Novel & Cerita Last Night Novel

Before the birthday party even began, Jeannie Collins cast her phone screen onto the large display in the private room. Then she started an anonymous poll in the group chat she shared with all our mutual friends. The question was simple: [Should I stay with my boyfriend to cut the birthday cake tonight, or go with my childhood friend to his movie premiere?] Thirty seconds. The countdown began. The numbers kept climbing. [Childhood friend: 17 votes.] [Boyfriend: 1 vote.] Everyone assumed that one vote was mine. Jeannie leaned back against the couch, glanced at the results, and smiled. "Majority rules." Marvin Snyder immediately slipped the movie tickets into her hand. "Looks like eve

Xavier’s Pov When we finally came back to Luna’s house, everyone was waiting for us in the yard. Luna seemed tired so she went to sleep in her room. Before going she actually suggested me to sleep in the living room with Cole, Coden and Liam. I was puzzled by what she said. It was our wedding night but my wife suggested me to sleep with boys in the living room. My Lycan and I were annoyed to no limit.

The SUV entered the heavily guarded private vineyard. There was no New York mob noise here. No cold-blooded calculations. Just the peace of the early morning. Grandma went to the fireplace and lit the dry wood with a match. The warm, golden light flickered, slowly chasing away the chill of the morgue. Grandma walked back to the table. She placed the heavy urn squarely in the center of the long table in the living room. Then, she lit three white prayer candles.

Today, it looked like a challenge. Lydia stood, her bare feet silent on the thick Persian rug. She walked to the vanity and picked up the book. The leather was cool to the touch, still smelling faintly of the library in the mansion's east wing. She had memorized the lists—the staff schedules, the bank codes, the meticulous details of Hayes’s morning routine. But there was one section she hadn't touched. The last few pages. The pages Noah had shielded with his trembling hand in the ICU. The pages he had closed with a finality that suggested she wasn't ready for the truth they held.

he nodded in the negative, “I ordered from the kitchen just for you, I know you would be hungry when you wake up I smiled again, why the heck was I doubting him last night. “But baby” Adonis pulled closer to me, “about last night.. “Babe, “Let me finish” he gently cut me off, “I am really sorry you had to find out that way, I wanted to tell you but I didn’t know how to” “You could start from somewhere baby” I snaked my hands around his neck, “maybe you can tell me about that book, the cursed lycan. Why do you have it, babe. I know I do not have the right to ask you any questions but..

Little Fashionista "Yes, I'm already here, Raf. You should actually arrive by now because your condo is nearer to the building. I even arrive earlier than you, what the hell? Did you overslept or what?" I irritatedly asked the person on the other line. I am frowning, a little irritated that Raf isn't still here when he is really needed here. I heard his faint voice on the other line. "I had some...fun last night, Trin. Come on." My jaw dropped. By 'fun', it's not a normal fun It's the other kind of fun whenever he speaks that!

She responded sheepishly. “Why though? He hasn’t read a manuscript in over twenty years!” He yelled. “I don’t know! Just give it to me. I’ll take it elsewhere!” Jenny yelled back. She went to grab her book, but he snatched it before she could lay her hands on it. “I don’t think so. I’ll keep it.” He sneered before getting up and walking away. Her manuscript tucked under his arm. Jenny was left stunned and scared. She had no idea what he planned to do with her book and she didn’t know what she should do next.

The night before Liam's departure felt wrong. Emma noticed it immediately. The celebration dinner had ended hours ago, yet a strange tension still lingered in the air. Liam had spent the evening laughing with friends, accepting congratulations, and talking excitedly about London. But Noah had barely spoken. Even now, standing on Liam's balcony overlooking the city, Noah remained silent. The lights below blurred together like stars scattered across the earth. Behind him, the apartment was filled with empty bottles, dirty plates, and the fading remains of a celebration.

Since she had woken me up from sleep and I couldn't go back to bed, I decided to read my favorite novel of all time – The Great Gatsby. I closed the book as soon as I heard loud sounds coming from Justin's apartment. "Is that? Oh my God, that is Grace moaning." I said with the realization. How shameless can they both be? I had a feeling she was deliberately doing that to spike me up and it was working. I tried to concentrate and go back to the book I was reading but her moans were just getting louder – I needed to get out of here. I picked up my phone and dialed Stella's number. It was the only thing my head could come up with at that time.

Sure enough, it was gone. The image of him smiling at the clerk came to mind, along with the warm compliments about what a loving couple we were. That scene kept replaying in my head. I stood there in a daze, the bitterness in my chest slowly settling. I quietly told myself that maybe this was all just a one-sided crush on Serena's end. After dinner, Lucas suddenly set down his fork and said, "I have to work late tonight at the observatory. I need to observe a star that's quite rare."