Hot Night 소설 & 이야기

The doors slid open to reveal the dimly lit corridor of B3. Aris felt a sudden, icy draft. B3 was a place no living person visited at this hour. It was the "Cold Room." The Morgue. Standing directly in front of the open doors was a little girl. She couldn't have been more than seven or eight years old. She wore a white cotton nightgown that was slightly too large for her thin frame. Her hair was lank, obscuring her face as she stood with her head bowed, staring at her bare, pale feet.

“Oh?” “Yes. The darkness from beyond night itself wishes bad things, don’t you know?” Ralta smiled. “Then we shall crush them and their hairy pets. This time, we will be ready and will be coming for them. I do so detest being the southbound end of a northbound female dog.” ***

When he broke the kiss his voice was low. “The remaining nights are not a holding pattern. They are the process. You will stop treating them like time you have to endure.” Before I could answer, the secure phone in his pocket vibrated once. He checked the screen. His expression cooled by several degrees. “She already knows.” He turned the phone so I could see the single line. “Dual channel confirmed. Clever. The boy remains untouched for now. The nights had better be worth the exposure you just created. — E” Riven locked the phone and looked at me.

Jarl takes her by the waist and lifts her onto the countertop, with a lascivious smile adorning his face. On the eve of the full moon, the sexual appetite of the Noctians grows like foam, just like their desire to taste fresh blood. Jarl is eager, just like Job in his head. The fluttering of his nostrils and his bright orange eyes are the irrefutable proof of his excessive excitement. With his nail, he tears Lizzie's dress and exposes her to him.

Now they were firing off a list of disgusting phrases and howling the office block down. "What's the problem? Haven't you been getting any recently?" I fired back, making them jerk their heads back, offended by my retort. "Excuse me, but I have nocturnal children," Aaron defended, pointing at his chest. "And after the truck-load of sugar they consumed at the festival, Angie and I have barely had a full night's worth of sleep. We caught up last night, so we should be good to go by tonight … I hope.”

Naomi is uncharacteristically quiet, and Nicole is holding Pandora, nervously running her fingers through her fur. “So that was a fun girls’ night out,” Eliza says, crossing her arms. All eyes go to her and silence falls over our little group. And then we all start laughing. “I don’t understand why it turned into rats.” I sink onto the love seat opposite the couch. Lucas takes a spot next to me, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. I let him pull me against his firm chest, finding instant relief to have my body pressed against his. “Hellhounds don’t turn into anything, right?”

He sucked in a breath and tried calming himself first. Nate remembered the night like it had happened yesterday. He had rushed to the apartment building on Josh’s command to check up on his girlfriend’s human friend but as he stepped in through the oddly unlocked door, the stench of fresh blood greeted his nostrils. He recalled almost losing control; letting the inner beast take control of his conscious actions but somehow, he gained the strength to push it back to where it belonged--in the darkest corners of his mind.

My eyes were fixed on them, observing their every move as they skillfully maneuvered their vehicle out of the driveway, disappearing from my view as they drove away. As the darkness enveloped the night, my mind wandered into a realm of nightmares. Where the unthinkable unfolded - the violent demise of my beloved parents. I was abruptly awakened, feeling a jarring sensation that was accompanied by a chilly sweat, a racing heartbeat, and an uncontainable flood of tears streaming down my face. As I reluctantly pulled myself out of bed, the unexpected sound of the doorbell ringing startled me. I rushed downstairs to see two men dressed in all-black suits. They had creamy white skin and bright gr

So far, I had thought that only Devon from my group had a nice figure, but now that I’ve seen Night…I felt this strange tingling in the pit of my stomach that I couldn’t explain. “I’m gonna take a shower.” Night’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. “Or do you wanna freshen up first?” “I’m good.” I told him, swallowing. “I’ll change here.” “Fine.” Slinging a towel over his shoulders, Night went inside the bathroom without a second thought. “Why is it so hot in here?” I muttered under my breath as I got up from the bed and went to my wardrobe to change.

She felt so badass. Ellie wanted to meet with the old Japanese couple she met in her shop but the two went on a trip abroad. But to make up for that, he and Ryo had a hiking trip and camped for a night. It was such a perfect night because there was a meteor shower then. The sky was so dark in the countryside and the stars twinkled against it. They stayed up huddled around a campfire and watched the meteors pass across the sky. It was so dreamy; it felt like they were in a movie.