Book Review For Night Novels & Stories

🌹_______________ Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light 🌹_______________ I kept everything in order and swept the library with some other girls. I wasn't in a hurry, so I spent so much time there. Soon after, I was done I went to the counter to tell the lady I'm going. Senior David came in immediately and dropped a book on the counter for the lady. "You came to return the book, it's past school hours" she told him in a very harsh tone.

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE: Friday night was consumed with nightmares and at 4am I decided to give up trying to sleep. I leaned over to my nightstand and pulled out a book and a reading light. Might as well take this time to get something useful done rather than scroll away on I*******m again. It had been a bit but I was finally reading to finish the last book in this fantasy romance series I loved. I hadn’t wanted the story to end so I had put off reading the last book. I loved the romance between the two main characters, a bad-guy fae who turned out to be the good guy all along, and a human girl who finds herself thrown into a world of magic. I just loved their relationship, and the whole concept

After the boys had left my room, I went through my bag and pulled out my favorite book, Night Flame, by Catherine Hart. I sat back in my chair by the window, prepared to spend the rest of the afternoon reading when a shiver ran down my spine. I jumped out of my seat and spun around to see a pair of yellow eyes glowing in the corner of the room. As those eyes drew closer to me, I realized that it was Simon, the fae that came to warn me the other day.

“You just made my life easier.” Stacey looked away, shy. “You’re not just beautiful,” Derick added, his voice low, “you’re smart too.” “Shh. Read,” Stacey said quickly, her heart pounding. “We’re in the library.” “Yes, ma’am,” he replied, turning back to his book. Stacey stood and moved toward the shelves, running her fingers along the spines as she searched for something to read. She glanced back at Derick, bent over his book, focused and serious as he scribbled notes.

God, the books. I'd already used my employee discount twice. Once on a new romantasy release that had been all over BookTok. Once on a dark mafia romance that promised morally gray antiheroes and enemies-to-lovers tension. The irony wasn't lost on me. Tuesday night, I actually slept through the night for the first time in weeks. No nightmares. No waking up at three a.m. with anxiety clawing at my chest. Progress. Small, fragile progress, but progress nonetheless. Wednesday morning, I woke up almost... not happy, but lighter. Like the weight in my chest had shifted slightly, become more bearable.

Madison’s POV Bip bip Bip bip bip Bippppp Why are my mornings always like this? Why can’t I ever sleep peacefully?, It feel like my brain contents were being ran through a meat grinder. Graphic? I know. I can feel the bright presence of the sun rays on my face, I must have forgotten to pull down the blinds yesterday, did I mention that my head was killing me? My demonic phone must think it’s at an audition with this enthusiastic performance it’s giving…Oh God, why won’t it shut up!!!

Betty filled my coffee cup. I wiped a crusty cluster of sediment from the corner of my eyes and mumbled, "Thank you." She gave me a sad smile and shuffled back into the stacks. I groaned, sipping coffee the consistency of motor oil. Time to get back to work. I sure as hell wasn't going to leave it alone. Not when I was so close to the answers I wanted. Fire brewed in my belly. I picked up the book in front of me. A demonology book. The history of incubi.

********** A week later, Maya fell into labor and was rushed to the hospital, she had her babies safely; two girls and a boy, it was a great joy in the Williams household, and a little party was made to welcome them home. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A year later, Maya wrote a book about her and Jayden and everyone involved in it and it was named " A NIGHT WITH A STRANGER". The story was published and sold all over the country and it became the top ten in the world, everyone who came across the story fell in love with it and wished to have an amazing story like her. She became the best story writer and won many awards and she was invited to different occasions. Her dream finally came to pass.

By the time midnight approached, I was standing beside my bedroom window dressed in dark clothing, staring toward the distant lights of the capital. The sensible choice was obvious. Ignore the invitation. Stay home. Avoid Kael entirely. Unfortunately, Kael Blackwood was not a man who reacted well to being ignored. If I refused to meet him, he would simply come looking for answers himself. Given his position and stubborn nature, that possibility worried me far more than the invitation. With a quiet sigh, I climbed out the window. Cool night air brushed against my face. The scent of damp earth drifted from the gardens below. Above me, a crescent moon hung low in the sky, casting silver light a

I couldn't leave the girls alone, unaware of the threat lingering around. "Ana." Jaxon's call halted me again. I heard his footsteps near before a book was stretched to me. "Read this, and you'll have all your answers." *** Sitting in the small table in our kitchen with a large mug of coffee, I pulled out the book from my backpack. Dark color, leather binding and bold golden title; it was the same book Mr. Valerious took away from me in the library. The book of the forbidden creatures of night. It looked old, yet neat enough to know it had always been taken care of. Greatly.