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.
Nyra I never asked for any of this. I’ve been trying so hard in my academics. Honestly mathematics has been a tough one for me, but I never wanted a tutor. I never wanted another adult in this house watching me fail at the same subject over and over again. But my parents never asked. They decide for me every freaking time. And whenever they decide, the conversation is already over.All thishappened at dinner, the way most of their decisions do. My father put his fork down, looked straight at me in the eyes and said, “You’ve failed the last two semester ests. I and your mom has made a decision Nyra. Mr. Cade, your maths tutor would be here tomorrow at 3pm. Be ready. We need you to improve.” My mother didn’t even look at me after dad said that. “No distractions or giving silly excuses.” That was her last word. She said in a low voice. “Okay.” I nodded. What else was I supposed to do? I’m just eighteen. I still live under their roof. Arguing only makes everything worse. I hate maths
VeraThe car engine finally cooled down enough. Remy coaxed it back onto the road without a word. The engine still growled unevenly under the hood, but it held us through the journey. The afternoon light had gone soft and gold. Dust clung to everything we had on. Our clothes, the dashboard, the insides of the windows. I sat in the passenger seat with my knees pulled slightly toward the door, watching the empty stretch of highway unroll in front of us.The silence was different now. Not that we were angry though. Every time his hand shifted on the wheel I felt how he fingered me. Every time my knee brushed his, neither of us moved away. The air between us had changed a lot. It no longer crackled with fight. Miles passed but the radio stayed off. The GPS was dead. Indeed, a journey to remember. Remy glanced at me without a word. His eyes were dark in the fading light, the pupils wide, the irises almost swallowed. They moved from my mouth to the side of my throat and back up again.“Yo
Vera We were still on our journey. At this point, I lost myself. I totally forgot that I had a reason for being here. When we drove the car a few miles away from the motel, the car started making a weird sound. Oh please…not again. It was a subtle sound at first. A low uneven groan coming from somewhere under the hood while we were still moving at highway speed. I felt it more cause I was the one driving. The vibration that traveled up through the steering wheel and into my palms. I frowned and glanced at the dashboard. The temperature needle, which had been sitting quietly in the middle all morning, had started to creep upward.Then the temperature of the car light flashed red. Steams began curling out under the hood in thin. Smokes?!My heart is already climbing into my throat.“Remy…Do you hear that?” He was quite nonchalant and silent. Remy sat up straighter. “Oh shit!”Remy looked over from the passenger seat.The groan deepened into a higher, strained whine. A thin curl of w
VeraJust as we got into the car, the storm hit without warning. The sky went dark and heavy in a minute. Rain came down in sheets so thick the headlights barely cut through it. Thunder cracked close enough to make the windows rattle. I slowed to crawl the car. My knuckles white on the wheel, while Remy stared at the barely visible road ahead. “We need to get off this highway,” he said.“Mmm.” I nodded.We tried all the exits, but unfortunately, there were no vacancies. Everywhere we’re fully booked. The storm had driven everyone indoors. My phone battery had one bar. Gosh. We thought of booking a room but the list of motels all said the same thing. We kept driving until the rain was so bad. I could barely see the hood of the car. The weather got freaking cold. The last place we could get looked like it had been built in the seventies and never forgiven for it. A flickering neon sign written ‘VACANCY’ in half-dead letters. I pulled under the narrow overhang and we both sat there fo
Vera The GPS died completely somewhere past our last stop. It was weakly recalculating. It was just a black screen and a soft, useless beep. What the hell? I tapped on it again but it didn’t respond. I rolled my eyes up in anger. Remy noticed and glanced over me. He smiled so unbothered. He smiled like the universe had done him a personal favor.“Scenic route it is, then.” He tried to make jest of the situation. “Ohh please Remy, we have a schedule.” I kept on him steady. Nothing was freaking funny. “Ok miss, we had a schedule. Now we have back roads and whatever the hell this static is trying to sing.”He turned off the main highway without waiting for my permission. I sighed. I hated how quickly the world got smaller around us. I knew this night would be hell itself. Night fell hard, hours past so quick. The radio only spat static and the occasional half-song that cut in and out like it was mocking us. The Silence between us got louder. The physical space between us was jus
Vera I had planned everything. All events today should definitely go smoothly. I had a flight at 8:40am. I arrived at the airport thirty minutes before my flight, exactly the way I always did. I didn’t want to feel rushed. My boarding pass was already pulled up on my phone. My tote bag sat neatly on my shoulder. Inside it was the printed itinerary, two protein bars, a bottle of water, and a small pack of disinfecting wipes. I had checked the weather, the traffic, and the terminal map the night before. Everything was under control.I moved in through security without a single delay. At the gate I found a seat near the window, set my bag at my feet, and opened the itinerary one more time just to look at it. Gate B17. Departure 8:40. Three clean days of driving, then I would be done with this trip and back in my own carefully ordered life.The first announcement came at 8:12.“Attention please. Passengers on Flight 447. We are experiencing a mechanical issue and will provide an upd







