Last Night Novel Novels & Stories

Kiara's pov "Caught in a lie" That was the name of the Novel I read. Our dear author just had to lock the chapters in the end, which made the last chapters open only if you pay. And always I left it as I don't want to waste my money for just a novel. I could have used it for something else.

I wаѕ, but not fоr thе rеаѕоn they thоught. THE END Thank you for joining me on this intense journey through Lost in Lust.️ If you enjoyed this story, I invite you to explore my other novel, “Wild Pleasure”️ A very sexual erotic novel. Nuzel.

~CAMILLE~ When I returned to the room, my eyes caught a book on the stool beside the bed. It was the one I had been reading yesterday before the heat—A Wolf Before Title. He must have taken it with him yesterday, since I was clinging to it before he arrived. That was thoughtful of him. Since I had nowhere to go today, I decided to read until the day ended. Picking up the book, I settled onto the bed, lying on my side, and opened to the next page. I hadn’t even finished the first paragraph when a thud came at the door.

Chapter Four Temptation in Plain Sight NOVA POV The day after my friends left me with the man whose company I’ve been dreading again since our last meeting started with my favorite panties going missing. Not just any panties, it’s my soft pink lace ones. The ones I bought after reading Velvet Nights because the heroine wore them before her boss bent her over a desk and ruined her for every other man in the city. They were my “just in case” panties. Just in case something scandalous ever happened.

We had arrived just before two, had showered and were getting ready to go to bed after deciding to grab some water together and chat in the living room. Milo had shown herself to the guestroom minutes later, and after a while, I went to my bedroom then put on my favourite red silky pyjamas. -Alone at last!- I smiled, and then I flipped my tied hair over my shoulders then plopped my body on the bed. I opened my bedside drawer and removed my favourite hard covered book, it had a deep purple hardcover with brown vine-like structures in the book. The title of the book was, 'My Last Wish'.

Why not just sit back and have a relaxation, when I will have my work that way, will place it back. The room she lives in is quite spacious. Enough for two persons to get adjusted, where she stays alone in the room cause she hate sharing her thing. What belongs to her, is completely her. No if -but. It's been eleven in the morning, not bothering anything she is in her dreamland smiling sheepishly. Last night , she had completed on of her fav novel, her last wish. Being a clumsy one all books were scattered on her bed as if she gonna topper the second she read the book.

Liam continued, his voice coming out light, “her most recent was actually a pretty interesting read.” I glanced up from my notes, intrigued. I was curious to know what types of books Liam liked to read in his spare time. “Oh? What’s the book called?” Liam’s smile widened slightly, and he leaned closer, lowering his voice as if he was sharing a huge secret, “The Last Sunrise.” My heart skipped a beat. “The…The Last Sunrise?” I said, stuttering. Liam nodded. The Last Sunrise was the name of the novel that I had been writing under my pen name on Zoodago, the serial publishing website where I uploaded my novel. It was a secret that I had kept. Nobody knew that I published on there.

I didn't reply. Across the city, Dante sat alone in his apartment. The screen lit his face. He stared at the sent message. Read it. No reply. He smiled bitterly. Tears in his eyes. The apartment still had my old hoodie in the closet. He hadn't thrown it away. He didn't know why. Grace told him about the wedding. He listened. Nodded. Shut himself in his study for a night. In the morning, the ashtray was full. He wanted to go. He couldn't. He looked at the message again. The sky was brightening. He remembered the time he gave me a strawberry candy, years ago, and called me cute. I'd held onto it until it melted in my palm. He laughed at me then. Now he realized he was the fool. He'd held my he

“Emily, last night all I could think about were our childhood memories. “You helped me with homework, I stood up for you in fights… “Summer… she kept complaining about the pressure, afraid she wouldn’t get into a good school. “I was confused and stupid. That’s why I did such a terrible thing.” His eyes were red, his tone almost pleading. “Emily, I know I hurt you, but I swear, the person I’ve truly cared about all along has always been you. “Even if we can’t be lovers, we can still be best friends, right?” “Finished?” I asked coldly. “If you’re done, give me my ID.” Jason froze, surprised that his heartfelt confession met only my indifference. Just as he was about to beg further, a sharp fem

"Baby, Mommy is waiting for you to come home." And then I was awake. From that moment on, I stopped fighting the Gambling King's abuse. I stopped sending messages to the outside world. I stopped hoping Nathan would remember our past and rescue me. For five years, I watched coldly as he and Vivian built their perfect love story, as I clawed my way into becoming the matriarch of the Gambling King's household. Because if I wanted to complete the mission, first I had to survive. Five years passed in the blink of an eye. I survived that devouring Loween City dynasty—and then the Gambling King died suddenly.