Movie White Nights Novels & Stories

The movie night happened on a Friday. Sofia chose the film: some mindless action-comedy from ten years ago. Explosions, bad one-liners, zero romance. She set up the living room herself blankets on the couch, popcorn in three bowls, lights dimmed but not too dark. She didn’t want it to feel intimate. She wanted it to feel safe.

"The rest is in there." I looked. A pile of blankets and pillows was stacked on the couch. A laptop sat on the coffee table, stacks of movies was lined up next to it. Horror movies. The kind we used to watch in middle school when sleepovers meant staying up until three in the morning and screaming at every noise. "A movie night?" I said. "A movie night...with snacks...and cake...and no boys." Bianca glanced at Damien. "Except for him." Damien shrugged. "I am leaving soon."

The young man howled in pain and called out to his wolf for help. "Did anyone see you come in?" asked Black. Wayne widened his eyes and quickly approached the two Alphas. "There's no way anyone noticed me. The Red Moon pack is completely turned upside down. And the calf's name is Panda." Black merely raised an eyebrow in Wayne's direction without trying to say anything. The Mad One sent his fist into Harry's face again and waited to see how long it would take for his nose to stop bleeding. "I called him Panda because he's black and white," Wayne clarified with a straight face.

I don’t usually stay after games. Win or lose, I have a system, I cool down, pack up, leave. No lingering, no getting caught in the noise after everything’s already been decided. The field is clean, predictable. Off the field, things get… messy. But tonight… I linger. Not enough for anyone to call it out. Just enough that I notice things I normally wouldn’t. Like how the parking lot lights flicker once before settling. Like how the air feels heavier than it should for early fall, pressing faintly against my skin like something unseen is leaning too close.

You glanced at Nate. “Yes, I bought four pizzas, should be enough, right?” Nate looks between you all. “More than enough.” You laughed. Nate places the pizzas on the table and sits beside you. You all finally settle on a movie, and you cuddle up to Nate. Suddenly you feel your eyes getting heavy. You wake up a couple of hours later, in Nate's room. Nate's lying next to you. “Sorry, I slept through the movie.” You mutter, your voice sleepy.

Upon finishing from his side, Jonathan moved towards Iris who was trembling like a leaf under the heated gaze of Leonard. "Iris, now you would repeat whatever I would say." She turned her gaze down when Jonathan's eyes matched her. She was not going to let that happen so easily. It shouldn't be like this. "I, Iris Lockwood....... " Jonathan started to speak the phrase that Iris had to repeat before Leonard would mark her under the Blue Moon. This was the one-time opportunity that Leonard would get at that moment. If he would fail to mark her that day, he had to wait for a long to get it. That would be a risk on his part too. In case Iris's previous owner returns and has already left an impre

His nose twitched and tingled, tracking the stench of a vampire feeding. He was cloaked in silence and stealth, slowly padding through the soft grass and freshly fallen leaves. The dense forest was the perfect waiting place for an ambush as his predatory eyes found his prey. The thick greenery with its silvery filter of the bright white light from the full moon helped to camouflage his light sandy colored coat. His yellow gold eyes trained on the vampire as he curled his lips to expose his pearly white canines. His unsuspecting prey let out a hissing shriek of surprise when he finally revealed himself before the undead began gurgling on his own blood while Kaynon locked his jaws around the v

It takes up a vast land overlooking the sea behind the skyrises of condominiums. There are at least three condos in one community. One can find a shopping mall, cafes, restaurants, and a school in Merton Town. Currently, Giselle resides in the Oceanside Condominium. Her favorite cafe is only two blocks away, the White Tales Cafe, owned by her best friend's uncle, Yvonne. That's where she would study after school every afternoon until sunset, and she would go straight home. However, she would still prefer studying alone since doing so with friends makes progress impossible. Yvonne is a blabbermouth, as she always talks about the newest gossip that, sometimes, isn't even published yet. She is

“You could at least listen. You could try to understand.” Screw this. “Let’s not talk about that, okay?” I say, reaching for a lighter note. “The night’s still young. I’m not dying anytime soon. We’re supposed to be having fun. So let’s have fun.” I grab the vodka and two shot glasses from the table. “Turn on the movie. We’ll down a few before the pizza gets here. Chill night, remember?” Lyra sighs and tosses the pillow onto the couch. “Sounds good to me.”

Zack was getting faster and faster going out and entering Amy's womanhood which made her moan even louder. Amy is near the exit. A few hours later, Amy was released at the same time as Zack also released his white juice in the courtyard of Amy's womanhood. Tired, Amy immediately fell asleep while Zack watched Amy sleep soundly. He stood aside and thought 'why am I feeling this' and Zack touched his chest because of his heartbeat. Until Zack's eyes were swallowed by darkness because of the tiredness he and the girl had caused that even then he didn't feel for those who had a one-night stand.