Midnight X Mt Lady Novels & Stories

Officer Cesar, Lucian and even Zachary dropped their jaws on the floor when they heard the lady casually telling her name in exchanged for a pitcher of warm water. “Heh. So your name’s Layla, huh?” Zachary muttered under his breath while trying to calm down before he could smash the lady’s head to awaken her senses. ‘Obnoxious! She’s no doubt obnoxious!’ To be continued Author’s note: This epilogue is the sneak peek of an upcoming sequel, Midnight Beast. Layla and Zev deserved a happy ending, don’t you think? Midnight Feast is all served, Please anticipate the sequel--- Midnight Best….!

I whispered. We stopped at a red light. My gaze caught on a billboard the size of a building. It shimmered, transitioned—and suddenly, the word blazed across the screen in white fire: LUNARIS. A high-end nightclub. The most elite. The kind only the rich, powerful, and probably criminal could enter. Even back downtown, Lunaris was a fantasy, the kind of place people dreamed of making enough money just to glimpse. The ad shifted. And then his face appeared.

“And let me guess. This all took place at midnight and that is why midnight is significant.” He claps his hands together as he laughs with amusement. “Exactly. Midnight is such a special time, though they claim there’s a different hour for witching. No, midnight is perfect, especially for us. You’ll know soon enough.” I swallow back the bile shooting into my throat. “You aren’t done showing me the rest of my lives, aren’t you?” As soon as he calms, he nods in agreement. “Oh, yes, Valeria. I’m going to show you everything and then you won’t see your dear fated mate the same way ever again. This life, you will be mine.”

I laugh a little and oblige. “Pups come,” Midnight says, quite authoritative and proud, holding her hands together in front of her in a cup shape, like she’s scooping water from a stream. “When you go to bed with your mate. And then he…gives you a pup!” We all stare at her for a second and then, as one, we all work very hard not to smile. “And where,” Laila says, her voice curious. “Does the pup come from?” “Oh, I don’t know,” Midnight says, dropping her hands and leaning back on them with a shrug like the details can’t possibly matter. “He probably calls it up from the air, like you do with all of the snacks and the presents.”

SKYLAR I waited at least ten minutes before leaving the restroom, making sure she had enough time to clear the area before making my way back. On my way back to the field I caught sight of Xavier and Tristen hanging off to the side. The look on both of their faces were serious. Approaching them, their conversation died. “What’s going on?” I asked them. “The last event is tomorrow morning, and we are up against Mystic Moon” Xavier rolled his eyes. “Ok, so what’s the big deal?” I asked.

The gala invitation arrived sealed in black wax. No crest. No sender. Adrian held it in his hand for a long time before finally breaking the seal. Inside was a folded cream parchment embossed with shimmering gold ink. You are cordially invited to the Midnight Foundation's Annual Gala. Theme: Legacy in Motion Time: Midnight. Venue: Disclosed upon RSVP. Adrian’s lips tightened. "Why now?" I leaned over his shoulder. The moment I read the last line, my stomach tightened.

Madelyn was squatting on the ground, comforting a crying young lady. After chatting with her for a while, Madelyn learned that the young lady had been sold by her parents to Paradise Club in Marisburg. All the women there wore billing devices for customers to swipe their cards. Customers could swipe their cards and pay by the minute if they wanted them. The women could not resist no matter what the customers did, or they would face harsh beatings. The scars on this young lady's body were the best evidence. It would be Madelyn's turn soon.

I jump when the door opens and I immediately regret not checking for a weapon. A woman with dark shoulder-length hair enters. She’s carrying a tray and smiles in my direction when she sees I’m awake. “Welcome to my home,” she says. “You’re safe here. My husband brought you early this morning. It’s after noon now and I know you must be hungry.” “Where is here?” I ask throatily. She offers another smile. “Phoenix, Arizona. I’m Madison, though my friends call me Mak and I’d be happier if you did the same. My husband is Xavier Moon.”

Stanley said. Xyla was extremely happy to hear this. “Honey, you’re the best…” “However, you know your physical condition. You have to come home by twelve at the latest…” Stanley said. “Can we make it two o’clock past midnight? I’m very happy, and I can’t fall asleep too early tonight…” Xyla said. “Be good. Listen to me…” Stanley said. “Fine…” Xyla replied. On a few of the live stream channels— “Ahh… The largest nightclub in the city center? How much does that cost for one night?”

Nothing stands out as something she’d need to tell Peyton. The ladies sit at a high-top table with Eli’s assistance while I place a drink order at the bar. As soon as my ass hits the chair, Montana begins. “I won exactly $915.72 at slots today,” she cheers, clapping her hands in front of her chest. “Uh-uh,” Peyton responds, her eyebrows raised and mouth open. “That’s amazing—no way, though! How?” “I did. Here, I’ll prove it.” Our drinks arrive, but we do not drink. We all watch as Montana opens her phone and searches for a photo. She scrolls through Instagram and pauses on a post of her holding her voucher of over $900. She reads the comments and hashtags that a woman named Dawn posted.