Midnight Confession Novels & Stories

He paused, letting it sink in, then added with a nasty laugh, “You know, the ones of you and Logan kissing.” Of course I knew! My heart stopped. My stomach felt like it was filled with rocks. “And you know what? I’m going to share them. I’m going to let everyone see them, Leigh. I’ll show them at midnight. At exactly 12:00 a.m., everyone will know.” I felt like the world was spinning. Midnight was coming, and I didn’t know what to do. “Please, Mikel, why are you doing this?” I said, trying to keep my voice steady even though I was falling apart inside. “Please don’t.”

She lit three candles, each one positioned around the chair at center frame, bathing the scene in gold and shadow. On the walls behind her, she pinned cryptic notes, torn diary entries, coordinates. A conspiracy that looked real because it was. At exactly midnight, she hit “Go Live.” The screen flickered. Chat exploded. Mistress is back. Did we displease you? Say the word, I’ll crawl. Dommy Mommy 😭 please punish me. Her voice cut through the frenzy, low and chilling. “Silence.”

I could see a level of understanding cross the faces before me. “I was hidden away when my village was burned to the ground and sent out to the human world for protection. I only discovered my true identity a few days ago and yesterday I learned an even greater truth.” I had to stop once again to collect myself. I knew I had to show strength but the truth was I still hadn’t completely accepted everything I learned yesterday. It seemed that I was out of time. “All of you have heard the rumors and stories about the Midnight child. You have told your kids fairy tales and probably wondered if any of it had been true. It is.”

“Where's Miriam? I need to see her and ask her why the fuck she didn't tell me this. Yeah, I was fifteen and her crazy mother hated me, but still... I guess I would have married her. I would have hated it, but I would have. I would have...” “She's dead," Midnight interrupts him in a monotone voice and, god forgive me, but for some reason I find it the funniest thing in the world and I start laughing. “Sorry!” I immediately apologize and try to cover my mouth but the laughter just won't stop coming out. Midnight looks at me with wide eyes, Lion is still lost in space and Angie wants to wipe me off the face of the earth. Bastian just covers his face wearily, “Please just... forgive me.”

Black as midnight. A phantom.

Mama took a deep breath, but she did not say anything. "Your mom told me that she is my mother’s long-lost sister," said Damon. "W-what?" I asked in surprise. "So I was right that we are cousins? " "Yes, you’re related," Dad said. "Are you pleased with the truth? " "Should I be content?" I asked. "We should talk about what we’ll do. The dark moon is coming, and we need to save Minerva before that happens." "I have a good reason to help my "cousin" save my "auntie," I said.

The drop hisses, steam rising in the shape of a wolf’s jaw. “Eva,” she says, eyes fixed on me, “step forward. The Moon speaks, but she cuts both ways. Let us see why she spares you even a little.” My shaky legs step into the center, the heat flares hotter for a second, then that strange comfort strokes down my spine again, giving me the relief I've grown used to for the past days. I bite back a whimper. Ophelia begins to chant in a low and rhythmic way, her voice filling the circle.

I unfolded the small, crumpled piece of paper. ​[I’m not done with you yet, Princess. See you tomorrow.] ​Just as I read the words, my phone buzzed on the nightstand. It wasn't a text. It was a notification from the school's "Confessions" app. My hands shook as I opened it. ​There was no video. There were no photos. Instead, there was a simple, haunting message posted from an anonymous account. ​"The Queen has a secret. And the Ghost has the evidence. Midnight tomorrow. The truth will be told."

His voice was trying not to shake and mostly failing. "That's all I know. She gave me the container and the access code and the timing.""The timing." I said."Midnight." He said. "She said midnight specifically."I looked at my watch.Eleven fifty eight.Two minutes.I looked at Nyxara. She was still holding the container, her expression doing the specific thing it did when she was working through something precise and fast.

his hoarse voice cracked. I did not speak again. I heard him sigh very loud and deep before pulling himself up. He struggled to stand up, as if he was very weak. My lips parted, but I stopped myself from talking. Slowly, he went behind me, and pushed my wheelchair towards the elevator. The cold and harsh wind kissed my face as soon as we got in the rooftop. He looked at me, so weak and lifeless. I lifted my chin. “Tell me everything.” I saw how he swallowed hard. Is he having a hard time confessing about his lies, or he's hesitating because he doesn't want to let me go? I will choose the latter, but I don't wanna get my hopes so high again.