Midnight Novels & Stories

Even from this vantage point, as we traversed the stairs, I could see the infinity pool outside that lit up with changing colors LED lights. There’s no need for overprized paintings and excessive decorations around the house when you have the bounty and beauty of nature all around the place. Well, aside from the natural grandeur this mansion had exhibited, one thing that caught my attention was the midnight black chandelier hanging in the middle of everything. It was huge, diamond-shaped black crystals suspended above us. I recognized the design, especially the signature red octagonal crystal linked to a spiked prism. It was renowned for being one of the most

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The city glow hit the planes of his jaw, making him look like he’d been carved out of the night itself. “Call me Midnight,” he said. His voice was low, carrying a weight that made her skin prickle. “And I know exactly who you are, Lila. I know you touch yourself every night. I know you lie here imagining a stranger who comes in and tells you what to do. I know what you crave when nobody is looking.” He leaned against the wall, his gaze dropping from her face to the glistening toy still inside her. His eyes didn’t waver. There was no shame in his look, only a terrifyingly calm observation.

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.

She got up in a rush from their king-size bed and looked at the time. The time was 1: 00 am. “Today is the 2nd day of July 2019. Game on, Brother. Game on, F-ing Moon goddess!.” “Why are you speaking to yourself, my beautiful vixen?”. Salvatore inquired, yawning and putting his curling midnight hair in place. Velda stood by their large window staring outside at the full moon, she felt the moon mocking her. A single tear fell from her eyes. Salvatore rushed over to her, hugging her from behind. He kissed her red hair, adjusted her luscious hair from the nape of her neck, breathed on it, and gave her light kisses on the neck to the collar bone.

They gradually walked back to the treehouse engaging in small talk As they approached the tree they said their good night. " I'll see you later " Zenith says to them as they did their group hugging. She was happy to be part of the group. She smiled as she went home. She groaned as she pushed her hair out of her face . "Why do I keep waking up at odd hours of the night" she sighs glancing at the clock that read 3:30 a.m.

When the party ended, it was nearly midnight. Everyone was in a delightful mood, having a great time. It was half an hour's drive to reach the house. They decided to have midnight snacks at one of the famous restaurants in the area. They ordered pad thai, chai latte, cafe mocha and empanadas.

“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.” And I shifted back.

Magnus and Lara woke at midnight, just as they had planned. The room was dimly lit by the soft glow of the moon filtering through the curtains, casting long shadows on the walls. Despite the quiet, both remained on edge, their senses sharpened and alert for anything unusual. Every creak, every rustle in the air could be a sign of something suspicious.

Midnight sensed her distress. Midnight runs to her door scratching at it. She starts to meow very loudly trying to get Quinn’s attention. He looks at the cat confused “What do you want? Can’t you tell she wants to be left alone?” He says, rolling his eyes, patting the couch next to him. Midnight meows loudly, continuously scratching at the door.