Late Night Drives Novels & Stories

When I became the blood bank for my mate Alpha Kane’s sweetheart, my wolf died from the endless loss of blood—and so did I, alone, in the cold den he rented to keep me out of sight. Today marks the third day since my death, and finally, my six-year-old pup noticed something was wrong. His finger bled when a toy hurt him, but I didn’t come to comfort him. When he tried to feed me his favorite food, I didn’t stop him either. He lay on my chest, gripping my clothes and whispering my name—but I didn’t respond. Desperate and helpless, my pup picked up my cellphone and called his alpha dad. “Dad, why is Mom still sleeping?” Kane didn’t answer. Instead, he sent him a photo of himself and Serena—his sweetheart—celebrating Full Moon Day, smirking. “Don’t worry. Your mom is just sleeping, not dead. You know I’m quite busy on Full Moon Day. Tell your arrogant and stubborn mom not to come find me until she admits her fault.” The call ended, leaving my pup frozen in silence. However, three days later, Kane received news of my death. He let out a gut-wrenching growl, refusing to believe it was true. Clutching my cold, lifeless body in his arms, he wept bitterly. “Kate… you are my only Luna,” he cried. “Come back. Stay with me… please.”

Alex Marbella had been feeling lonely in the apartment; he had come to the city for his job, and there was a stranger he met in the street. They both felt a spark; the rain was quite heavy, and when he asked him to come home with him, he said yes. The night was filled with passion and laughter. They talked about their lives, their dreams, and their fears. On that lustful evening, they shared a sweet kiss and started to make lustful things. But for that one night, they had connected in a way neither of them had ever experienced before. They experience a night that they will never forget with one night of passionate romance. Spend a night of pleasure and excitement, exploring the depths of their desires and discovering newfound pleasure. Enjoy a night of cherished memories and unforgettable moments with the stranger.

TWO PINK LINES, ONE NIGHT STAND --- Beth Williams knew the rules at Knight Tower: clean, stay invisible, never look the billionaire in the eye. She broke them all at the masquerade gala. One spilled drink on CEO Adrian Knight became a $50,000 dance. One dance became one elevator. One night in a masked stranger’s arms became two pink lines six weeks later. Now Beth is fired, homeless, and pregnant with Adrian’s baby. He doesn’t remember her face from that night, but he remembers the scandal: a cleaner accused of corporate espionage. When she tells him the truth, Adrian voids his engagement to shipping heiress Valeria D’Souza and moves Beth into his penthouse that night. There are no phones. No unlocked doors. No escape. Adrian calls it “protection.” Beth calls it a gilded cage. He’s haunted by his mother’s death in childbirth and believes control keeps people alive. His heir will not grow up poor, endangered, or unloved, even if he has to become a monster to guarantee it. But Valeria brings a knife to Beth’s throat. The board demands a paternity test. And when Beth bleeds at 14 weeks, Adrian flies them to a private island with no way out. Trapped together, Beth learns Adrian kept her hairpin from that night. He never forgot her. She was his first choice in ten years, not a mistake. When premature labor, CPS, and his own trauma collide, Adrian must decide what he fears more: losing control, or losing her. Because Knights don’t lose what’s theirs. The question is whether Beth will choose to be his.

My husband, Don Cassian, just survived an assassination attempt. He limped in, bleeding, and ordered me to stitch him up. But when I reached into his blood-soaked suit, my fingers brushed against something soft. Black lace panties. Not mine. My hand flew to my still-flat stomach. For our child. How could he do this to us? Ice flooded my veins. “We’re done, Cassian.” His gaze was heavy, exhausted. He gave a single, sharp nod. “Fine. I’ll have my lawyer draft the papers.” But then, a frantic little voice—one that wasn't mine—screamed from deep within my womb. [Mom, don’t leave him! Dad didn’t cheat! The family isn’t going to fall. It’s a setup!] [Oriana Gallo planned all of this! She wants your place! She put those panties in his pocket herself!] [If you leave, her men will grab you. They’ll take you to an abandoned warehouse and dump your body in Lake Michigan. Then she’ll play the grieving friend, comfort Dad, and become the new Mrs. Marino!] [Mom, I came back to stop this! Please, don’t fall for it again!] I snapped back to the present. Spinning around, I launched myself into Cassian's arms, my body wracked with sobs. “I was just trying to scare you! How could you agree so easily? Are you that tired of me?” I jabbed a finger at his chest, tears streaming down my face.

She left him after that steamy night, and she was confident he would never look for her because he never saw her face because of the mask she wore. But what if fate suddenly pulls its strings and bring them back together? ----- Autumn Aurello did something three years ago. For the sake of money, she did pole dancing in front of someone she admired, not expecting she would give in to the way he stared at her, and to the way he caressed every inch of her skin. After that steamy night, she left him, moved on from that night and got herself a boyfriend. She became a successful painter in those three years and went to Manila. When she came back, she planned to surprise her partner, waiting inside his room only to witness his adultery. Taking her broken heart with her, she hurriedly left his unit but accidentally broke his flower vase. She didn’t have any choice but hide in the next unit which had its door opened. And it was a decision she regretfully made. Because in front of her is Dr. Knoxx Silva, the man whom she had a one-night stand with three years ago. Now that their paths crossed, fate never separated them from each other, especially when Knoxx asked her to become her date in his parents’ anniversary and things took a turn when the supposed-to-be anniversary turned into their engagement party. Now, what will happen to them? Will Knoxx find out about their steamy night? Or will their sudden wedding make him get his mind off from that night?

“You murderer!” No A resounding slap followed those words from Katrina’s Mother-in-law. The entire extended family gasped in shock but no one made a move to help. Not even Katrina’s husband, Damon Winchester. He just stood there, watching lazily, like he always did while his mother berated her for every little thing. But this wasn’t little, no. This was more than the fine china dishes that were one of the family’s heirlooms which Katrina broke last thanksgiving and earned her harsh insults from her mother-in-law. This was nothing like the family dinner she made last Christmas that caused half the kitchen to catch fire, needing a renovation. This couldn't be compared to that afternoon in summer, when she knocked over an antique vase while dusting, freezing as it cracked clean down the middle and her mother-in-law murmured that Katrina’s touch spoiled anything of value. No. This was the death of the only woman who loved someone as unlovable as Katrina. The woman who raised her. The woman who constantly fought for Katrina’s place in the Winchester Family even when she didn’t belong. Alana Winchester, Damon’s grandmother. Like every other thing, it was all her fault. Everything Katrina touched turned to ashes.

Five years ago, I left my husband a note. Three sentences. A returned bracelet. A door closing softly at 4am. He told me to get rid of our baby. I got rid of him instead. Now he’s sitting across my boardroom table in the city I built for myself, looking for the woman he married. She’s gone. What’s left is stronger.

Krys just wants a simple life where she can work hard without being judged based on her family's status in society. All she wants is to be a regular workaholic girl, but she keeps getting rejected from job applications due to her famous fashion designer and business tycoon parents. It's frustrating because she's qualified for the jobs she's applying for, and she just wants to feel like her education was worth something. One day, her friend asks her to go to an interview in her place and pretend to be someone else. Krys agrees, but before the interview, she makes a huge mistake - a drunken one night stand with a stranger. And wouldn't you know it, that stranger turns out to be her potential boss. Now, Krys is faced with a dilemma. Should she still go to the interview or ditch it altogether? And what kind of life will she have after having that one hot night with her boss? It's a story of unexpected twists and turns, where Krys must decide what's best for her career and personal life. Will she be able to have both, or will she have to sacrifice one for the other?

"You keep pretending you don’t remember me,” he said quietly. I didn’t turn around. “You’re my stepson now.” A sharp laugh. “That’s not what you called me when your fingers were in my hair.” My breath shook. “That night meant nothing.” Then he leaned in, his breath brushing my cheek. “I shouldn't want you, you are married to my father, and somehow,” he murmured, “you're still the woman I can’t stop thinking about.” Camilla Moretti discovered the betrayal the worst way possible—secrets unraveled, lies laid bare. Her boyfriend had been sleeping with her best friend. She was pregnant. Broken and numb, Camilla vanished into the night and into the arms of a stranger whose name she never asked for, whose touch felt like an escape. By morning, her fate was sealed. She was married off to a powerful man nearly three times her age. Then the stranger walked into her new home as her stepson. With both of them jumping into conclusions they clash as enemies and they fought each other as fiercely as they wanted each other. Hatred became obsession, and obsession became a forbidden affair that would start a war neither of them could stop

One year ago, an innocent one-night-stand leaves her with the best gift of her life – a little surprise. Brittany gets her life together and moves on, creating a life for her baby. There is no room for men in her life or her bed. However, she bumps into the very man who wanted nothing to do with her, the man who had taken her all and left her broken, a man who she still desires more than she’d ever admit.