Hot Night Novels & Stories

The entire world around me explodes at the connection, and my vision flickers white, then blue, then black. And I feel myself collapse on the bed. I’m standing above an immaculate bed made of black wood, inlaid with Neron. Cyrillius sleeps there, a relaxed look on his disgusting face. One arm is kinked above his head, the other hand rests on his chest. He breathes slow and deep. I hate him. I hate this man. I hate that he came to my home planet and destroyed everything. I hate that he owns the galaxy. I hate that he orders the death of so many people and doesn’t ever feel an ounce of guilt over it.

Her watch showed one minute shy of seven when Shannon walked into the Hot Java. It was crowded, as she expected it to be on a Saturday night. The first stop off for people on the hunt before they hit the bars. She took a sip at the end of the bar, prepared to order a coffee until she cold figure how who to ask about her package

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-One: The Night of Endless Pleasure The penthouse was cloaked in the soft, ambient glow of the city lights filtering through the expansive floor-to-ceiling windows. The sounds of the bustling streets below seemed distant and muted, leaving only the intimacy of their shared space. Aaron stood by the window, his shirt undone, his chiseled body partially illuminated by the moonlight. He looked out at the city for a moment, lost in thought, before his eyes found Sofia. She was standing near the bed, barefoot, her emerald-green dress glimmering in the low light.

"N-night bar? What does this mean, Sara?!” I couldn't stop screaming in shock, she immediately stepped on the brake because of that. "Why are you screaming, do you want us to die?!" Sara looked at me, her eyes becoming sharp, "what's surprising in a night bar? You are twenty-eight years old, so isn't it right for you to experience that too?" I stopped at what I heard, "W-what am I supposed to experience?" I asked her curiously, "If it's just a night bar, I don't want to experience that."

*In the middle of the night, in the middle of the night Just call my name, I'm yours to tame In the middle of the night, in the middle of the night I'm wide awake, I crave your taste All night long 'till the morning comes I'm getting what is mine, you gon' get yours, oh no, ooh In the middle of the night, in the middle of the night* Blake takes the room card from the hotel's receptionist and slowly, he leads me down the corridor- painted in red with gold lights handing on the roof- captivating every bit of me. But not like the man before me, biting his lips with his eyes telling me just how much he wants me. And I am ready to be his.

Her wholehearted smiles always got to him. At night , they were watching a movie in bed , Hoor had chosen harry potter . She slept before the movie ended .she was leaning against him , Arhaan had no plan of pushing her away . He dimmed the lights and laid down. Hoor was practically half laying on him, not that it bothered him .

She was trembling and sobbing at the same time. The sun was up and so bright that its ray fell on Amy face. It was so discomforting so she turned to the window to see why the ray was that much. Apparently, in the early hours of the morning, she had parted the heavy velvet drape which decorated the windows to allow natural light illuminate the room. Tired and not desiring to get up from the bed, she pulled on her duvet to cover her face too. In minutes, she slept off. *************************************************** She could hear her name being called in her dream. 'its a dream I can choose not to answer anyone'. Amy said to herself as she laid by the beach tanning her skin while enjoying

The night was indeed different—it was one of the happiest nights that they had in a long while. And the fact that it was because they were whom they only had made the night special. It was almost midnight yet the two women were still wide awake. Their tangled naked bodies were wrapped in a thick blanket as they finally felt the coldness hitting their bare skin after making love for an hour. Currently, they were just holding each other on bed while staring at the ceiling where there were glow-in-the-dark star stickers which the gang boss stuck for her to get better sleep since staring at the stickers often helps her to get her sleep whenever she could not get sleep.

Mr Winston shouted like he was about to die. ************* It was 10:00 pm into the night. In New Hilton, 10 pm always looked and sounded like daytime. Cars drive speedily with the aid of very high current of street lights that curved out besides every highway. One could hear the sounds of partying and drooling at this time from local and definitive clubs in the city. The two convoys stopped in front of the big building. First, Colton stepped out of his car followed by Manchi. Next, on the opposite side of Colton's cars, Blake's car protrude a sliding scale for him to exit the car.

With no knowledge of which way to go, I hit something hard and I black out. The next thing I know I wake up screaming in my bed, I shiver uncontrollably as the dried sweat makes my hair stick to my head. The sheets tangled at the foot of the bed, but my heart beat is already slowing because I’m at home safe and secure from any of those monsters out there in the woods. It was just a nightmare. In all the 17 years of my life, that would have to be the scariest nightmare I have ever had. I know I can’t go back to sleep after having a nightmare like that, so I get my phone out and check the time, its 2 in the morning I still have 5 hours until I have to get up. What am I going to do? I figure I