Lover In The Moonlight Novels & Stories

Foster a killer smile. He walks past Lacey and I, I don't move but I notices she flinches a little as he takes a seat directly behind us, behind me, with a low noise almost a growl coming from his chest. Foster closes the door successfully, effectively starting class for the day. I manage to turn in my Lit paper before I finally give into my migraine and place my head down on the cool table.

He tilted my face back to him, and he leaned in and found my lips with his. Apparently, there are lovers all over the place tonight, taking brave chances at one another. The moon, the stars, and the sea would attest to it. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * [ K A R A ]

Danny mumbled softly in his sleep, his fingers gripped Louis's side tighter and he felt him begin to harden against his leg. Through the glass doors, he saw it was dark outside and the moon washed into the cabin, filling it with its glorious glow. The room was dark but with the help of the full moon up ahead, he could make out his lover's face and he touched him, softly. Letting his fingers dance across Danny's flawless face. His soulmate has long since relaxed and his breathing came out in soft, steady fans against his naked chest.

But his bud of love hadn’t bloomed yet how could he disheartenedly nip it. Wandering in this quandary situation, Wilson’s footstep unknowingly stopped in front of Rosalind’s door. [His room is just side by side with that of Rose.] Her scent was faint there. When he entered the room and didn’t see her, but with her scent still lingering in the air, he restrained himself from going on the rampage. He followed her scent to see her leaning the balcony, his maya was admiring the hiding moon goddess. The cold wind blew through her making her rub her both arms but not cold enough to wake her from her daze.

I feel so alive, oh I feel so free. Dancing in the moonlight , now you hold me close, your breath tickles my senses ..you boop my nose. All laughter fills the air, our faces lit up with impish glee... I want this to never end, for we are all just stardust. You and me. Forever yours, Meg

"Your love is enough, Brock." His nose skimmed my cheek, inhaling deeply; a slight, contented growl hummed from his throat, vibratory and laden with emotion. "You have no idea how long I've waited for this moment," Brock whispered hoarsely, as the moon outside cast silver beams across us, anointing our union. We danced in the moonlight pouring through the window, our movements a silent melody only we could hear. As Brock delved into the depths of my being, he explored every inch of my body and the essence of my soul.

There was no choice but to walk in the darkness of the night, through deserted alleyways with no lighting. Aleta, however, was not afraid. She was quite familiar with the roads she had traveled. But tonight, it felt a little different. The girl raised her head, looking up at the night sky. The full moon this time appeared with a perfect sphere as well as a brighter light than usual. The wind also blew stronger than usual, so the girl had to rub her shoulders to protect her pores from the bone-chilling cold.

"I'm tired of being locked in here all day. I want to go out and stare at the moon and stars." Ace who was still unhappy that Ava let Gina into their room, shook his head, "if you want to stare at the moon, you can do that through the window. It's big enough. There's no need to go outside." Ava sighed in frustration as she realized that she would have to do more if she wanted her plans to succeed. She smiled seductively at Ace, surprising him with her mood change, "do you have any idea how romantic it is to stand outside with your lover and stare at the moon together? It is very relaxing and amazing. It sets the moon between lovers, they can look into each other's eyes and share passionate k

Such was the tale of Luka and Light, two souls entwined by destiny and fueled by a love that burned brighter than the stars themselves. Luka stood by the window, his gaze fixed on the moonlit horizon. The silver beams of moonlight painted a melancholic glow across his features, emphasizing the weariness etched into his eyes. Memories of his love for Light flooded his mind like an unstoppable tide, carrying him back to a time when their hearts beat as one.

The moonlight shone through the window, casting a warm glow over the room. Jenna looked into Logan's eyes, and she felt a wave of desire wash over her. Both of them didn't know that the charms can also affect them in a way that they'll lust for each other if the moonlight shines brighter than what they expected, and it did. The charms was like an alcohol, and they are not into themselves anymore. She longed to be closer to him, to feel his warm skin pressed against hers.