Hot Night Novels & Stories

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.” ***

Darian replied, then immediately started praying. Fahira sat on the edge of the bed, scanning the whole room. Her fingers gently stroked the bed, which felt soft and comfortable. Wanting to feel how comfortable Darian's bed was, Fahira lay down and was lulled by the gentle breeze from the AC. The cold air comforted her until she dozed off, lying on her side at the edge of the bed. However, she was almost awake all night, thinking about the dinner event tonight. Fahira was captivated by the comfort that seemed to embrace her body.

One glow-in-the-dark butt plug that vibrates, three kinds of flavored lube, a dildo, a new vibrator, and a pair of handcuffs later, I'm ready for my honeymoon. But, not before we play a relay race, which involves passing a giant dildo down the line of girls standing beside me, using no hands. Somehow I even manage to stay awake past ten p.m., before crawling sleepily into one of the hotel suite beds, listening to the laughter of my friends in the suite. And I sleep until ten in the morning, which about now is a freaking holiday miracle. I don’t even get up a hundred times during the night to pee! It’s not until I've tiptoed to the bathroom, past the snoring bodies of my hung-over bridesmaids

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?”

The last full night of the holiday arrived like a fever dream. Our parents had gone to bed early, exhausted from their day at the beach, leaving the villa wrapped in heavy silence broken only by the distant crash of waves. Damien’s text lit up my phone at 1:17 AM: “My room. Now. Don’t wear anything.”

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.

This is night, is going to be a long night. ................... °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°

Shrugging, I shook my head. Ikaris nodded, then glanced at the book. "Your parents were members of an ancient society known as Into the Night. They were a group of warriors hand-picked by the dark goddess herself to destroy all species. They were defeated by a group of warriors known as the Valerious, who joined forces with other vampires, witches, and werewolves. Together, they were able to contain the power that threatened to destroy everyone and everything," he paused for a moment before continuing.

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.