gaze directly. “No. Everything is fine.” He turned to see the other man staring at him and repeated his message. “This is perfectly normal.”

“Of course it is. Best job I’ve ever had,” the second man said as he reclaimed his ladder and headed into the bathroom.

If he’d only had time to run the wires himself. Damn the supply chain issues that had required him to let outsiders handle some of the surveillance.

“You owe me one,” Titus called from behind the bar.

Marcus dismissed Titus’s demand with a wave of his hand. He’d owed Titus many favors over the years. Titus had never forgotten to collect. He turned to go put out the next fire.

Three feet away from the dance floor, Marcus froze as a compelling presence appeared in front of him. While all in his clan could speak mentally, only Alaric could project his image across distances. The translucent glow of Alaric’s body signaled that only Marcus’s clansmen could see him. The Elder’s voice resounded inside Marcus’s mind.

Are we on schedule, Marcus?

Marcus bowed slightly to acknowledge Alaric as if he were actually standing in front of him. He had no idea where Alaric was at the present. He could be a hundred miles away or more. Alaric’s reach was not limited in any way. The Elder of the clan had earned Marcus’s respect and allegiance over the years. Marcus would die protecting the clan chief without hesitation.

Marcus answered, All will be ready, Alaric. Have you toured the space recently?

The Elder’s power rocked Marcus’s massive form at the offhand suggestion that Alaric didn’t have his fingers pressed to the building’s pulse. Marcus held his position, too stubborn to take a step back to balance himself. He modified his question quickly.

Alaric, would you like me to run through the latest security measures?

Workers streamed around Marcus as he stared into what they perceived as empty space. Interestingly, no one crossed through the area where Alaric stood, invisible to all except for Marcus. Concentrating on the Elder, Marcus ignored the puzzled looks he received from the various contractors. Clansmen, like Titus at the bar, watched him closely. A fraction of the tension in Marcus’s muscles vanished when Alaric answered in his usual calm and collected tone.

No, Marcus. As always, I have confidence in you. You will have thought of everything. I merely wished to offer you additional staff if needed.

The club will exceed the security needed. Marcus assured Lucien.

Perfect. It is essential we safeguard everyone who visits Nightfall from others.

Alaric’s reminder settled heavily on Marcus’s shoulders. The secondary purpose of the club hinged on Marcus’s ability to protect the club’s most precious visitors. He concocted his answer strategically.

Exactly. And also, from anyone who seeks to use the club for a reason other than your design.

The weight of Alaric’s full attention targeted him as the elder asked, Do you think we will be successful, Marcus?

Even after years of experiencing the elder’s intense scrutiny, Marcus staggered mentally as the bond linking them together tightened. Cautiously, he answered truthfully. Attempting to hide anything from Alaric was unwise. I do not know. But my trust in your design makes me believe our objective is possible.

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