LOGINElara
I chose the Midnight Library more than my work life. My real life was disappearing fast.
I was showing up to work exhausted, dark circles under my eyes, making up weak excuses about family emergencies and insomnia.
Few people had texted me asking where I had been all day long.
I ignored most of them. All I could think about was Lucian.
I need to let go of this addiction, if not, cause I’m cooked!
My mindset kept replaying his hands, his voice, the way he made me feel completely alive for each night.
It's Saturday , after another week, a hazy day, I slipped into the hidden section even earlier than usual.
Lucian was waiting, but before he could pull me close, I heard footsteps behind me in the main library. My stomach flipped.
It was Sophie.
She’s one of the younger part time librarians.
She has been helping me cover my shifts.
Well, With her help, I was able to escape troubles.
But why is she here at this hour??
“What’s going on Elara?…Who’s she?” Lucian asked. But I ordered him to be calm for a moment.
“Elara? Why are you still here? I saw the lights…on”
She asked in shock, but as soon as she stepped into the glowing section. She froze.
She widened her eyes as she took in the shimmering books and the tall, impossibly handsome man standing beside me.
“Oh my goodness!…who is that?” Sophie whispered, staring at Lucian.
Lucian’s midnight-blue eyes flashed with shock. “Elara, what have you done? No one else should be able to see this place.”
I was trembling. I’m famished.
I must make sure Sophie doesn’t mention this to anyone.
“Hi Sophie, please don’t run or scream. I can explain please.”
I thought she would scream, run or maybe try to judge me, but instead, she stepped closer, her cheeks were red.
“He’s… not real, right? But I can see him. I’ve heard you sometimes… scream late at night. Moaning, gasping. I thought you were watching something sexual and masturbating, but this… please Can I… touch him?”
Lucian looked at me, he got furious and aroused. “You brought her here? Into my world, without my consent??”
“She won’t tell anyone Lucian ,” I said quickly, my voice damn shaking. Lucian’s angry face was scary.
“Sophie let me explain everything…he’s real here okay?. These books you see are fantasies that make things happen. Whatever sex you read from this erotic series, you would feel it. You want to feel it too?”
Sophie nodded eagerly, already breathing faster. “Yes. God, yes I do.”
Lucian looked at me. His eyes were still furious, he must think i’m stupid.
Unfortunately, this was the only way out. Trapping another soul would protect me from being caught.
I picked up the most forbidden book.
“Shadows of Three” : a story about one powerful man claiming two willing women. As soon as I started reading aloud, the magic surged.
Lucian’s melted into dark hunger. “Then let’s give her what she wants.”
He moved on Sophie first and kissed her deeply while he touched mirrored on my body.
I was insanely turned on, as he pushed her against the bookshelves, lifted her skirt, and dropped to his knees.
Sophie’s moans filled the aisle immediately.
“Ahh… fuck, that feels so good!” she gasped as his tongue slipped up her thighs to her pussy.
I kept reading, but my own body responded with invisible caresses stroking my nipple dots and teasing my clit. Then Lucian stood, freed his thick cock, and bent Sophie over a low table. He thrust into her in one smooth motion.
“Oh my god… ahhhhh!” Sophie cried out loudly. The wet slapping sounds of him fucking her hard mixed with her desperate moans. “Yes! Harder!”
I watched them, dripping wet. I touched myself as Lucian pounded into her, dirty talk spilling from his lips. “Take it all, just like that. Both of you belong to me tonight.”
He commanded me to join them, and the real intensity began. Lucian took turns with us against the shelves spanking my ass until it stung beautifully while he fucked Sophie from behind, then switching to bury himself deep inside me while he commanded Sophie to kissed me and sucked on my nipples.
“Mmm… oh yess! Lucian, fuck me harder!” I moaned, pushing back against him. The sound of our skin slapping wetly.
our mixed moans, and the creak of old wood created the filthiest symphony I’d ever heard.
Next, he took us together, I rode his cock while Sophie straddled his face.
“Ahhhh…I’m coming!” I cried out as I clenched around him.
The chock chummed loudly. The midnight hour was almost over. Lucian held us both. But his eyes were serious when he looked at me.
“This is dangerous, Elara. Bringing someone else… The library doesn’t like sharing its secrets. If you keep staying past the final bell, it will claim your soul permanently. Both of you need to leave now.”
Sophie slipped out in a daze, promising to cover for me again. But the experience had only made me more addicted.
The library air filled with sweat.
Sophie quickly dressed up and left before me.
Lucian and I lay together.
“What if I don’t want to leave anymore?”
He stroked my hair. “I wish you could stay. But the price is too high Elara”
But before I left, I found a thin, glowing book tucked away on a high shelf named “Futures Unwritten.”
It showed two visions.
In one vision, I stayed forever, lost in endless nights of pleasure with Lucian why my real life was fading away. In the other vision, I walked away and returned to loneliness, the magic slowly dying inside me.
As I finally slipped out just before 1 am, the grandfather clock in the main hall seemed louder than usual.
I thought about stealing one of the books, taking it home so nothing could stop me from calling Lucian whenever I wanted.
No more risks of getting caught.
deep down, I knew the library wouldn’t let its guardian go so easily.
I was in too deep. And I wasn’t sure I wanted to be saved anymore.
This means I could stay trapped if I’m willing.
LaylaMorning light spilled across the bed. Carl refused to leave. He insisted to stay. “If I go,” he murmured against my shoulder, “you’ll ghost me again. I’m staying.”I should have argued with him. Instead I let him stay since my sister had travelled. I stood from the bed and went to the kitchen. He followed me. While I moved between the counter and the cooker, he pressed to my back, his hands were firm on my waist, gripping them hard. He matched with every step I took. When I reached for a pan, his lips brushed the side of my neck.“You look so sexy cooking for me,” he said in a low. “Keep moving like that and I’m going to burn this whole breakfast just to get my hands under this shirt.”I felt tingles. I tried to focus on the eggs. His lips found the spot under my ear.“I love how good you smell this morning,” he whispered. “Love how soft you feel when you’re not running from me.”I was done cooking. We went to the dinning to eat. The air between us was already thick. I ended u
LaylaThe next morning, her flight was by 8am. I drove her to the airport. I got there by 7am. I helped her sort out her luggage. Her flight arrived, it was time for her to board in. “Oh my baby.” She hugged her longer than usual with teary eyes. I found myself crying, after I swore to her I would never cry or miss her. Lies! I was just teasing her. I watched her disappear through security with teary eyes. It’s just a 2 day trip, but I miss her already. I got back home. The distance from the airport was just 30 minutes. The apartment felt too big and quiet. Everything I touched literally made a sound. I got bored with my phone. Time to work. I was on the couch trying to work. A knock came in from the door. I ignored it cause I wasn’t expecting anyone home.Another knock again but firmer. This time I couldn’t ignore it. I got up and walked to the door, wondering who it was. I opened the door.I froze. Carl???Carl was standing there, his eyes were dark, jaw tight, looking like h
Layla“Layla, please. I’m sorry. I just missed you so much. I didn’t know how else to get you here. The truth is; You’re different from every other girl I’ve been with. I swear I’m not playing games. I want to date you. For real.” His voice cracked on the last words. For a second I thought he might actually cry.I didn’t listen to him. I was already at the door when his arms closed around me from behind. Carl’s chest pressed against my back, his hands locked tightly around my waist, holding me in place. “Please. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have lied. Just don’t leave like this.” He said low and rough against my ear.I tried to pull forward. “Let go of me Carl.” I kept pulling out continuously. He didn’t. Instead he held me tighter, and that was when I felt the hard, unmistakable bulge of his cock pressed against my ass. Oh my Gosh! A sharp electric jolt shot straight up my spine. My breath caught. I had never felt anything like it before. The heat of tension, the size of him around me.
LaylaI got home late. Lena was on the couch with a blanket around her shoulders, scrolling through her phone. She looked up when I walked in. “How was the party?”“Gosh. So noisy.” I said. I almost told her about Carl. The words sat right behind my teeth. ‘I saw Carl tonight.’ But the memory of her crying over him five years ago stopped me. There was no reason to drag that pain back up. Not yet, till I get revenge. “I’m going to bed, good night.” I muttered, and went to my room.My phone lit up on the nightstand. Two missed calls from Carl. I didn’t pick or call back. He then sent a message. “ I Just wanted to make sure you got home safe.” I left it on read, no response. I undressed, took my shower and did my skincare routine. I laid on the bed, forcing my eyes to sleep. The next morning, a message woke me up. I tapped on my phone. It’s Carl. “Can I see you today?”I hissed so hard. I stared at the message for a long time before replying. Layla: “ Sorry, I’m busy.”Honestly, I
LaylaI had spent most of my life standing in my sister’s shadow. My sister, Lena, was the loud one. People notice her first cause she’s the brighter one. I was the quiet younger sister who watched everything and said very little. Five years ago, when I was still in my late teens, I watched Lena fall apart because of a silly man named Carl.He cheated on her. When she confronted him, he gaslighted her and turned it around, saying she wasn’t enough for him. Such a liar!He’s a manipulator. I know my sister better than anyone does. I can tell you that my sister freaking loved this man. Despite being loud, in his presence, she’s always calm. She does everything to please him, but he still fucked other bitches. He broke up with her in a public restaurant. Of course, people watched. The embarrassment, gosh. She came home that night crying so hard that she couldn’t catch her breath. Her eyes were swollen and red. Her face looked pale. I sat outside her bedroom door and listened. I felt
Sloane It was Riven. He cupped my boobs. His dragged his thumbs on my sensitive nipples. pinching it just hard enough. “Oh my god! Fuck Riven…” I gasped to pleasure I felt. “Couldn’t just sit there and watch.” He said against the back of my neck. His hands squeezed harder on my tits. “Not while you’re putting on a fucking show.”Jonah didn’t stop fingering me. If anything, he went deeper, curling harder and watching my face while his brother groped me. I was trapped between them, Jonah’s set of hands between my legs while Riven’s hands on my tits. “Ah ah ah…oh my God.”The moans kept spilling out of me. It was so…Fuck! “Ah..ahhhh”Riven’s mouth opened behind my neck. “The Case is closed,” he muttered. “Your Ex is handled. We cleaned up your mess.” His fingers pinched my nipples again. “This is the payment, Sloane. We’re going to ruin you for it. You think it was free?”“The both of us will ruin you until you can’t remember what it felt like before.”Jonah pulled his fingers out of







