Midnight X Male Reader Novels & Stories

"She doesn't know about our world. It's better this way." "She's so perfect. So fragile." His voice broke with agony. "If she finds out what kind of monster I really am, she'll be terrified." My heart almost stopped. Ryder... wasn't human? "Bullshit," one of his buddies jeered. "If you’re so tough, then stop whining on that encrypted forum every night. 'Midnight_Howler'... real creative." Midnight_Howler. I memorized the ID. I slipped back to my room and opened my laptop. I found the hidden forum called "The Den". With a few tricks, I registered and got in.

"I promise I won't tickle." There, lying together with full bellies and content spirits, we start what becomes a nightly occurrence for us. We simply enjoy each other's company and friendship. However, I have no idea how this little plot twist in my story will completely alter the ending, how it turns a miserable existence into a happily ever after. A few hours later, as I'm trying to keep my eyes open and I know I've heard him lightly snoring for the past thirty minutes, he sits up. "I gotta get going, otherwise I'm gonna be your first overnight guest."

Every creak. Around midnight, I heard it. A soft moan. Then another. I paused the music. It was unmistakable. Low, breathy groans. A name murmured, then repeated—my name. My stomach dropped and twisted. I crept into the hallway, every instinct telling me to turn around, but my feet betrayed me. I stopped in front of his half-cracked door. He was sprawled across his bed, shirtless, hand wrapped around his cock. Muscles flexed, brow furrowed. Eyes closed. The lamplight cast a golden glow over his chest, his abs, the trail of hair leading down—

He leaned back against the counter, flipping the cover open. On the first page, written in bold, uneven handwriting, were the words: “A Secret Collection of Male Confessions.” Adam let out a quiet breath, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Confessions?” he murmured. “What kind of confessions…” He turned the page. The handwriting inside was rougher, heavier, different from one section to the next, like multiple voices trapped in ink. Different men. Different stories. His curiosity sharpened. He kept reading.

I mutter underneath my breath. Ronan laughs softly behind me, still in his white tank top and black sweats. Malachi is shirtless in white shorts. I am surrounded by three sex gods who are my brother’s best friends. It can’t get more scandalous than this. “What’re you reading?” I ask Jaxon. Without looking up, he lowers his glasses and peeks over them. “A book.” I roll my eyes. “Yes, a book on what?” He closes it and sets it down on the glass table beside him.

“Look at you creaming all over Daddy’s cock, Maya. Such a greedy little virgin.” Mr. Collins groaned, picking up his speed. His hips slapped against mine harder, driving his cock deeper with every thrust, as the water cascaded over us, making everything slick and messy. Ria dropped to her knees in front of me, with water streaming down her face as she leaned in and licked where we were joined. Her tongue licking my clit and along the base of her father’s cock as he pumped in and out of me. The sensation was overwhelming, and I came earlier than expected. I cried out, my pussy clenching hard around him. “Oh fuck… yes!”

Mason's pov Saturday 1st January 2022 ********************************** Omg yesterday was the best New Years Eve ever. Marcus held a party at the club and Master let us go for the whole night! We watched lots of kinky scenes and then joined in on the countdown until the new year, Master held my hand the whole time as Marcus and Lacey stood on the stage to shout out the numbers. Most people stayed in the main room for an orgy but Master wanted to take me to our playroom so he could be as rough as he wanted.

I groaned just as I fell unconscious. ** When I came to once more, I was all alone on the couch. I sat up in self scorn. How could I have ignored the fact that all vamp mates always passed out after sex? I looked up to see a tall figure standing at the entrance. “Qyler,” I merely said in acknowledgment of his presence. My best friend chuckled as he strolled in, both hands in his pockets . “What an epic scene. I wish I had recorded it. Who would have thought that the almighty Prince Anders would have sex with a random woman at a club someday?”

Her fingers traced the pages, her cheeks flushed with a secret pleasure as she lost herself in the smutty tale. She was a woman of curves and contradictions, her shy demeanor contrasting sharply with her voracious appetite for literature that pushed the boundaries of propriety. Suddenly, the creak of a chair echoed through the empty library. Laila's heart pounded as she looked up, her eyes meeting those of Dante, a tall, dark and handsome man with a mysterious aura. His gaze was intense, his expression unreadable. He was a man of sharp angles and shadows, a villainous figure in the quiet sanctuary of the library. He had caught her in her most intimate moment, and the power dynamics between t

XANDER POV I had the most annoying dream ever! You know those dreams where you keep falling and never hit the ground? And it feels very real? Yes I had those kind of dreams. I woke up dripping in swear, from the dream so I had to take a shower. I walked in to my bathroom and turned on the shower. While waiting for the shower to get hot I brushed my teeth, I was lazy feeling today. My name is XANDER, STORM GREY I am the Alpha of Bloodmoon pack. The strongest pack around well second to the royal family that is. At age 25 I haven't found my mate and I am currently fucking a human. Not dating no, this is not a relationship, I don't like it but it's better than to have sex with a wolf I will n