Hold On To The Nights Novels & Stories

I was left agape as I saw Arik staring at me. "H-hey, is there anything wrong—" "Can I hold you?" he cut me off. I bit my lip, struggling to contain my emotions. "W-why?" I stammered, the lump in my throat unbearable. He furrowed his brow, shook his head, then leaned down. "I just... You feel so lonely and vulnerable. I want to hold you just to make you feel better. I feel like it's the only thing I can do because I can't remember anything..."

And Lucas…Lucas accepts and embraces every imperfect part of me. “And I’ll love you,” I pant between kisses. “I don’t care what happens tonight. I’m not letting anyone get between us.” I hold onto him like my life depends on it. In some ways it entirely does. “I won’t let it come to that. Whatever happens tonight…I won’t let them even attempt to keep us apart.”

“ It’s getting late. “ I state, breaking the thick silence. “ It is. You should stay here. “ He says. “ No, it’s alright. “ I say. “ Emma I really Need you to stay with me for the night. “ He whispers, holding my hand gently. Realizing that he fears loneliness, I agree. I spend the night with Noah in his bedroom. He doesn’t do anything, but hold me tight through out the night, scared to be lonely. -Do we need somebody Just to feel like we’re alright? Song: Scared to be lonely by Dua Lipa and Martin Garrix.

I'm trying hard not to laugh when my turn comes. What was meant to be a coffee turned to be a huge feast. I'm not any different as I mutter the word same and look down. " Iced tea with lemonade," We begin small talk and it's obvious the tension and embarrassment on all our faces after the host decided to drink tea. Which girl sleeps with a man on the first night, their is no good impression am trying to create. " About the other night," I begin. " Am all ears." He replies.

That I'm still breathing I'm hopeless now I'd climb every mountain And swim every ocean Just to be with you And fix what I've broken Oh, because I need you to see That you are the reason There goes my hands shaking And you are the reason My heart keeps bleeding And I need you now If I could turn back the clock I'd make sure the light defeated the dark I'd spend every hour, of every day Keeping you safe I'd climb every mountain And swim every ocean Just to be with you And fix what I've broken Oh, because I need you to see That you are the reason I don't wanna fight no more I don't want to hide no more I don't want to cry no more Come back I need you to hold me (You are the reason) Come a litt

"Marcus usually accompanies me to handle side discussions. But since you manage my immediate itinerary now, you'll be joining us tonight." ​Liana froze, her hand pausing over her notepad. "Sir?" ​"You heard me," Julian said, his tone flat and unbothered. "Be downstairs by seven-thirty tonight. Wear something formal, bring your tablet, and keep track of everyone I speak to. I don't intend to stay longer than necessary." ​"I... understand, Mr. Vance," Liana said, quickly regaining her composure. "I'll be ready." ​"That'll be all."

“Tomorrow. Tonight, I just want to hold you.” Pyhna closed her eyes, listening to his heartbeat. The passion between them had shifted—still fiery, but deeper now. Healing. Her lost soldier was mending, and so was she. But the final fight waited just beyond the trees. They would face it together, stronger than before.

I asked, softly dabbing my face with the powder foam. Synn's voice bubbled with excitement, "The Outing Night is a party that's held to acknowledge all the performers at Wet Nights, the party is usually held every last Friday of the year, and they throw it in one of Bishop's private hotel. No rules, just pure fun." I suddenly paused and turned around to look at Synn, "Wait, what? You mean Bishop will be at the party tonight?" I asked with a conflicted emotions. "Of course, yes." Synn giggled.

“Don’t let go of me, Torrhen. When the nights are like this. Don’t let go.” “Never.” He pulled her back against his chest, and she felt his heartbeat steady under her cheek, and the bond between them filled with something that was not heat and not even comfort exactly, but presence, the deepest thing two people could give each other. “I held on across three hundred miles for a year, Brynn. You think a few nightmares are going to make me let go now? I’m exactly where I’ve wanted to be for twelve months. Holding you. In the flesh. I’m not going anywhere.”

Dreams of a woman in red? If you have, do not close your eyes tonight. Because the top bunk has been empty for a very long time. But it won't stay that way forever.