Good Night Fall Novels & Stories

“What’s going on? Is there a power shortage?” Don Vandolf laughed. “No! Look at it,” he said. Ivana and Jacob walk down the stairs hand in hand. Later, Asia’s songbird Miss Regine Velasquez-Alcasid started singing. The two also had a spotlight while going down the stairs. Rhea returned to her seat and watched the lovers descend. “They look good together,” she said. Diana sneered and rolled her eyes. “They don’t really fit,” she whispered. She looked at her cell phone. “It’s almost nine o’clock. Where is she?” she said as her eyes widened.

Gavin and I had been married for almost a year, but he always treated me rudely. I looked at the door, still closed as before. Maybe tonight Gavin would come home late as usual. The water on my face turned sad at the thought of the fact that tonight would pass in vain. Okay, I'm okay. Everything will be fine. Even tonight will probably be the same as the previous night; you don't have to be sad. I tried to strengthen myself. Fifteen minutes passed; I turned off the light and decided to sleep on the bed after the room lights were turned off. The 7X9 room was completely dark, apart from a little light source from the window vent.

With her hands groping the walls, she attempted to stand up, but the sharp pain shooting through her legs caused her to collapse. Avery winced as her legs gave way, realizing she had sprained her ankle. Just then, she heard the metallic sounds of gears and locks. For a fleeting moment, silence engulfed the room, followed by creaking noises, and suddenly, a bright light flooded the space. It was so intense that she had to shield her eyes until they adjusted. "The Boss wants you," a deep, husky voice declared, drawing her gaze in its direction. "F*** you!" Avery cursed, glaring defiantly at the stranger. "I won't budge from here unless you tell me where I am."

CHRISTINE Sleep didn’t come easily that night and every time I closed my eyes, I saw the same thing again. The document Kael had pushed across the desk, the search notice, my name printed clearly beneath the description and the quiet certainty in his voice when he said Moonfall was a difficult city for someone without allies. I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling of my room. Nathan was asleep in his own room already and I could hear his faint snore earlier, but sometime during the night even that sound had disappeared beneath the restless noise in my head.

Rowan: “Colleges can wait. The world can wait. We’ve got one more summer to burn the sky down right.” Above us, the Milky Way shifts. The stars rearrange themselves into one quiet, blazing sentence: YOU WERE NEVER LEAVING. We stay on the field until dawn, laughing, crying, planning a year that belongs to no campus, no kingdom, no prophecy. Just us. Four days left of summer? Good. We’re going to need every second. The Last Night of Summer August 31, 2029 – 11:59 p.m., the ridge above Hot Springs

Goodnight C: G’night superstar There’s nothing good about the night. I yank the blanket over my head. This needs to stop. This back and forth, using me to feel good for a while has to end permanently. A wave of tiredness rolls over me, my eyes droop. Fighting the sleep is hard but I manage. I’ll wait for him so we can talk and put a stop to this. I need to know if he’s in or out. Someone taps my shoulder. I roll over on my side and stretch my arms. Something is off about the couch. No. I’m on the bed. How did I get here?

"Right night. Breakfast tomorrow? Start afresh?" Something in my chest opens quietly at the edges. "Okay. Goodnight, Garry." I hang up. I stare at the ceiling for a long time. Then I sleep better than I have in months. End of Arc 1: The Wrong Room

Her grit and determination are sexy as hell. Fallon reaches the platform, grabbing ahold of one of the boards to swing herself up. As she does, one of the recruits that was tailing her closes in and snatches her other patch off of her shoulder just as she swings onto the platform. It should be game over, but either she doesn’t know that her patch was taken or she just doesn’t care. Once on the platform, she lands a couple of good jabs on Brennan, one of the gold team recruits guarding the flag. As he staggers back and falls, she wheels to Summer, the other flag guard, and knees her in the stomach so hard that it knocks the wind out of the poor girl.

" You don't have to thank me since I haven't done anything yet and what are friends for?. " " Hm. " " Alright, you can go to sleep now, goodnight. " " Goodnight," Rose replied as the call got disconnected. [ Goodnight Readers, it's currently 11:03 pm here on Thursday, September 2nd, I'll upload this tomorrow since I don't have an active data bundle. ]

Making us cuddle. "Good night"He mumbles falling asleep. "Good night" Tomorrow is gonna be a long day. I hope we start talking again. ... ...