Midnight Novels & Stories

"Well, out you go now. It's past 1in the midnight." "1:30." Navaeh corrected as if to let them know she was still there. "It's morning, you dummy." "So when is midnight then, genius?" "Obviously, from the name midnight means middle of the night... By 12AM." "You said am. AM is used for morning." "So?" "So, midnight is the same as morning, fool." "No, you– are not wrong. Morning is midnight?" "You'll be fine, my dummy. See you." Ashley said yanking the door open and she pushed her dazed brother out of the room.

I knocked before I could talk myself out of it. It took a long time for the door to open. When it did, Sophia stood there in the doorway, wrapped in a cardigan that wasn't hers, hair still damp like she'd only just stopped crying, and the sight of her—guarded, exhausted, looking at me like I was something to be managed rather than someone she'd once loved—broke something loose in me that I hadn't given myself permission to feel until right then. "Ethan." Her voice was flat. "It's past midnight."

Chapter One The notification goes live at 12:03 a.m. Most people don’t notice it right away. Midnight notifications are easy to ignore—another bored scroll, another face glowing in the dark. But for the ones who do click, the screen opens to something oddly quiet. No music. No filter. No bright smile. Just Lila Monroe, framed too close, her face pale in the bluish light of her phone. The familiar background of her bedroom looks different tonight—messier, shadows stretching too long across the walls. Her hair is pulled back like she’s been running her hands through it too many times.

Charlie didn't speak for a long time—not because she didn't have words, but because she had too many. The clearing felt different now. The air held the ghost of the Sentinel's howl, vibrating faintly, like the forest was still listening. Moonlight spilled over everything in silver ribbons. Charlie stood in the center of it all, trying to steady her breath. I'm the hinge. The mediator. The moon's deviation. It sounded like the world's worst LinkedIn bio.

Midnight is long past. The night is just beginning.

"Is that really you? I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me!" I frowned a little when I heard how friendly he sounded. The man was dressed in a sleek black coat that came down to his calves. He had full eyebrows, a straight, tall nose, and there was a handsome freshness about him that I could not quite put into words. Even though it was the middle of winter, he did not look all puffy. His wrist showed off a pretty silver watch. I knew that watch brand. Two years back, when Shirley came home from abroad, she gave a Patek Philippe watch to Matthew.

I replied with a roll of my eyes. Alpha Cadell held a ball in his very fancy, and extremely huge, mansion. He said it was a celebration for his arrival at the new town. I was sure it wasn't only that. "Just keep your manners. We will be in and out before you even know it." Morgana stressed, and nodded her head at some woman with a winged face mask. Did I mention that this is a masquerade? We live in Midwick, Virginia. A very small and very beautiful town, which one would feel was built right in the middle of the woods.

[face-palm] Midnight's friend: Make her yours! Midnight: And how do I do that? Midnight's friend: ........ Midnight's friend: I don't know, I'm single ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Chandra grew up in a broken family. Her whole life is in peace while living with her mother. That is why when she's finally in the right age and she decided to live her life in the city with her brother, there she met her brother's bestfriend Kingstone. The Dean's favorite grandson and Chandra's walking nightmare. How did the badboy named Kingstone became Chandra's walking nightmare? It's because she's his favorite target when it comes in bullying. But when she's with her brother, Kingstone always act as if she doesn't exist. But one day, Kingstone started acting so caring and protective. It makes Chandra to think that's his action is one of his ways on bullying him. But slowly, she start

"Good communication is just as stimulating as black coffee, and just as hard to sleep after." Alessandro Present: after 3 years At this time Alessandro is already 25 *Alarm going off* I am alarmed by what is happening, I wasn't also prepared for the impending chaos waiting for me when the darkness arises.