Bad Night End Novels & Stories

Just for each other. *The End.*

"I'm sorry I don't mean to disappoint you. Maybe there was more pain than happiness?" "No! Not true!" He exclaimed. "How can you only remember the bad? And what is this bad that you are recalling?" "We both are tired; it's been a long day. Maybe I'll share it with you tomorrow. Good night Dev." Zari said, sashaying out of the dining room to the guest bedroom. ******

She got up in a rush from their king-size bed and looked at the time. The time was 1: 00 am. “Today is the 2nd day of July 2019. Game on, Brother. Game on, F-ing Moon goddess!.” “Why are you speaking to yourself, my beautiful vixen?”. Salvatore inquired, yawning and putting his curling midnight hair in place. Velda stood by their large window staring outside at the full moon, she felt the moon mocking her. A single tear fell from her eyes. Salvatore rushed over to her, hugging her from behind. He kissed her red hair, adjusted her luscious hair from the nape of her neck, breathed on it, and gave her light kisses on the neck to the collar bone.

"But I hope I gave them an awfully big adventure." The End "And that ends the story, my love." The woman kissed her daughter goodnight, standing straight to turn off the night lights for sure this time. "Good night, Jamie." "Good night, Saiva."

I didn't want the night to end this way. Blackmailer- 'Me too. Maybe I could join you in the bed? That would be a great end to this night ;)' And he was back. 'Oh, I'd love that!' Blackmailer- 'Wait, really? *shocked*' I snorted. 'No duh.' Blackmailer- 'Damn got my hopes up for nothing.' 'Sad, so are you really okay?' I waited patiently watching the three dots that indicated he was typing. And after a few seconds they disappeared, I scowled. Did he die while typing?

To home. *11:59 PM. [SFX: QUIET. THEN BREATH. THEN EIGHT.]* Our bed. February in the bassinet, asleep. Me. Adrian. _Silence. 11:59 PM._ “Day 597,” Adrian said. 56 BPM. “I know,” I said. “Eight,” Adrian said. “Eight,” I said. _Thump._ Upstairs, Ivy and Isla asleep. Alex asleep, _CREW_ hat on the nightstand.

Before I could even say else, he ends the mind link and I am left with my thoughts and my beautiful mate in my arms. Now the question is, can I finally sleep without having a nightmare tonight, or do I have to diverse a plan to attack Aquarius Waters tomorrow? ***

Even in the dark, I could make out its shape, and the interrupted light streaming in from the gap below it told me that Joy was waiting for my reply on the other side. Forcing a smile, as though she would see it, I called out to her, “I’ll take a nap first!” Everything will be alright after a nap, we used to say. “That’s my girl! I’ll see you tonight. Dinner. Don’t bail on me.” And she left. I turned back to the only source of illumination in the darkness—my phone screen. AS OF TODAY, 11 JAN, YOU WILL NO LONGER BE THE STAFF OF B.A.D.. APPRECIATE ALL THE HARD WORK THUS FAR. YOU WILL BE DULY COMPENSATED.

"STOP! CONGRATS! IT'S SO PRETTY. IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU. You need to tell me everything!!" Andrew takes the phone from my hand, looking at the screen in a straight face. "Bye" he says, ending the call. "You can talk to her later" he says, starting to leave kisses on my neck. AMELIA BLACK's POV: "They are totally having sex right now" I say, keeping my phone on the side table. I look next to me to see Vincenzo still asleep. I start to get up but Vincenzo holds out to me, keeping me in place. "Where are you going?" He says in his raspy voice, eyes still closed.

I cried out in pain as I dropped to the floor. "And that is to make sure you won't run again," his lips lifted into a smirk while my eyes stung with tears. I felt the world around me shifting. Darkness crept around me but I turned my eyes to Lindsey. My eyes rolled back and my eyelids started to feel heavy, I tried to reach out to my sister. I had the feeling that I wouldn’t be able to see her again. The last thing I heard before welcoming the darkness was his bitter voice saying, "Take her." and with that, I closed my eyes and lost myself into oblivion.