Hot Night Novels & Stories

"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."

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

Something hotter underneath. The ball was supposed to be neutral ground. A place where hate stayed buried for one night. But Ronan already knew the truth in his bones. With Elias there, nothing about that night was going to be peaceful. Not for him. He stared out into the growing dark, the moon just starting to rise above the trees, and wondered how the hell he was going to survive two weeks and then an entire night in the same room as the one person he wanted to kill and claim at the same time.

It was nighttime, and Dominic lay in bed with Andra nestled in his arms. The room was bathed in the soft glow of amber light from a single wall sconce. Outside, the distant hum of the city filtered through the closed windows, muffled and unobtrusive. Inside, there was only quiet and warmth.

But I really need to pee. I let out a violent sigh before quickly marching towards the door that Diana pointed out earlier. I didn't hesitate and forcefully pushed the door in front of me. As the door opened, I witnessed a scene that made my hair stand on end. A woman was kneeling and performing oral sex on a man who had his eyes closed. Wait! Why do I recognize this man? Isn't that...oh shit, it is! "What are you staring at, kid? You love what you're seeing?"

“Broken night?” Janice questioned. She had been led in as usual, and sat, still cuffed, across the table from Byron. “Hmm?” Byron looked at her, appearing confused. “That's what my mom used to call it when nightmares or something kept waking you up— a broken night.” “Oh,” now he began to understand. “Yeah, it looks like you had one.” “You could say that for sure.” “That's okay, I did too. I was dreaming about Lacey all night, Lacey and that damn snake.”

Midnight comes as perfect black, the true companion of every good night. It deepens over a broad and starlight sky, a sweet embrace and a fresh chance to dream anew. That was the time when Joshua Hong arrived at the Hong residence. He didn't had the chance to go back at his hotel and get his cellphone.

My Nightmare Natty's POV It was morning already and last night was a long night. I never knew he was that insatiable.I lot count as to how many times we did it. Thinking about it, I smiled. I looked over to him and smiled more. He was still sleeping like a baby. I tried standing up but I felt pain in my thighs. I tried again but I just groaned. My groaning woke him up,he was baffled and asked. "Baby are you alright..."he asked in a husky voice.

she salutes the customer that overheard our whole conversation hopping out of here like she won the damn lottery. I turn to the man "you heard me right, I distinctly remember telling her the word NO" I say confusedly. After giving the man his change, he leaves but not before waving and screaming 'go wild tonight' Guess everyone are just wearing their ornaments today. After a long shift at the supermarket I make my way home, shower and then made me some grilled cheese sandwhiches. I decide to relax in my bed with a good book from my collection. 'Under the sheets' A steamy romantic mystery, just what the doctor ordered.

This could be very well the worst or best night of sleep in my life. It was the worst sleep I've ever had. Bar none. What Tristan said about tossing and turning, I made up for by treating the blanket like it's sort of light switch to be constantly played with. The heat and humidity, even at night, is atrocious and even with the air conditioning I could feel a thin layer sweat on my back. Then add the fact that the hotel is located near the busy club district, there was never-ending nightlife and traffic noises to contend with. And most especially, it didn't help that I had my hunky brooding crush just inches away from me.