Midnight Poppy Land Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Eric spat seething. Justin gulped casting a look at me. I guess this did look pretty bad. After all I was in his bed. Probably best we did not bring up the solstice magic. “She wouldn't be here if you didn't send her on a death mission to tell me I'm in charge for the night. Damion tried to grab her so we hid here. We fell asleep. Nothing happened.” He gritted out breathing heavily as a shadow circled his wrist. A truth and a lie. He did save me, thought not bedding me he came very close to claiming me. The love bite on my neck proved it.

I agreed. “My kinda girl,” I said. She looked at me, surprised that I agreed. “I knew I liked you,” she smiled and I wrapped my arms around her as she leaned in for a hug. She wrapped her arms around me and I held her for a moment just taking in the moment. “How can we do that?” Poppie said sitting up and wiping away tears that had fallen down her cheeks. “Well, I found out that in order to hurt sadistic rich people, you have to know how to hurt them,”

My heart raced with anticipation as I tiptoed towards Poppy’s room. I reached her door, slowly turning the handle and slipping inside. The dim light from her bedside lamp cast a warm glow over the room, highlighting her delicate features. She sat on the bed, turning to face me, her eyes lighting up when she saw me. Without a word, I slipped into bed beside her, wrapping her in my arms. She giggled as I showered her with kisses on the cheek. I wasn’t shy anymore—it had been a week since I’d started sneaking into her room. Sometimes, even before she texted me, I’d already be here. Just like tonight.

Orion say making Poppy blush even more but earning a growl from Marcellus. "Father, stop I am not a little kid anymore" "Yeah but still" "Ugh father.. please stop.." Poppy was now hiding behind me and Marcellus stopped growling as Magnolia came closer, wondering what they were doing. Marcellus told her nothing and that they were coming now to take little Poppy home again. The grown up Poppy sighed and the memory changed, this time we were in a meadow. Oh it's the same meadow that lays within the mansions barriers. I watch as the grass grows and the light blue flowers turn white as the fullmoon covers the sky as too greet us.

Slightly damp at the ends. “Okay,” I said softly. “Time for bed.” “No.” “Your voice says yes.” Poppy shook her head without any real force behind it. “I still have twelve minutes.” “You can’t even keep one eye open right now.” “I can.” Her left eyelid dropped halfway shut immediately. Adrian laughed quietly. “Go to bed, sweetheart. We’ll call again tomorrow.” “If I go to sleep now,” Poppy mumbled, her words already starting to melt together, “does my castle come tomorrow?”

"What are you doing?" "Doing what you couldn't," Poppy's voice echoes within my mind, a sharp retort laden with determination. I'm caught off guard, unprepared for her sudden assertion of control. Her takeover is swift and seamless. "Poppy, whatever you're planning, stop. Right now isn't the time for games. Give me back control," I urge, my voice tinged with urgency as I push against her dominance, determined to regain command of my own body. "You two are mates. I don’t understand why you think he needs space from you. If anything, you should be the one with him right now in his darkest moments," Poppy interjects, her words challenging my perspective.

He and Luna Williams give us instructions on where to stand when dinner finishes and tell us all what to expect at midnight when the moon is at its peak. As they are addressing the audience, I think back to everything Mom told me about how it will feel when the moon’s rays reach me once I turn eighteen. I’m already feeling the warm flush she described, and it is really distressing. I wave my hands in front of my face and try to pull on my dress to get comfortable. “You okay, Z?” Liam asks, handing me a glass of water. “You don’t look too good.” “I’ll be okay. Mom said I would feel different when it gets close to midnight.” I use a low tone with a little cringe.

She opens up the book and this time there are words written on it. This is the day they meet again, the stars were out and moon is shinning brightly. His heart is dwindling on the wicked fire as he once set foot to save his Princess. Memories are ajar and her heart is in scatter. A flower blooms tonight as one of the fragments reappears

It was finally time for her to be nonexistent here hence even disappear from our daily lives. As they worked, I imagined how different this space could look: one that showed today and tomorrow rather than yesterday. Jasper would not grow up in those dark shadows of his wife who had deserted him during his childhood years. Just when I was about to leave, Landen kicked open the door with violence written all over his face while he shouted so loud that everyone around could hear him clearly, startling the maids. "What the hell are you doing?" he shouted, his gaze fixed on the boxes of Annabeth's belongings.

My fantasy had become reality, and I'm sure it's a storm neither of us will ever forget. We grabbed an ice cream. We went back home. He was feeling cold so I wrapped him in a blanket and He was pulling me closer "This was the wildest night I ever had. I didn't know you could be like that." "Shut Up now. You are not feeling well. Sleep now." I was trying to hide my shyness..he kissed my forehead. "You are awesome you know that. Right??" "Yeah."