How Close Are We To Midnight Novels & Stories

mum said Julian mouths one word I can read perfectly in the harsh light Midnight. Thunder rolls again, like the sky itself is laughing at us. I smile at Mom, sweet and innocent, cum still sliding down my thighs under the ruined shorts. “Coming,” I said as trailed behind her. And I walk past the blinking red light like it’s not filming the rest of our lives. Twelve hours until midnight. And now the storm isn’t the only thing watching.

Luckily, there was also a full moon tonight that made things easier. The cognac eyes were staring at the darkness behind the fence, at the spot where Midnight usually appeared. As she stared, she fell into deep thoughts, sighing and pouting with the flow of her thoughts, knowing well in her heart that Midnight wouldn't come. It was already almost eleven o'clock and he was nowhere to be seen. Yet, just as she was about to give up and go back to her bed, her eyes caught movement from behind the fence, and sure enough, a dark figure appeared. Her heart hiccupped once when she saw Midnight, then it started to beat fast as if racing against time.

a total of twelve chimes. "It's past midnight," she said, "now it's October 6th." "October 6th, your birthday," he said.

[--Kaiser Volkov--] It was twelve midnight, the kind of hour when most people are nestled comfortably in their beds, lost in the embrace of sleep. The world outside is quiet, with only the occasional rustle of leaves or the distant hum of a passing car to remind you that life continues, even in the dead of night. Normal people would be doing something sensible, like resting, and recharging for the day ahead. Too bad I’ve never been one of those people.

I smiled, relaxing under his hand. Then my eyes snapped open when I remembered that by Twelve in midnight is a new day and a new year. “Is it almost midnight?” I asked, “I don't know but we should be close to midnight” Gideon answered, I pulled away quickly. I and Rylee’s new year ritual, staying on face time until midnight. “What happened? Where are you going?” He asked when he stepped out of the tub. “I have to face Rylee right now,” I said, rushing towards the shower. Gideon leaned against the wall, watching me scrub my body. While fidgeting, “Pass me the towel” I said, but he didn't answer.

The air felt heavier, charged. He shook his head and walked toward the doors leading to the High Ledge. Muscles shifted under his skin as he moved. Moonlight spilled over him when he stopped. Feet carried me closer, steps stiff, like my body was learning again. Heartbeats grew loud. This was too close to something dangerous. Eyes dropped to the clock beside the bed as I stood behind him. 11:59. Breathing turned shallow. He followed my gaze, eyes fixed on the numbers. Midnight.

23 hours until the moon is full AVA It was past midnight by the time we’d gotten back, gotten everyone settled and I had a chance to make sure everyone was okay. I needed to somehow sleep so I was at my physical best, but sleep was definitely going to evade me… Who would manage to sleep when the hours were ticking down like this? The moon would be at its peak in the sky at midnight. Which meant I had 23 hours until I’d be face-to-face with Elijah. Twenty. Three. Hours.

The clock on the nightstand reads 11:58. Two minutes until midnight. The rose is on the floor. The ribbon is loose. Someone is watching. Someone is always watching. But now, we are watching back.

Salvatore A bluish haze emanating from the light washed over my features, temporarily preventing me from seeing anything, while the rhythmic thud of the bass reverberated throughout my body. The crowd at Dirty Deeds was nearly impossible to get through. I looked at the time, and now I understand why there was such a commotion. It was getting close to midnight, and just like they did back home, the busiest time of the party was typically between eleven in the evening and two in the morning. Now is the time when we get to see who is letting their guard down, giving us the opportunity to hunt them down. I love the hunt, but with humans...

“Let’s return. Our guests are waiting. It’s almost midnight.” She tensed at the mention of midnight, but she followed me back inside without protest.