Midnight In Montgomery Chords Novels & Stories

“Let him do it. Now.” “Lunessa, there’s no time!” Vanya called out. Seraphira was still thrashing in her arms, screaming her sister’s name, sobbing until her voice cracked. I looked up toward the window. The moon hung full in the night sky. In the distance, I could hear the low howl of wolves and the soft rhythm of drums from the village below. “It’s always the damn full moon,” I whispered to myself. Then I turned to my uncle and nodded. “Do it.”

Asher doesn’t move a muscle until the sounds fade into the distance. Only then does he pull away. “Are you hurt?” he asks immediately. “No,” I whisper. “But they were close.” His jaw flexes. “Too close.” Something cold settles in my chest. “They’re hunting me, aren’t they?” He doesn’t answer right away. He just averts his gaze to somewhere and lets out a quiet sigh. That’s answer enough. ⸻ We reach my street just after midnight. It looks… normal. Porch lights glow softly. A neighbor’s car is parked crooked like always. Wind chimes clink somewhere down the road. There’s no snow anymore but it feels nostalgic.

MIA “Little moon child. We’ve been searching for you.” My heart slammed against my ribs. Every instinct screamed to run, but my legs wouldn’t move. The necklace on my neck felt like it weighed a thousand pounds. It pressed down my shoulders, making my legs shake, my knees weak. I could barely hold myself up. Xavier’s hand found mine in the dark. His grip was the only thing keeping me grounded. “Stay behind me,” he growled. The humming grew louder. The air itself vibrated with it, making my teeth ache.

"Lost Frequency- Are You With Me" They all nodded and we made our way onto the stage. We all sing so we got 5 mics and stood facing the crowd. We told the DJ what song to play, he only nodded and introduced us. I wanna dance by water 'neath the Mexican sky Drink some Margaritas by a string of blue lights Listen to the Mariachi play at midnight Are you with me, are you with me? Are you with me? Are you with me? Drink some Margaritas by a string of blue lights

I called Midnight's phone and after 10 secs he picked up. **Call** Me: Hey Night I have arrived at your house. I'm outside the door but still inside my car. Help me bring the stuff inside. Midnight: All right, I'll be down there soon. Wait for me Me: Okay hurry up, I'm dying to sleep T^T Midnight: Okay okay got it. After that, he hung up and I waited for him. After 30 secs the door finally opened and I was greeted by Midnight who was obviously still sleepy. He went towards and I opened the trunk of my car for him to get the bags.

The reality of how close he had come to death was more real than it ever had been, but at this moment, he was focused on the sound of their heartbeats. The tangible proof that life went on. He had made it out, and now he wanted to be here, present for them, for us. "I'm so glad you're here," I said softly, resting my hand on his. "And they are, too." "The asshole told me that he would see us on the bayou at midnight," he managed to say, his voice hoarse, each word an evident struggle. Midnight on the bayou. I knew what that meant, having lived on the bayou my entire life. It was a direct challenge, a threat that promised more violence and possibly worse.

As he sings, I think back to Mia’s words on the night of the storm, when I went to the graveyard to meet her. She was trying to warn me about someone, and I have a pretty good idea who. Felix’s knuckles go white as he clutches the mic, screwing up his face as he hits a high note at the start of the second verse. Even now, his face twisted in that special sort of bliss and elation only music can bring, he looks amazingly beautiful, controlled, powerful. Perfect. “I’ll find the key That unlocks all your doors Be mine Before midnight Be my prisoner I’ll be yours.

Like the slightest knock is going to cause us to crash. “Ryder, put your foot down. We’re going to be late.” I say to him and he grits his teeth and I sigh as I turn the stereo on and turn the music up. I smile as I listen to the music. Metallica- For Whom The Bell Tolls. Rebel laughs, and I look at her. We are both are shuffling in our seats. Ryder looks at me from the side as we are parked at the lights. I smile at him as I nod my head to the music. He chuckles at me.

EXTRA: Midnight: I should bring Ryder back before it gets too late so she can have her beauty sleep. Ryder: *staying up until 2 am trying to wash the paint off*

“Sure, little girl, I’ll pick you up. But come on, let’s go do it outside so you don’t hit your head.” Grinning, Midnight slips her hand into Jackson’s as the pair head out into the darkness, Jesse on their heels. When they’re free of the tent, Jackson crouches low, wrapping an arm tight around Midnight’s thighs and hoisting her high into the air so that she perches neatly on his elbow, her head high above his. Midnight laughs with delight, looking around eagerly from her new height as Jackson likewise laughs, pleased to see her so pleased.