Allure Of The Night Novels & Stories

Could they really see through me? “You should d******d ALLURE,” She said, with a wink. Her phone screen lit up, and she waved it with a smile. “Everybody needs a little secret.” “What do you mean?” “Don’t play innocent now, Reese,” Anna interrupted, gliding her manicured hand around the rim of her dirty martini glass. “ALLURE is exactly what you need. That's where the real magic happens—Private, discreet, top-tier men only, darling.” “It's a dating app,” Sophie said lightly.

Scarlett nodded, feeling uncertainty grow inside her. The next morning, as everyone woke up and the sun barely lit the camp, Alex had already made a decision: he had to protect Scarlett no matter what. What happened the night before hadn’t been an accident. The gorgon who had almost drowned Scarlett was a princess of the lake, and although Alex still didn’t understand why she had attacked her, he knew there had to be a reason—and he had to find out. And that meant that, at last, he would have to tell Scarlett the truth about the supernatural world… and about who had attacked her the night before. Scarlett stepped out of her tent with Leslie, feeling the morning chill on her skin. At that ver

“That means the Orderlies… the patients… they’re not ghosts. They’re hybrids. Twisted fusions of human and forest.” Devon nodded. “And now it wants a new offering. That’s why we’re being drawn deeper.” A sudden gust of rot-sweet air swept through the theater. From the shadows, Marla emerged — barefoot, eyes still black, her skin laced with glowing roots. But she was different now. More aware. Something in her fought through. “You found the altar,” she said softly. Emily stepped forward. “We need to stop it. Tell us how.” Marla shook her head. “It doesn’t stop. But it can be fooled.”

The bed creaked and groaned beneath them, a symphony of their primal dance. Lucifer’s claws dug into Allistair’s hips, leaving marks that glowed with an otherworldly light. Allistair cried out, his body convulsing as waves of pleasure crashed over him. The pain and pleasure mingled, creating a sensation that was almost too intense to bear. Lucifer’s rhythm faltered, his own release building with each powerful thrust. With a final, primal roar, he spilled himself into Allistair, marking him as his own. Allistair’s body shuddered, his inner muscles clenching around Lucifer, milking every last drop of his essence.

Selene insisted. "Fine. How about we take the risk and visit tomorrow morning? I can't leave you to go alone. I don't trust them." Sia agreed. At that moment, it felt as though a heavy weight had been lifted off Selene's shoulders. Gap oily, she nodded her head and laid on Sia's bed to sleep. All through the night. Selene only dreamt about the man she had a one-night stand with and fantasized about being with him forever after meeting him again.

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The red door seals behind me once more, my skin still tingling from last night's frenzy, the club's distant pulse a seductive whisper in my ears. The room is rearranged tonight, the silk altar now surrounded by chains hanging from the ceiling, the ten masked strangers already in motion, their bodies linked in a chain of pleasure, moans echoing like a symphony. They part as I enter, eyes devouring me, and I strip slowly, my breasts bouncing free, nipples hardening under their gaze. I'm Aria, and tonight, I'm their chain.

With another sigh, Allie climbed out of the lonely bed and strode towards the open balcony door. The air outside was much warmer than inside the room, but she still shivered, dressed only in her nightgown. The omega hugged her arms around her torso and let her eyes wander over the lit-up city before her. Knowing that somewhere out there, possibly in some expensive as shit club with pretentious company, was Nate, drinking, dancing and laughing about making a bet on her.

She couldn't afford to anger him, not tonight. Suddenly they heard the loud howling from outside which shook the walls of the ballroom. Allison trembled in Lyceon’s arms but others cheered loudly. “The hunting had started!” someone screamed and a few of them steered outside while others celebrated. They were eager to hunt for their new mates tonight to start the mating process. Her reverie broke when she felt a wet touch on her forehead by Lyceon. “It's time! I need to go!” Allison nodded and silently followed her. She was pleased that now at least she would have a time to think rationally in his absence. His proximity was getting problematic for her recently.

“I knew something felt weird, but I didn’t think it could be this.” “Be what?” “It’s a glamour. Kristy, this place has been hidden from human sight.” I pull my phone away from my ear and drop a pin in my location and then send it to Kristy. “There’s an alley behind the bar and the building is right across from it, I promise.” I can hear Nicole’s voice through the phone but can’t make out what she’s saying. A few seconds pass and it sounds like Kristy is running. “I’m in the alley,” she tells me. “And you’re right. It feels…weird back here. Hang on.” Rustling comes through the phone and then I hear my friends chanting. “Light of the sun, dark of the night, reveal the truth before my sight.”