Even The Nights Are Better Novels & Stories

May silence bring him peace. Naririnig ko pa rin si Mikey sa speaker. As soon as the day engulfs by darkness, I saw the flying ship again, silver and gold. So closed to the ground. Not even before. The ship covers the sun. It's not the moon anymore. It's not going to be an eclipse. The time eclipse happened, the ground was like a jigsaw puzzle, like a scrabble who have no depth words.

It's a rock version of Treat You Better by Shawn Mendes. "Good evening, Viscan! Advance Merry Christmas, everybody!" aniya at nagsigawan naman ang mga estudyante. Nilingon ko siya at sakto namang nagtagpo ang mga mata naming dalawa. He smiled and winked at me. "I won't lie to you I know he's just not right for you And you can tell me if I'm off But I see it on your face"

I'm happy that I have been part of this and that I've been part of his life even if it was just from my own imagination, even if it was just a nightmare. 'A BEAUTIFUL NIGHTMARE.' *** <33

The heavy provincial night was cool, thick with the scent of wild jasmine and the rhythmic, therapeutic roar of the tide crashing against the sandy shore. In the master bedroom of the small, beautiful cottage Zachary had purchased just down the road from the restaurant, a single lamp cast a warm, golden glow across the dark wooden walls.

Binigyan ko siya ng isang ngiti, ngiting totoo. “Goodnight and thank you Tanner. Na-appreciate ko lahat ng ginawa mo.” “Anything for you.” Napasandal ako sa pinto ng kwarto na pinasukan ko at tahimik na napatili—teka hindi dapat ako kiligin! Hindi! Saglit lang ‘to! Bukas ay uuwi na ‘din kami! Tama! Itutulog ko na ito para dumating na ang bukas, tama-tama. ***

Weeks Later One evening, as they watched the city lights from her balcony, Madison looked at Sebastian and asked, “Do you still think I’m a distraction?” He smiled, brushing her hair back. “No. You’re my clarity.” And for once, that was enough.

Plural. This day is full of strange shits. We don't usually initiate two neopthytes at the same time. Pero mukhang iba ang sapak ni Trace ngayong gabi. Pinagsabay ang mga baguhang sina Nite at Isauis. On a normal day, I'll be giddy. Excitement will run to my blood but for some odd reasons, I find it bland. Naihilamos ko ang palad sa mukha habang nakatitig kay Nite, ang isa sa mga bibinyagan ngayong gabi. Sa isang mataas na upuan ito naka pwesto, nakabukaka.

Pagkahiga niya, tinakpan niya ang kanyang mukha gamit ang kumot, pilit pinipigil ang sariling gumulong sa kaba. Ang "good night" na iyon ay punong-puno ng pang-aakit, ang malalim na tono nito ay tila isang balahibong humaplos sa kanyang tainga at nagawang mag-iwan ito ng kiliting hindi niya maipaliwanag. Sa gabing iyon, hindi na maalala ni Evan kung paano siya nakatulog.

At kung sakaling naroon si Jasper… Kung sakaling naroon si Wade... Then let the night burn.