Midnight Club Novels & Stories

"Outlawed because...?" Lysander's voice was soft. "Because it rips the spirit from the wolf and replaces it with hunger." Charlie took a step back, feeling suddenly cold. "Who would do that?" Matthew answered before Lysander could. "The Dire Moon Sect." Charlie blinked. "Sounds like a metal band. Or a cult." Matthew grimaced. "Cult." Lysander corrected, "A renegade pack. Once. Before they fell to insanity." "And now?" Charlie asked.

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:

He wasn't as muscular as my brother, so the short sleeves hung loosely around his biceps. Three blocks away from where we parked, our friends turned toward the entrance of some sort of club. I'm glad I ate something earlier, since it didn't seem like we were going to a restaurant. Glancing up on my way inside, I frowned when I saw the name of the place. Midnight Secrets. There were silhouetted figures posing on either side of the sign. The ones on the right were clearly feminine while the ones on the left were males. The poses seemed rather suggestive.

I’d heard the player visited Club Zero twice a year to indulge his darker tastes. Six months ago, a source tipped me off that he’d be there that night, and there was no way I was passing up an opportunity that could skyrocket my blog to a million followers. So I followed him. And that singular act landed me in a truck-load of trouble. That night, deep in the bowels of Club Zero, I stumbled onto something I shouldn’t have seen. Or someone. A man most people swore didn’t exist. The Midnight Merchant. One thing led to another and I ended up face-down over his lap that night while he spanked my ass until I was a sobbing, quivering, dangerously aroused mess.

Neither of us moving. I had gone to the window before she looked up. Like something had pulled me there. I pressed my hand to the glass. Forty minutes without her was apparently all it took. Yeah. Yeah it was. The knock came past midnight. Three knocks. Quiet. I looked at the door. "Come in," I said. It opened. Reina. Night clothes. Hair loose around her shoulders. No walls on her face, not the careful expression she wore during the day, not the controlled version she showed everyone. Just her, standing in my doorway at midnight.

"She doesn't know about our world. It's better this way." "She's so perfect. So fragile." His voice broke with agony. "If she finds out what kind of monster I really am, she'll be terrified." My heart almost stopped. Ryder... wasn't human? "Bullshit," one of his buddies jeered. "If you’re so tough, then stop whining on that encrypted forum every night. 'Midnight_Howler'... real creative." Midnight_Howler. I memorized the ID. I slipped back to my room and opened my laptop. I found the hidden forum called "The Den". With a few tricks, I registered and got in.

My heart raced as I pulled the freezer open, bringing out a bottle of water. Without a second thought, I popped the cap open and threw my head back, downing it. Oh God. What was this feeling? I could still feel his lips on my nipples and his fingers inside me. The feeling of his mouth on my clit sent a shudder down my spine and I turned to look at Dan. He was staring at me with a hungry look, licking his lips. Slowly, I lowered the bottle onto the counter. “Dan..” I breathed. Even in the large kitchen, the tension suffocated me.

He thought the little boy was going to be awake on seeing the girls demonstrating on stage, to his greatest surprise it didn't budge. I hope it's alive. Marley sighed and glanced at his watch with squinted eyes. Damn lights! They were straining his eyes yet again but he managed to figure out the digits anyway. Thirty minutes into midnight. It read. Drinking had gotten boring, the entertainment wasn't helping matters either. All in all, he crowned the club a no go zone. "I ought to get out of here," he whispered to Josh who was being entertained with a bimbo on his legs.

Midnight Spook Party SEE the dead return! SEE live on stage: Johnny Alucard—a zombie nightmare with hex appeal! SEE buckets of blood! SEE a live murder! Triple feature shriek show starts at sundown Oct. 31. Stage show at midnight. Moonlite Drive-in HWY 139 at north county road. $5.00 per car—bring your friends, you’ll be afraid to go home alone! Something about this—something I knew I should remember. It floated at the edge of my memory, then it was gone like a passing cloud. I folded the flyer into my jacket pocket and went inside.

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