Movie Nights In White Satin Novelas e Histórias

I could have really used the distraction, but there was no hope for it. I put Cecil and Richard to bed before settling in the living room with a tumbler of whiskey. I turned on the television and sipped. Every channel seemed to be covering Blood Moon's interest in Mooncrest. They'd even got a snippet of me yelling at Marvin earlier, along with statements from the other people who had been on Blood Moon's list. "What do you think? I think the Ravens are the best candidate on the list." "You really shouldn't watch garbage before bed," Margaret said, coming to sit beside me with a mug. She was dressed for bed with a face mask on. "It'll melt your brain."

Or the floor, or the ground, or up against a wall. I gave a tiny shudder and gave myself a concussion-inducing mental slap. I had to stop thinking about him in such an erotic way. He wasn’t my type and I was certainly not his. I’d seen him in the gossip pages, and at awards events, with blonde bombshells who looked so perfectly put together, they could have been supermodels. Some of them are supermodels. Interestingly, Niamh is a blonde bombshell with her white-blonde hair and stunning figure. I haven’t cracked any mirrors lately but I can safely say I do not look anything like a supermodel. Not even close. I fall into the category of a mousy girl next door. Or maybe a girl down the road, so

Kayla The night air wrapped around me as I stepped outside, cool against my exposed skin beneath the thin white silk of my dress. The Blood Moon Revelry was in full swing, the expansive garden behind the Nightshade manor transformed into a primal celebration. A massive bonfire blazed in the center, flames leaping toward the darkening sky, casting flickering orange light across the faces of the revelers.

I stomped into the dining room to see a big shock. I stared in bewilderment, like what the fuck are they doing here? I stood there rooted to a spot not moving, still trying to regain from the unexpected and understand the reason for their presence. "Krystal dear, have a seat, don't stand there like a statue." Mom said as she noticed my presence, smiling cheekily at me and also conveying the stares of the visitors to me. "She looks good in a nightie, I wonder what she would look like in a wedding dress." Mrs Yolanda Sullivan said to Mom giggling, showing her teeth decorated with gold. Money!

The sweet smell of it spread in the bathroom. Then, I took my cd player and put in a cd of relaxing music. Everything was ready! I undressed and sank into the hot water. I closed my eyes while enjoying the music. What a wonderful feeling!... When I opened my eyes, the water had cooled. What the heck! I checked what time it was. What? When did the time go so far, 11:20 at night?! The cd was over. I got out of the bathtub and put on my fluffy bathrobe. After so many hours of sleep, I felt like a dizzy chicken. I was sitting on the couch when suddenly I felt the desire to enjoy a glass of red wine. I got up and went to the fridge to get one. And then I remembered that I didn't buy one! I had fo

Mauve City, 10 p.m. at night. The alluring moonlight shone on the city as it gradually got later into the night. Jocelyn White woke up from her hangover. Her head hurt badly. She glanced at the interior design of the room and realized that she was in the double suite of the hotel that she often stayed in. The celebratory gala of the municipal jewelry competition that her stepsister, Lily White, joined, was being held today. She did not expect herself to get drunk after having two glasses of alcohol.

To know what he thought. Sybil found herself going down one of the longer halls. There were people moving about carrying things and a lot of chatter today. She wasn’t surprised the moon chase was two nights from now. Finding the room that she wanted, Sybil entered. There was a bit of laughter and several women were in here. Sybil noted that two were measuring out a very sheer white fabric. There were already piles of black. A few others were pulling the fabric to them and making what looked like pants at the moment.

According to tradition, it was imperative that the moon graced the night sky before the nuptials could commence. Yvonne, adorned in a resplendent white gown, emerged that evening, having been meticulously bathed with rose water. Sweet-smelling oil was applied to her skin, and a skilled hand performed a stunning makeover. Yvonne radiated beauty, eliciting adoration and praise from all who beheld her. As midnight drew nearer, anticipation filled the packs, eager for their strength to return after the wedding ceremony. However, midnight passed without a glimpse of the moon, and not a single member of the pack transformed into their wolf forms.

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,