Midnight Texas Books Novels & Stories

Determined to unmask my midnight phantom. Damn! What did I get myself into? The hours pass on faster than I anticipated, and right now we are already in our matching unicorn onesie Nancy bought a couple weeks ago. Mine was purple while hers was pink. We both settled in my living area, devouring the food we had ordered online like gluttons and, of course, paired with drinks. Vodka and tequila. I questioned her drink of choice, knowing full well how this would end, but she persisted and I am a fool for agreeing with her.

But neither the gods know what sinister mysteries lurk in the quiet, lush town, hiding behind the endless sea of weeping willows and towering mahoganies. Today is the day that the Midnight Club goes on yet another one of their pretentious adventures; leaving behind Isaac who was still high on alprazolam, Gwyneth who was still in dreamland, and Dean who has unfortunately passed off. The sun is just starting to shed off its blankets at 7 in the morning. Dew on the shrubs and bushes along the streets and avenues were just starting to dry up. Agatha Leon filled herself with early morning bitter coffee; Mickey took his breakfast with his moms; Isa took bites from a cereal bar while packing her dr

If ever a gust of wind will blow, she'll have to hold onto something solid, or else she'll see herself fifty feet above sea level. She's living in a dingy, old and small three-bedroom house along with her cruel stepmom, Klarisse and her bratty stepsister Kendra. She's the same age as her. Her own mom died when she was just five years old. Her dad married again when she was eight years old to Klarisse Wheats. A pretty, blond woman in her early thirties, with her daughter, Kendra. Her father thought of them, her and Kendra to become best friends just because they are of the same age. However, it turned out differently. Kendra is a spoiled brat. Always wanting to have everything she wa

The sound coming from a horror film behind me battered when the thunder strike with the high volume that even the next building can be disturb. "Go to bed now," I commanded and closed the Tv. "Party pooper, the best scene was yet to come!" "I'm not sleepy!" And they started complaints, but in the end, they still follow me and eventually go to their room. I left a note besides Nate to take care of everything while I'm at work. I choosed to walked instead to use my scooter this time, the nighttime in the city is beautiful opposite from the morning, morning is a curse. I hid my hand inside the pocket of my hoodie and starts distracting myself.

Midnight is wearing a little short sleeved shirt that looks like it belongs to a five year old, "I need your help." "Mmm, sure, help with what?" she asks, settling in better. I give myself permission to sit on one side of her and put my stuff down on the bed. "You like to read, don't you? I think you told us that's all you did around the house with your crazy grandmother," I inquire, trying to sound casual. Mid nods and I stretch the book towards her with a charming smile so she can't refuse, "Please, please, please read this for me and write a little essay. I'll owe you something, I can even give you a foot massage while you do it."

It wasn't long before she found out that she could read everything despite very slowly. It was a poem, which read as follows: 'It was the Coming of the Midnight Sun, A daughter of the Sacred Wood, Lay in a chamber of the House of the Moon, And thus shall wither like a dying star Til the touch of a virgin at dawn.'

Perhaps it was Layla’s fate to meet the beast who’d change her life, or s it the beast whose life going to be ruined with her fatal schemes. Midnight Feast 2020 FULLY SERVED! Midnight Feast is set on an imaginary world mainly within a place called the continent of Aghar. It encompasses the danger in the lives of humble citizens of Loire kingdom- especially the young orphan Layla, who fell in the hands of the ruthless nobles whose willing to sacrifice others’ lives in exchange for their own safety. Midnight Feast is a dark fantasy story with werewolves as the main characters. It sends a message to readers in an artistic way, unveiling the part of the darkest secret of the mind, the evil inten

A breath of relief escaped my lips as I flicked on the small light. I couldn't sleep and decided to come to the sitting room. I struggled until I reached the TV and put it on, a rush of relief flooded through me. The cool, bright light dispelled the shadows of the dark sitting room, revealing the nearest couch. "Finally!" I whispered, grinning as I picked up the remote and navigated until I got to a station I liked. I sat on the couch watching the TV and the scenes were that of nude men and women. I imagined Liam coming to the sitting room to meet me and trying to get his fingers through my night dress. I shrugged my shoulders,

After Trevor, I’ll never sleep next to a liar again. It doesn’t take me long to fall back into a restless sleep, dreaming of that monster from the clearing chasing me and the red wolf through the trees.

A wolf was a patient thing, but it was never asleep. She slipped her hands into her pockets as she crossed the quiet street leading out of downtown. Behind her, neon signs flickered through the fog—Open 24 Hours, Psychic Readings, Best Dumplings in the City. Ahead, the glow faded into darkness. A single streetlight buzzed above a cracked bike path, and beyond that: the forest. A black smudge at the city's edge, older than all its buildings, stubborn as bone. Most nights, Charlie shifted in her apartment or the warehouse she rented near the docks. But tonight something tugged at her—an instinctual itch beneath her ribs. A direction. A pull.