Midnight Obsessions Novels & Stories

Lucas's father asked staring at us as I placed Gavin back in his seat. "Let's say yes," I shrugged and began sharing the sponge cake. 'I hope they sort it out!' I thought. ______________________________________ * * * What do you guys think so far? Please drop a review ❤️❤️ Do you want a sequel about Ben and Beatrice's Story? Please, you all stay tuned for the Book 2 of the Obsession series, a Sequel of 'Secret Obsession' titled:- HIS WILD OBSESSION.

Midnight tried to change the topic before Ryder would insult Kim more. "To check the camera recordings for your face." What the fuck!!!!! She can do that? Is she allowed to do that? Ryder noticed Midnight panicking again and tapped his shoulder to ensure him. "Don't worry, the camera doesn't work. Luckily, you showed up and offered yourself to me on a silver plate. Isn't that amazing?" "..." Either she's too lucky or my luck has run out. "You should work as a private investigator." Midnight said feeling as if he had escaped exposure once again. In the span of five minutes, his fragile heart had dealt with too many strong emotions and felt too tired.

I moaned loudly, legs wrapping around him as he fucked me deep and fast. “Harder,” I gasped. “I need it rough tonight.” He gave it to me, pounding into me until the couch creaked. I came hard, crying out his name, but in the back of my mind I kept hearing the stranger’s distorted voice. After we finished, I lay on his chest, tracing circles on his skin. “Elias…” I said softly. “I heard about a place. The Midnight Club. People say it’s exclusive… dark… exciting. I want to go with you.”

And then, beaming, I tumble myself backwards through the darkness and back into Atalaxia. _ _ _ Jesse and Midnight lay flat on their stomachs atop the hill, looking down at the rather remarkable network of cages down below. As Midnight continues to peer closely at the blobby blur at the center of the network that may or may not be people – they can’t quite tell at this distance – Jesse groans and closes his eyes, resting his head against his folded arms. “Shhh,” Midnight says, shoving at his shoulder with the tips of her fingertips. “I’m watching.”

I nodded gratefully and rushed toward my water bottle, drinking like I hadn’t touched water in days. The girls’ laughter reached my ears again. One of them nudged her friend. “Imagine living in the same house as Sebastien Dmitri…” They all glanced at me before laughing together again. I aggressively slammed my water bottle against the polished floor. They startled instantly. “Nose pokers,” I muttered before walking toward the other end of the studio. … It was already 5 p.m. The mansion was silent. Only the sound of the giant grandfather clock ringing five times echoed through the house.

Morning brought no answers. Just rain and a new alert. A woman in the financial district had locked herself inside her office at midnight after a loop caught her and would not release. She had been there for six hours before someone noticed the lights were still on. The report used the word obsessive with the careful flatness of clinical language, that kind of word chosen to describe something without fully saying what it meant. What it meant was that a person had been held inside her own desire by a signal Aria had built, unable to find her way out of it, and had needed strangers to come and bring her back.

Obsession doesn’t announce itself with sirens. It seeps in quietly, like water under a locked door, until the floor you stand on warps and bends beneath you. For Rose, it began with little things. A text at odd hours, not of endearment but of command. Don’t go in tonight. Meet me instead. Wear the black dress.

Watching her body jolt with every thrust. Milo hit play on the side monitor—the bedroom orgy clip, synced audio. Toni's wails layered over Layla's gasps. "Layered audio," he said, voice thick. "Makes it... immersive." His own hand dipped into his cargo shorts, stroking lazy circles over his bulge. The fabric tented.

I'll try my best to make that happen very soon. I turned off the bright light of the room then left the night light on, laid on the bed with my side and ready to drive into sleep. What an awesome achievement I've had? Nothing was going to come my way now, not Eve, not even Justin. After a few minutes, I heard the sound of glass breaking and that got me to instantly snap my eyes open. What was that? I jumped to my feet, getting into a pair of slippers by the floor of the bed.