Book One Night Novels & Stories

He nodded slowly and before he could say anything more, the bedroom door swung open. Erick and Jess stood at the doorway; they were both breathless, so we knew they were running. Jess held one of the thickest books I had ever seen; it was a large brown book with golden decals swirled throughout the cover. In the front of the book, in a silvery oval was a white infinity symbol I didn’t quite recognize and then written in white above the symbol read: Book of Magic. “Woah…” I breathed, staring at the book. It was real.

More, and more. End of Book 1

Avery stood still, stunned. "Is there any available room?” "Hum… We're so sorry to inform you that the rooms have been fully occupied. We would refund your money and compensate you for the inconvenience we caused you." Avery sighed, a frustrated hiss curling out of her mouth. This week had been the most miserable week of her life. Getting cheated on, being walked in on while pleasuring herself, and now, getting sent out of the room she had fully booked. All in one week? “Of course.” She whispered. “This had to be included in the list of terrible things that has happened this week.”

Two chapters from me. One from Noah. The book was at chapter fourteen of the first volume of the seven book series. At this rate we would finish the first volume in three weeks. I had already ordered the second. Noah closed the book. He put it on the bedside table. He looked at the ammonite. He looked at Adrian in the small chair. "You should stay," he said. The room was very quiet. Adrian looked at him. "At the hotel?" he said. Noah shook his head.

The heat in my body was getting worse, like I needed to unleash every frustration that had welled in my system. As the elevator took us up, I tried to keep my distance. Maybe it would bring me back to my senses before I finally take this big leap of faith. I got to his room, trying my best to control myself. “So,” he purred while still holding my hand. “Are we going to tell each other our real names?” ”No names.” I said. He nodded. “It’s just one night.” I stared at him, No regrets I’m making this up as I go along, I mean is there anything wrong having one night with a total stranger?

No more drama today. I reached for my phone on the nightstand, but my hand found something else. Small boxes and a bottle of water were sitting right where my phone should have been. I picked up one of the boxes and read what it said: Plan B One-Step Emergency Contraceptive. I smiled, a strong feeling of love for my roommate washing over me. Nola had gotten the pills even though every pharmacy was closed last night. She really was the best friend anyone could ask for. I turned to thank her, but she was still completely asleep, curled up under the blanket like a little kid. I decided to let her rest.

It wasn’t listed in any index. No title. No author. Just a cover etched with a symbol that made my wolf cower. A circle of jagged teeth. --- Ronan ignited a candle, the glow flickering warmly in the shadowed room. No electricity, no technology. “Words this old don’t tolerate wires,” he muttered, placing the flame gently between us. I didn’t bother to question his knowledge. I simply opened the book. The first line snagged my breath: “Where the Lock bleeds and the Keyhole binds, the Door will open. And beyond it waits the Nameless Moon.”

"Duly noted, and no snoring, I like having a peaceful night sleep." Nikolai scoffed and turned off the bedside lamp on his side, but I leaned over to switch on mine. I wasn’t ready to sleep yet. My nerves were still buzzing, and I needed something to distract me. To distract me from all this, from Nikolai and his family and my own thoughts. I reached for one of the books I’d brought with me from home. "The Housemaid" by Freida McFadden. The author that Leo and I had talked about during dinner.

And together, we step out into the evening, ready to face whatever comes next. This is perfect. END OF BOOK ONE ########## Book Two starts immediately after this one. It will be posted in this same book. Thank you for sticking around.