Romans & histoires Before Midnight

When the party ended, it was nearly midnight. Everyone was in a delightful mood, having a great time. It was half an hour's drive to reach the house. They decided to have midnight snacks at one of the famous restaurants in the area. They ordered pad thai, chai latte, cafe mocha and empanadas.

Feeling so awkward, they kept stomping their feet on the apartment floor. “I’d better go to bed right now…” said Eriwan standing up and quickly rushed into his bedroom. “Yeah… I think we’d better go to bed right now… It’s almost twelve at midnight…” said Erito also rushing into his bedroom. Minutes by minutes passed by again. It was already half past twelve at midnight. It was overcast on the grey night sky outside. Occasionally, the lightning would strike here and there on the grey night sky. The thunder was heard rumbling a bit very far away.

Tonight, was the night. Alpha Hardin ran through the streets looking for the fight. He was able to end the lives of five scattered wolves before encountering the heart of the battle. All around him his town was in flames and the lives of his pack, his family were taken away. No matter how hard each and every wolf fought, they all went down. The only members of the Midnight pack that were spared that night were the young children who were offered a chance to join the Blood Moon pack. Only ten of the twenty children accepted, the rest met the same fate as their parents.

The sound of crickets and owls from the surrounding forest at night was as loud as the frogs croaking during rainy days. The moon was hidden behind the clouds, slowly blown by the wind. It was almost midnight, three hours since Zev put Layla to bed. It had been that long for him to endure the soft whimpers coming from her. She would yap and yip some time then suddenly grunt. Like an adorable young pup she was, Zev tolerated her. But his patience had its limit. When Layla started nibbling on his bare chest, he was forced to push her away while kneading his brows.

his hand intertwining with mine as he led us away from the scene. As we bid goodnight to everyone, the realization struck us – it was well past 11 o'clock, and my dormitory had a strict policy of closing its doors at 10:30. A wave of concern washed over me; no one was permitted entry after the designated time. The immersive game and the joyous moments we shared had led us to lose track of time, and now we faced the challenge of navigating the dormitory's rules.

The clock shows 14:26, which is automatically in Indonesia at 01:26 in the morning. Zeva reflexively patted her forehead. "Oh, Zeva, you're really stupid. How can you disturb someone's sleep hours?" thought Zeva, cursing herself for her stupidity for not checking the clock first. Yeah, it's only natural that Zero didn't pick up the first call from Zeva. Zero was having fun just entering his dreams. "Uh, yeah, Sorry, I bothered you. I forgot that it was still midnight there," said Zeva to Zero. "Well, then I'll turn it off, so you can continue sleeping. Good night," continued Zeva.

Hoping that there will be more time before Rachel will rouse and go sober. “Now. I want it delivered before three a.m.,” he ordered, tearing his gaze away from his watch and going on from pacing back and forth. “But it is already midnight. No stores will be open at this time of hour—” she tried to explain, but Dlqn cut her off, preceding her with her protest. “I don’t care. Make some arrangements.” He said finality. “Okay, Mr. Reed. Got it.”

He knows the predator is in the room, but he can't see the teeth. I walk out into the hallway. The grandfather clock chimes. Dong. Dong. Dong. Ten o'clock. The house will be asleep by midnight. At 04:22, I will be reborn.

"Come find me after midnight. We have much to discuss." He walked away before I could respond, leaving dread settling in my stomach like poison. That didn't sound good. That sounded like a threat. The next hour crawled by. The ballroom filled to capacity. The orchestra played. Couples danced. Laughter and conversation filled the air with music and hope. At eleven-thirty, the MC stepped onto the stage and tapped the microphone. "Ladies and gentlemen, we are thirty minutes from midnight! All unmated wolves of age, please make your way to the ballroom floor!"

I shook my head, too confused to speak. “Because the last time a lunar eclipse appeared here, something extraordinary happened. A bond formed between two wolves, marked by the moon herself. We call it "Midnight's Mark". It has not appeared in one hundred and twenty-three years. Most think it’s legend, but I saw it when I was young.” My mouth felt dry. “What kind of bond?” “The truest kind, a mate bond chosen by the Moon Goddess herself, marked on the skin at the eclipse’s peak. Those who bear it are destined for each other, their souls matched perfectly. Such bonds appear only when the pack needs them most.”