Midnight Love Novels & Stories

At Charlie. Her whole body locked. Its voice rasped like broken branches dragged across stone: "The Unwritten." Charlie stumbled back. "Nope. No thank you. Return that word to sender." Lysander snarled. "You will not touch her." The Hollowed tilted its head. "She belongs... to the Moon That Was Severed." Charlie's heartbeat thudded painfully loud. "I don't even know what that means—" Matthew hissed under his breath, "It's a prophecy reference. A very bad one."

I barely whispered out and my heart stopped when he closed his face to mine, our nose almost touching each other’s. “I asked you if it really has to be Draven?” he whispered back and I stumbled back but Vincent managed to hold my waist, pulling me back up immediately. I'll stop time for you, The second you say you'd like me to. I just wanna give you the loving that you're missing, Baby, just to wake up with you. “I really like this song.” I quickly changed the subject, laughing nervously.

"Every moment. Every feeling. I'll tell you everything. And you'll believe me. And you'll choose me. And we'll love again. Different but same. New but familiar. Temporary but real." Midnight strikes. The clock chimes. And I feel it. Kai going slack in my arms. Memory erasing. Connection severing. Love forgetting. He blinks. Looks at me. Confusion. "Who are you? Why are we in bed together? What's happening?" My heart breaks. Second time. Of infinite times. "I'm Aurora. You're Kai. We live together. You forget me every night at midnight. This is normal. Go back to sleep. I'll explain everything in the morning."

The green numbers on the dashboard clock flashed one last time before rolling over: 11:59 PM. A sudden, suffocating silence fell over the clearing as the moon reached its absolute peak above the trees. The barrier holding Nyx back cracked permanently. Midnight. Sunday had arrived. A blinding, explosive jolt of pure golden light snapped through my chest, the fated mate bond locking into place across the quadrant with the force of a tidal wave. My mouth went completely dry as the true, uninhibited scent of Kaelen's pine and winter rain flooded my senses, so intoxicating it made my head spin.

It was almost dusk. Everyone began dispersing one after the other, leaving Dante to deal with his pains. King Edwardo found his Queen leaning on the rail on the balcony with a drink in her hand. He walked quietly to her and wrapped his arms around her, startling her. “Your Highness,” She chuckled. “You startled me.” He rested his head on her shoulders and stared at the starless sky. “No stars tonight,” he mumbled. “It’s still too early, your highness. You don’t expect to see stars at this time,” Adora told him. He mumbled something inaudible in response.

I couldn’t help it—that tension between the three of us was palpable. Midnight stood up, and with him, the whole mood shifted. His eyes passed over me, and I felt the heat of his dominant presence before he even got close. I didn’t need to move—he just came up to me and, in one swift motion, pulled me off Gutemberg’s lap. "Oh." "Hey!" Gutemberg protested. "We’re going to bed," Midnight said, his voice so cold it made me swallow hard. Gutemberg, however, didn’t like it one bit. He grimaced and cursed under his breath.

The sound from the TV got back their attention and Leniela quickly glanced at her time on her phone. "It's almost midnight!". She exclaimed trying to get down from his tight but he didn't allow her. "Do you know the exciting thing about midnight movies?". He smirked devilishly. Leniela stared at him clueless until a weird sound from the Tv forced her to divert her gaze to it. She went rigid with the answer on the screen; Two full grown adults were having a hot kiss. The man was completely naked while he tried to remove the lady's lingerie. "They are raw". He whispered in her ear, his voice seductive like the Greek god Adonis.

"On the stroke of midnight the night we first met," "It wasn’t midnight." She opened her eyes and her heart to him. She couldn’t be quiet; she just couldn’t contain it. Because it was just so wonderful, so amazing, that he’d felt it too—that love, their love, had always been real, and that the torch she’d carried for him had had heavy-duty batteries for a very good reason. "It was ten to twelve." because I specifically remember looking at the clock. It was between ten and twelve minutes later that we fell in love.

And I walk to the door but before I open it I dim the light to set the mood more sensually. "Password?" I ask, sticking out only one side of my face. Midnight has wet hair and looks excited as she answers, "Vendetta," "Come in, Miss. Welcome to your love nest." Midnight enters looking almost as uncomfortable as Baxter, but almost as excited as I am. A strange mix. I close the door and clear my throat as she walks over to the board and admires my work. "This is..." she tries to hide it but I can see she doesn't quite understand what's in front of her eyes, "Nice."

They keep singing and staring into each other’s eyes E: “Tonight I celebrate my love for you…and hope that deep inside you feel it too..” R: ”Tonight our spirits will be climbing…to a sky lit up with diamonds..” Together: ”…When I make love you…tonight.. tonight…I celebrate my love for you…and that midnight song…is gonna come shining through..” R: ”Tonight…there’ll be no distance between us..” E: ”What I want most to do…is to get close to you…tonight…..Tonight I celebrate my love for you….And soon this old world will seem brand new..”