Big City Nights Book Novels & Stories

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Since the bus was not very crowded at this time of the hour, they got the luxury of choosing their seats and those at the very back were their favorite one. Once they got settled in, the bus doors closed and off they went. Vida stared out of the window and watched as the city lights flashed by. New York City at night is not very different from New York City in the morning. After all, it is the city that never sleeps. At 12:00 midnight, people were still out and about doing their usual Friday night businesses of club hopping and getting themselves shit-faced until Sunday. Oh, what would Vida give to have that kind of carefree life? Having the time of her life whenever she wishes to and not ha

The bright lights of Crimson Avenue filled the streets in shades of red and blue, shining against the damp pavement. The air was filled with the smell of sweat and cigarette smoke. The night had just begun, but the familiar rhythm of the city never changed. Christiana leaned against a lamppost outside a Nights Club, her thin fingers holding a cigarette as she took a long drag, allowing the smoke to fill her lungs. She 55breathed slowly, watching the curl of smoke disappear into the air.

Serena settled into the backseat, the city lights fading behind her as she navigated the transition from the ephemeral enchantment of the night to the familiar embrace of the morning light. The Uber driver, a silent witness to the tales of the night, drove through the waking city, marking the end of a chapter that unfolded in the pulsating heart of the metropolis. Serena, a mosaic of emotions etched on her face, gazed out of the window, contemplating the intricacies of the night that had just slipped away.

With a sigh, she slammed her book shut and approached the window. She’d always had a beautiful view of New York City fifty stories up high from her room. It was far more breathtaking at night, with its many bright lights reminding everyone it was a city that never slept. Restlessness thrummed in her veins like a reflex. She itched to be out, not left alone to her thoughts. She wanted to be surrounded by people, but not among friends. She wasn’t in the mood to put on airs with the usual socialite crowd. Dani grabbed her phone and plopped onto bed, looking up ongoing events. Her gaze drifted once to the textbook on her study desk, but the voice of reason had already shut up for good tonight.

It was one of those cozy Saturday evening and Bella had just returned home as her normal energetic self. “ Fiona!!!” She had screamed to announce her arrival. Fiona had tucked herself into bed, pretending she was fast asleep, knowing it was another Saturday for Bella to nag about her antisocial lifestyle. Fiona didn't care about stuffs like that, all she cared about was a warm night in bed with chocolates to celebrate her success in the completion of a big project which literally took forever. But Bella had another idea for celebrations, to Bella a night out to have tequila shots was the best way to celebrate, bit Fiona knew she was light headed and wasn’t a life of the party like her sister

Tumayo na rin ako at inayos ang mga gamit ko. Ala-sais na ng gabi nang matapos ako sa pinapaxerox kong libro sa Business Ad department. Marami pa rin ang mga estudyante pero karamihan ay nagsiuwian na. Mabigat at makakapal na libro ang bitbit ko. Naglakad ako palabas ng gate at saka naghanap ng tricycle na puwedeng sakyan. Ngumiti ako nang makitang mayroon pa namang toda sa tabing gilid ng kalsada.

“I’ll get the car ready.” South Ganuala was a far cry to the place he remembered it as. Gone were the old establishments near his high school where he frequently hangout with his friends and the once massive vacant lots that had a poster ‘for lease’ already had buildings and cafes and parks bloomed like mushrooms. He asked Wency to stop the car and decided he wanted to stroll around. “There are too many people, sir.” Wency stated, scanning the area. “You sure people here are already asleep at this time?”

Her walking stick made a loud thumping sound. The servants gasped and quickly nodded their heads. They feared this old matriarch. Balling her fingers into a tight fist, her temper simmered gradually. All she wished to do was slam the old witch onto the wall. Mia suddenly realized that the saying 'when you are at your lowest, you will be deserted by even the ones you thought loved you' is true. At that moment, breaking news popped up on the television. Undoubtedly, it was about her. A LUNATIC APPEARS AT HPZ HEADQUARTERS TODAY CLAIMING THAT ALESSANDRO ANTONIO IS HER FIANCE

She curiously looked at everything as they slowly drove through the narrow streets of this large city. The large buildings were like the skyscrapers she’d heard about before the fall, but they were leaning to one side or the other. Some of them even leaned against each other as if they’d collided when the world fell apart and had miraculously stayed like that for the next millennium. There were many people walking down the street. The city was more lively than any she’d seen before. It was known throughout the wasteland that being out at night was an invitation for bad company and bad things to happen. However, it seemed like people were less worried about that. Perhaps it was a side-effect