Novel & Cerita Just One Night Book

"I think I will go for the romance novel for now." After breakfast, Jessica tugged into her room. This is my first time in her room. I glanced at the bed; the pillows were propped up against the headboard. A book was face down in the middle of the bed. I grinned and pointed to it "What’s the name of the novel you’re reading?” I asked. "Nightfalls, it’s a mystery novel." "Ohh, I thought you said you only have romance, streamy, and horror." "That novel ain’t mine, I spotted it in the library and decided to spend the night reading it." She admitted

He was a jerk, selfish, and yet, irresistibly a part of me. How did I let this happen? At first, it was supposed to be just one night. A damn night. Nothing more. I went into his arms seeking comfort, trying to escape the pain caused by Collin’s betrayal. But somehow, everything turned into this—a tangle of complicated emotions, a confusion of desires and resentments. Now, I was trapped, connected to him in a way I could never undo.

Looking at him now, trying to make that sad face as he looked up at me through his lashes, I would’ve felt sorry for him…if I hadn't seen that slight tilt to his lips, that little wicked gleam in his eyes that spoke volumes of just how big of a faker he really was. Lonely my foot! He was just trying to get me in his bed. And a sucker that I was for his puppy eyes, I might actually be giving in. Closing up all my books and papers, I moved them into my book cabinet next to my bed and cleared out the table before heading to the bathroom to finish my business. When I came out, I found Night with his back turned to me, the covers practically on the floor and even though I couldn’t see his face, t

She looked pampered and polished and expensive, like a trophy on display. "There's a book on the nightstand," Lena said quietly as the others began packing up their supplies. "The boss thought you might want something to read while you wait." I walked back to the bedroom on legs that felt like they belonged to someone else. The book was waiting for me on the nightstand, a novel I had never heard of with a cover that showed a woman standing at the edge of a cliff, looking out at a stormy sea. I picked it up and settled into the chair by the window, the silk of my dress rustling against the upholstery.

“Tell me the truth, Gina. What are you planning? It's clear I couldn't have possibly gotten you pregnant!” Georgina gaped at him, “Are you serious, Ben? Why would I lie about this?” “I don't know. We have never gotten physical, Gina. How the hell can I get your day pregnant in the first place?” “Oh my god, Ben! You don't remember?” she exclaimed in astonishment, her fingers covering her mouth. “Remember what?” “We spent a night together, Ben!” Georgina hissed. “What?” he snapped. “No way.” “Don't try to deny it, Ben! That day when you came to our house for dinner… . We drank too much wine and the next thing was that we were tangled in my bed” she said.

He apologized sincerely and I looked at him shocked and confused. What's he talking about? If he was not the one that came into my room last night, who did? “I would make it up to you, I promise." He rubbed my arm, then walked away leaving me standing there confused and speechless. Who came into my room last night? Who did I have sex with? Oh my… This is the kind of thing Veronica did, not me. Having sex with strangers just for the fun of it. Clutching my bag tightly, I made my way to exit hoping to get this all behind me.

The days were beginning to blur into a new kind of rhythm. By Night , the pattern wasn’t just locked it had become their entire world. Kai arrived at Eclipse early that evening, already buzzing with anticipation. He’d spent the day in his tiny apartment with Lila, who kept shooting him knowing looks every time he checked his phone or touched the fresh bruise on his hip. “You’re glowing like a man getting railed every single night,” she’d teased. Kai had flipped her off, but he couldn’t deny the truth.

My reflection looked like a stranger's eyes faded, lips pressed tight. And then, almost without noticing, I whispered to the glass, to the city, to myself: “Just one night of freedom. That’s all I need.” As the city lights shimmered, a dangerous thought took root in Ava’s heartone that would fire everything that followed. *One night to run, one night to burn.*

Arthur declared, and it sounded as if a bomb had been detonated in my ear. Author Note. Hi dear readers. I appreciate the fact that you all continue to support me by reading. Please kindly check my other novels on this app, and it's known as 'My Billionaire Is Dumb.' 'One Night Child' Checking those two books would really mean a lot to me. Do leave a comment, because I love to communicate with my readers. Even if it's just a love emote, I'll still appreciate it. Thanks. `lili Drea~

Just what happened? A night of forgetfulness and a diversion from my own issues was what it was meant to be. However, I had instead wandered into something perilous, something that made my debt and my failing life seem almost insignificant. None of the options that ran through my thoughts were good. Damien Knight was a person. What was it I had just joined?