A One Night Love Novels & Stories

“Boy.” I loved my husband. I loved my daughter. I loved my friends. Most of all, I loved my life. I had never imagined how one night could change everything, but it had. In the most spectacular way, love struck. Ignited and burned more brightly than the hottest sun. It brought us together, tied us to one another. One spilled drink. One glance. One magical night. The End

All I feel when this man’s lips brush my skin, is a deliciously warm, wet feeling between my legs. Clearing my throat, I gaze into his eyes and breathlessly say, “I’m Sara.” Before I quickly look away from those deliciously sinful eyes. Now, this is a one nighter, kind of guy. The give it to me hard all night long and then disappear in the morning to be never seen again, kind of guy. Seeing this man, I could have gone for that just once. But. “Hm. I love that name. Sara, you are so sexy. What I wouldn’t do for you.” He leans in closer and then continues to whisper in my ear. “Shall we find out?”

Davin Lucas dragged a hand down his face. “Davin, one-night stands are supposed to last one night. That’s literally why they’re called one-night stands. You sleep together, you leave, end of story. So why are there enough paintings of this woman in here to fill a gallery?” “Will you let me speak for a damn second?” He let out an exasperated sigh. “Fine. I’m listening.” “It was supposed to be a one-night thing,” I explained. “We met at a club, and then a few days later, she turned up in my class.”

Trust me. "Liam…" Her big eyes studied me carefully, and I knew she was about to ask one of her questions. "Do you think we’ll work? Or was all of this just a one-night thing?" "A one-night thing, Kyra? I have feelings too, you know? I’m in love with you. If I could, I’d tie you to me just so you wouldn’t leave" and you’re still asking if that was just one night? Come on. The damn woman smiled. Instead of getting mad, she walked down the stairs slowly and stopped in front of me, just inches away.

She was pretty sure hers were bigger. "OK..." Mr. Marcus took a deep breath. Dealing with Jessica required a stronger ability to endure. "Let me be clear, was our child conceived out of love or...a one-night stand?" Jessica's heart tightened, and she fell silent. Of course, it was a one-night stand. Love? That was a joke of cosmic proportions. But she didn't dare say it, because the more she twisted the truth, the closer he got to the truth.

I couldn’t help but wonder how happy he’d make me feel if he was mine. “So you had something to tell me?” she suddenly asks. “Hmm” I say not explaining further. “Is it about the sexy guy you slept with?” I smile shyly “Oh My God! It totally is!” she exclaims “No it’s not” I lie trying to calm her down I could see the disappointment on her face “Well there’s not much to tell. He was a one night stand and I never have to see him again.” I say trying to sound convincing which was sounding as convincing as it should in my ears. “Fine so what did you want to talk about?” she says reluctantly dropping the topic.

JUST A ONE NIGHT STAND ALEKSANDER'S POV The air was bitterly cold tonight, and my mood was sour enough to match. A gust of wind ruffled my hair and I groaned with irritation as I swiped my hand through it before reaching into my front pocket and pulled out my cigarette. "No, Aleksander, we don't have time for that. We're already late! We've missed half the damn show", Before l could light the cigarette, my business partner, Nikolai shoved at my shoulder and kept walking towards the theater.

He initiated a kiss but she quickly turned her head, making his lips land on her cheek. "You're my life. I would never refuse you." "You just did." "My hands are tied, babe. I did what I had to do. You know how much I love for us to always be on the same page. I hope you try to understand my reason for this?" Emir explained, slowly moving his hands around her body until he got to the hem of her dress. "Not tonight." She mumbled. "You're still angry with me?" Emir snuck his hands underneath his wife's satin night dress, with his face in between her neck, inhaling her sweet scent.

Because I wanted her to know—this wasn’t a claim. It was pure devotion. It was what we should’ve shared that first night—not just heat and hunger, but something profound. Something that made the world fade until there was nothing but us. --- Sienna When he penetrated me, the bond detonated. My back arched; a cry escaped my throat, raw and uncontainable. It wasn’t just physical—it was everything. The heartbreak. The fury. The longing. The loss. The love I’d buried deep within, vowing never to bring it to light again.

It was a moment that would stay with them forever, a moment of pure, unadulterated love and passion. “You're beautiful.” “Just like your flowers.” She smiled. “Did you like them?” “Yeah. Are you alright? Looks like something is bothering you.” She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I was wondering if you and Marcus are now–.” “Kill the thoughts! Marcus still loves his ex.” She cut in. “Really?” “Yeah, so tell me. Why did you do it?” “I never cheated on you baby. I only had a one night stand with her and it ended there. That was before our commitment. How she got my number to text back is still a mystery.”