Midnight Confessions Robyn Carr Novels & Stories

This room represented everything my work had become under his influence, a tool for power instead of healing. "I'm ready," I whispered. "Start the broadcast." I knew that in minutes, my confession would be streaming live to every major news network in the world. Chris had arranged it all - simultaneous broadcasts that Viktor couldn't stop or control. The truth would finally come out, even if it destroyed me in the process. I straightened my shoulders and looked directly into the camera. "My name is Dr. Margaret Chen, and I have a confession to make." My voice was steady, though my heart was racing. Somewhere out there, Lyra and Rhys were still running from police who thought they were terror

"Fine. I will tell you. It was the final year into her finance masters while Tristan was getting his business Masters. They # Robyn was going to the library to finish her finance assignment that had been giving her a headache for the past two days. She had not slept enough,not gone out and ate a lot of take away. This assignment counted for forty percent of her grade and she really wanted to do well. She had finished drafting it all and was halfway through finalising it when she fell asleep in the library. She woke up when she felt someone nudge her a little. She woke up and took in her surrounding. She was still in the library and someone was handing her coffee. She looked up, saw Tristan

She returned to the bed. “He’s gone, you can come out now,” she crossed her arms and the girl rolled out. From under the bed. She pushed hair away from her face and she stared attentively at Adora. “You know what will happen if they get you right? I believe I am not telling you that you need to run as fast as you can.” The girl nodded and Adora took a deep breath. She was about to betray her husband and it didn’t sit well with her but her conscience would hunt her forever if she did otherwise. She walked to the door and opened it slowly to peep outside.

"And Crystal is just a dark cloud unto herself. Her mission is to make everyone's life miserable, and I'm sorry to tell you that you're not special in that regard." "It sure seems like she loves to make me her target," I grumbled. *** Four hours later, I was ready to murder Crystal once again. "A source close to the drama says that Simone Carter has been sleeping with two of her clients," a reporter said into the camera. "Talk about closing the deal! We have learned exclusively that the other man is billionaire tech CEO Rob Christianson. It's unclear who Miss Carter began seeing first, but stick with us for more updates as this story unfolds."

My make was already done, and I just let my hair hang in its natural curls, cascading down to my waist, then paired it with black Louboutin shoes with rhinestones lining around the pointed heels. I was staring at my reflection in the mirror for one final glance as I eased my nerves. Just then, the doorbell chimes, and the raging dread fire starts again and coils in my gut. Damon says it's going to be fine, and I trust him. However, I am not worried about this man, but rather the information he brings us. A knock came through the door on cue, and Damon’s voice followed. “Cara, my love.” It’s going to be fine. I tell myself and take a deep breath. Traipsing across the room and opening the door

I had a plan. A really bad plan. But a plan nonetheless. Justin had a point if I was to stay here I would have to shift. Emma had left for bed and I was in my room alone with my thoughts. I quietly slunk towards the door listening waiting for any noise to alert me. Nothing. Not a soul stirred outside. Perfect. My wolf was nagging at the back of my mind desperate to shift. I couldn't go on like this. My thoughts were clouded with shifting and escape. I would go mad. Taking a deep breath calming my nerves I shifted.

The sound coming from a horror film behind me battered when the thunder strike with the high volume that even the next building can be disturb. "Go to bed now," I commanded and closed the Tv. "Party pooper, the best scene was yet to come!" "I'm not sleepy!" And they started complaints, but in the end, they still follow me and eventually go to their room. I left a note besides Nate to take care of everything while I'm at work. I choosed to walked instead to use my scooter this time, the nighttime in the city is beautiful opposite from the morning, morning is a curse. I hid my hand inside the pocket of my hoodie and starts distracting myself.

Seeing the woman you've been dreaming of was being tortured by other people is so freaking painful. After I found out that Dylan isn't treating her right, I tried to steal her, but the fact that I was the one who caused her brother's accident scared me. I turned into a coward again. I let her suffer. I watched her cry, but I couldn't take it anymore, so I made my feelings clear to her. "Are you sure about your plans, Jacob? They're married. It won't be easy to take Samantha away." I nodded at Theo, determined to do what I wanted. I should've told her about my feelings a long time ago. This confession has been long overdue, so I gathered all my strength and swallowed my fear. I confessed to h

"Not exactly what I used, but similar. Bond manipulation at a massive scale." "How are they doing it without omega abilities?" I asked. "Who says they do not have omega abilities? The Enlightened—what if they are all omegas? What if this is what I was trying to build, but they actually succeeded?" The thought was chilling. On the twentieth day, Lyra came to my room looking shaken. "I almost agreed to stay," she confessed. "This morning, I woke up thinking 'why would I leave? This is perfect.' It took me an hour to remember that I have a mate back in Shadowpine. That I have a life there."

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: