Last Night Novel Novels & Stories

Even less could I have imagined that the woman I had loved with my entire soul had never deserved to be called human. My trembling hand reached for the office door handle. But at the very last second, all my strength drained away. Now that I already knew every answer, what was left to ask? Besides, the people inside were faces I never wanted to see again for the rest of my life. Ultimately, I let go of the handle, dragged my suitcase behind me, and turned to leave the office building. After reaching downstairs, I was still worrying about missing the last bus when someone suddenly called out to me from behind.

" A sharp pain struck my chest, and my breathing grew tight. Elara’s words were like a dull knife, carving into my heart again and again. She knew exactly how to hurt me the most, which was why she could defeat me so easily. I drew in a slow breath and tried to steady myself. "You’re right. A jinx like me doesn’t deserve you. We’re done. The wedding is canceled." After saying that, I hung up. A notification from Elara’s social media popped up on my phone. She was completely naked, draped over Drew, the flush on her face not yet faded. She had written: "No matter how much time passes, you will always be the one I couldn’t have. I finally gave myself to you. From now on, I’m yours."

"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

Going back to my room , I stayed up all night reading the late Queen's diary like it was a romance novel. Unfortunately, this romance story had to end in tragedy.

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."

The rain had stopped. The city lay drenched in the aftermath of the storm, neon lights reflecting off puddles like shards of glass. Emma Hart stood on the rooftop of the skyscraper where she had faced the final node, her hair plastered to her face, fingers still clutching the pulse device. The storm was gone, but its mark remained—streets littered with debris, shadows melted into mist, and a city that had been reminded how fragile its ordinary life could be. Nolan joined her, leaning against the railing, eyes scanning the streets below. “The shadows haven’t returned,” he said cautiously. “At least… not yet.”

Aini wakes up early in the morning with the hope that she won't collide with Nia, Nadine, or Niar. The dinner he skipped last night wasn't something he wanted to remember at all. Just thinking back on it made her feel worse. He wakes up with a headache and memories of last night that stick like a stain that's hard to let go. A long sigh left Aini's lips, she watched the window in her room, hoping to be as free as the birds that fly there.

Last night was my last day being a delinquent, or so they said, and I commemorated it by smoking an entire pack of cigarettes before handing the empty case to that one intrusive girl I encountered last night. It was at the moment I had braced myself to enter the house that she’d appeared, causing that confidence to wilt like air from a balloon. I could only come in a few hours later when I was sure that everyone else was asleep. Thankfully, I glanced around; my room was still as I had left it four years ago before being shipped off for a crime I hadn’t committed. Someone else started the fire that night. It wasn’t me. My eyes met the sun, and I let the rays sink into my skin. When was the la

They were having it to a deeper definition of making love. When the morning came, Reca awoke and saw that Niko was not already by her side. She looks around and found out that her room was emptied. She rushed to put her clothes on and run outside. There, she saw Niko crossing his arms leaning on the car. He smiled at her. "Good morning love," he said and accompanied Reca inside the car. "You were wild last night." Niko lets a laugh and Reca patted his head. "Nonsense!" Reca stopped Niko from revealing anything that happened anymore.