Live By Night Novels & Stories

Adam said gently. He was always like that. Adam never once messed with me. "Last night, you came to my room, opened the door, and took off my clothes, and you took off yours. We both enjoyed the night without me knowing that you were Adam. The lights were off so that I couldn't catch your reflection very well. I thought you were Gavin; I couldn't hear your sighs and whispers very well either. I might have. It felt different that night. But I didn't think much of it because, damn it, I enjoyed what you did to me," I said honestly. Adam was silent, and so was I. We faced each other in the room, remembering the sin we had committed.

Since the bus was not very crowded at this time of the hour, they got the luxury of choosing their seats and those at the very back were their favorite one. Once they got settled in, the bus doors closed and off they went. Vida stared out of the window and watched as the city lights flashed by. New York City at night is not very different from New York City in the morning. After all, it is the city that never sleeps. At 12:00 midnight, people were still out and about doing their usual Friday night businesses of club hopping and getting themselves shit-faced until Sunday. Oh, what would Vida give to have that kind of carefree life? Having the time of her life whenever she wishes to and not ha

She tilted her head, looking at Liana with a relaxed, casual curiosity in her dark eyes. ​"So..." Nina started, a subtle smirk playing on her lips. " what really happened last night? Who did you spend the night with?" ​Liana was mid-bite, and the question made her choke instantly. She coughed into her napkin, her eyes watering as she scrambled to grab her glass of water and take a quick gulp. ​"omg Nina! Its not what you think!" Liana stammered, setting the glass back down. "Oh yeah?" Nina smirtked smugly "then tell me where you went last night".

Lily said and ended the call. “Atlanta.” She muttered with a smile and fell on her bed. The day ended fast as usual, Lily was the only one at home except for the maids and guards. She had lunch, used her drugs, and also had dinner. Since she wasn't feeling sleepy, she decided to sit in the living room and watch the television for a while. She got carried away and didn't realise it was midnight already, she was enjoying the show she was watching. A kid's show. She suddenly heard Axel’s car drive in and she smiled happily. She waited impatiently for him to walk into the living room.

"This time, we’ll be the first to act. We won’t give them a chance." But in the darkness of the night, as their family slept peacefully, they had no idea that a more dangerous, complicated, and personal battle was about to begin.

I wasn’t the kind of girl who went to parties, who drank too much, who ended up in a billionaire’s penthouse without remembering how she got there. I stole one last look at him before I left. He looked peaceful, his chest rising and falling with steady breaths, completely unaware that my entire world had tilted off its axis. I turned away. Maybe it was better this way. Better if he never knew. Better if I forgot this ever happened and went back to my real life, my quiet life. After all, what was one night to someone like him? I slipped out of the room and closed the door behind me, the soft click echoing louder than it should have.

The heat in my body was getting worse, like I needed to unleash every frustration that had welled in my system. As the elevator took us up, I tried to keep my distance. Maybe it would bring me back to my senses before I finally take this big leap of faith. I got to his room, trying my best to control myself. “So,” he purred while still holding my hand. “Are we going to tell each other our real names?” ”No names.” I said. He nodded. “It’s just one night.” I stared at him, No regrets I’m making this up as I go along, I mean is there anything wrong having one night with a total stranger?

He decided to take a walk to see Sophie, that way he won’t have to drink. Lance got off the bed and walked to the door that connected the house to his chamber, he hasn’t been there in a long time. “I should go back and sleep,” He tried to stop himself but, in the end, he opened the door and closed it behind him. He took a short walk and came to the living room, of course, she would be asleep. It was way past ten pm already. He wanted to leave but the door to one of the rooms opened and she stood there in surprise, she was wearing a rather revealing nightie and he couldn’t take his eyes off her.

I later got to know that she is the daughter of Connor Remington and I realized that he had used her as a bargaining chip to secure the assistance of his friend, Evan Osborne. Loretta was able to get me some valid evidence that I used in blackmailing Riley. He had no choice but to play along with my game. I had pictures, videos, and some written confessions that can put him away forever. It’s a mystery to me that he manages to keep his lifestyle a secret, no one in his family knows about it, not even his big brother who happens to be the Godfather of the New York Mafia.

I run my finger down the water glass, wiping away a few more beads of condensation. “Nothing good,” Naomi says quickly. “But we’re not here to talk about that. We’re here to look hot, get drunk, and live our best lives tonight.” “I can get behind that,” I say. “Good. Because that’s what we’re doing.” Naomi looks over at the bar. “Who’s the hot blonde again? I was a little distracted trying not to be eaten by zombies the last time we met.” “That’s Eliza. She’s Lucas’s vampire daughter or whatever you’d consider her.”