Meet Me In The Dark Novels & Stories

“It's either you go with the plan, or be ready to see life slip out of you, slowly, quietly, that you won't even notice.” I clutched my throat, coughing. Drool poured out from my lips, staining the dried floor. "Meet me at the foot of the forest tomorrow before dusk near the ceremony ground. Failure to do so means you choose the latter.”

Dismissing the sound that I've heard, I checked on the door keys and found my way to the gate through the faint light emitted by a lone street lamp. I was about to step in when I heard another sound coming again. Realizing what it was, my heart began to throb. I glanced over my shoulder and saw an image emerging from the dark. A petite woman with her dark long hair covering half of her face in a faded shirt hanging loosely over a pair of jeans, stood boldly across me holding a knapsack in her hand, staring at me in the cold of the night.

Blake Sexy AF: Tomorrow Blake Sexy AF: Come to the packhouse at 10? Me: Can we meet somewhere else please? My car can no longer be seen at the packhouse Blake Sexy AF: Sounds like you’re in trouble Blake Sexy AF: Wild guess. . . your car isn’t banned from the library yet? Meet there? Me: Haha no it’s not. I’ll meet you there tomorrow at 10.

I reached for it, ignoring the protest from my battered body. As if on cue, it chimed. Unknown: Don’t forget our meeting tonight, Dark Bird. 10 PM sharp. Amanda leaned over, trying to see the screen. “Who was that? Summer, talk to me. You’re shaking.” I swung my legs off the couch, biting back a groan. “I have to go.”

“I’ll be right back.” It’s dark by the time Darien’s text pings: meet me at the park. I know where it is, but I’ve never lingered there, not even at night. When I arrive, the place is empty except for him; he waves me over like it’s no big deal. Part of me knows what he is about to say; I’ve been rehearsing an answer in my head all day. He opens his mouth, and I prepare to offer what I planned but he hushes me.

Jensen and Connor, my future Beta and Gamma respectively, were posted just down the hall from me, already dressed and waiting. “We clean up fucking nicely,” Connor whistled low, eyeing us. “Hell yeah, we do,” Jensen and I replied at the same time, making us chuckle. We could feel the vibration from the bass as we walked down the stairs. Our friend was the emcee tonight. Trevor happened to be the house DJ for Club Midnight, so he definitely knew what he was doing. “Fucking hell. I can’t wait to feast my eyes on the tasty treats that await us downstairs.”

“I have all the time, son.” I relived that night I met River. “So, I met this incredible woman three years ago, but something happened before we even became something. A few weeks ago, I met her again. And that was one of the happiest days of my life. But since that incident happened to me, I developed this fear of the rain and darkness, and she knew it. I realized I couldn’t be with someone if I would pee in my pants when it rained or during bad weather. Considering New York had that season, it would be difficult for us to start a relationship. But she did not judge me or pity me when she saw me fighting my own nightmare.”

Great. I groaned, then got to my feet. "Well, your curiosity is over. I'm out of here." I didn't say goodbye and went on my way. I faced the street and the blazing hot afternoon sun, searching for a taxi. Much as I wanted to call Kyle, I can't. He told me right after I had absorbed his crazy explanation that he shouldn't be seen with me in broad daylight as it was against their rule or something. So we only met up when the sun wasn't visible, most preferably close to midnight, like vampires.

Ryder said. I shook my head. "All we have to do now is act fast before that asshole does anything rash. That's the only way." I grabbed my phone and quickly sent Samantha a text. "Let's meet in the woods close to the Darkmoon. Be sure no one sees you." There was no need adding the last part. I was confident that she was smart enough not to leave any trails behind. "So, what now?" Ryder asked. "I'll go meet her," I said, adding emphasis, "alone."

"Meet me in the park at midnight. Come alone." My heart sank. What did he want now? I tried to ignore it, but the message lingered, taunting me. I knew I had to go, or risk facing the consequences. At midnight, I snuck out of the house, my heart pounding in my chest. The park was deserted, except for Jeffery, who leaned against a tree, his eyes gleaming in the dark. "You're late," he said, his voice low and menacing. "I couldn't get away," I replied, trying to sound calm.