Mid Night Blues Novels & Stories

Fired. Betrayed. Forgotten. After losing everything to ruthless CEO Dylan Loperse, Vanel Lensy comes back disguised as a servant to destroy him from within. But revenge becomes complicated when Dylan falls for the very man he's hunting—and Vanel starts falling too.

The future stretched endlessly before them—not perfect, not easy, but beautiful. Together. Always together. And so, the story that had begun with a lonely girl and a dangerous stranger arrived at its final page. Not with the hollow sting of tragedy, and not with the bitterness of loss, but with the greatest, most profound victory of all: A life well lived. A love that endured. A family that grew. A forever earned. As the night embraced the world, the Dream continued. Forever. THE END ❤️ Midnight Between Us By Josephine

Jayden wakes up only to face a sudden reality. He is a villain in a ABO married to the monster Alpha everyone tried not to corss path with. But to survive, he most avoid the Alpha whom he was destined to kill.

I’ll shatter it before dawn, and I’ll make her thank me for it. ═══════⊹⊱♚⊰⊹═══════ What Awaits Author’s Note: You’ve met the firebrand. You’ve seen the king fracture. Now—watch the tower burn. Midnight Crown is a dark romance built on crime, obsession, betrayal, and slow-burn war between two people who should have destroyed each other—but didn’t. Because control is never clean, and neither is love. You’ll drown in silence and secrets as the story unfolds through four arcs:

MIA Everywhere was dark, no matter how hard I blinked or tried to squint, I didn't see anything. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t breathe. My body felt like it was sinking, being pulled down by hands I couldn't see. A force that is in the dark but unknown to me. The silent drip of water sounded from somewhere, the sound echoed and it was consistent, bouncing off walls I couldn’t see. I hated how it went straight to my head, I started to twitch from it.

Something about a bridge being nearby is the only thing I can remember. Suddenly, the world swirls and I’m standing on that bridge with Kendric. “I fell off the cliff and then ended up here. This was our third life, for sure.” Kendric looks over at me with a confused expression. “Are you seeing this too?” A ticking clock sounds from somewhere nearby and I look around to see where it’s coming from. “Do you hear that?” A voice comes out of nowhere from somewhere above us. “Midnight is coming. Run while you can.”

I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, letting the air fill my lungs while I assessed my body and heart. It was only the morning of my birthday, and I knew my gifts wouldn’t manifest until tonight under the bright moon. The fact that it was a Blue moon made my insides tingle. Blue moons in and of themselves were rare. Mix it with the Cold full moon of December, which was always special to witches, made this an extraordinary night. Or, so I hoped. The Cold Moon marked the earth’s slumber and going inward for transformation. I knew my birthday falling on this day meant something significant. Despite the nightmare I had just woke up from, I smiled and ran downstairs after getting dressed. I grabb

But Midnight insists that they have to get back, that it would be very bad if the God of Darkness found them gone. “Won’t it…cause a bit of trouble?” Anton asks. “When he sees all of your new stuff?” He looks worriedly around at all of the bags and packages looped on Midnight’s arms and bizarrely tied to her ankles. She explained that the ties will help her transport more, but still – it’s weird. “No,” Midnight says, sighing happily. “He never comes into my house. So this will all just be indoor stuff.” I grimace a little, hoping that continues to be true. But Midnight seems blissfully happy, even if she is surprised when I move forward and wrap her in a hug.

I followed him, my heartbeat loud in my ears. Ahead, a midnight-black infinity pool stretched along the cliff’s edge, its silver-trimmed waters glowing like captured starlight. Beyond it, a fire-lit courtyard flickered softly, with obsidian benches circling a ritual pit. The kind of place where deals were sealed in blood and vows under moonlight weren’t just metaphors. Past that, a glimpse of the private combat arena—lit but quiet. Shadow-obstacles flickered like ghosts, waiting to be summoned. The whole place felt like it was holding its breath. Waiting to decide what I was.

"Just because I blocked you, you had to leave home and vanish for a whole week?” "I thought you'd be too scared to show up for the divorce, but at least you've got some sense." I could not stop myself from letting out an icy laugh. I had been in the hospital with a miscarriage for days, and Matthew did not even know I was close by. Shirley was in the passenger seat, looking me up and down. "Cindy, you're looking pretty good," she said. The cold weather and my weakened state after the miscarriage had me bundled up in a puffy cotton coat and a thick down jacket.