Movie White Nights Novels & Stories

The pale moonlight was streaming through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long, silver shadows across the floorboards. Sitting entirely alone in the dark on the center of the leather sectional couch was Mike. He was shirtless, wearing nothing but a pair of loose gym shorts, his massive, muscled chest gleaming in the moonlight. He was staring blankly at the dark television screen, a heavy expression of troubled thought weighing down his broad shoulders.

"Do you see." The Diner is still the same building. Square, flat, long glass windows. But now it glows with the same pale light as the moon. In fact the moon, the giant cold wolf moon, by some trick of the eye, seems to hover directly above it. The glass windows ripple like water.

If he hogged it, I wouldn’t know. The movie tonight wasn’t a scary one. It was some romance movie that Nadia picked out. According to the synopsis, it was light-heated, wouldn’t cause any pain or tension which I’d appreciate after a long, unfortunate day. I started pouring the whiskey into the red plastic cups and heard a gasp that was unmistakably from Shane. “Easy. It’s just spicy juice.” “You drink alcohol on movie night?” He asked, his tone incredulous. “Oh, you sweet thing!” Agnes said while Nadia ruffled his hair like he was a little puppy dog. He went red again.

and said that it was also specially designed to accommodate medical scenes if I had any particular medical fetish. He then showed me to the movie room, which was set up like an indoor movie theatre with stadium seating and leather seating. He pointed to a voting board where I could add a movie suggestion or vote on one that had been suggested. He grinned as he casually said that p**n night started after 10 pm on Friday and Saturday. He nudged me playfully as he explained that the seats were designed to be easily cleaned.

“Let’s watch the movie, OK?” “You choose.” She looked at him. “No, it’s your turn.” “Forget it,” Mitch said. “I forfeit my turn tonight.” Those beautiful blue eyes searched his hard green ones, and she knew exactly what he was doing. She smiled. “OK, but I can make you really sorry.” He groaned. “A chick-flick? Anything but ‘The Lucky One’. Please, I beg of you.” “Let’s compromise,” she said. “How about an action movie? Maybe ‘The Expendables’, part whatever-it-is-now?”

~Maya~ Walking down the street, I delved deep in my thoughts. I had just booked a flight to California, luckily there was one more seat available. I wanted to forget everything, I was tired of the hurt I had to endure. Deep down, I hoped it was unreal. I hoped I’d wake up from this nightmare, but reality had other plans for me. Reminiscing on past events, I couldn’t help but wonder, what pictures Andrew talked about earlier. What really happened last night. I was sure as hell I was with Katherine until she left to use the bathroom.

“As much as I would love to talk to you forever, it’s getting late, and I need to attend a fucking reception while you, on the other hand, need to get home. The streets can be very dangerous.” He was right. Places were pitch black, and the park was completely empty as the moonlight shone brightly on the beautiful lake. “You’re right, I should be on my way.” I replied as he helped me get down from the swing, clutching my hands tightly so I wouldn’t lose balance. I stared at his dark brown eyes that synced perfectly with the moonlight. “Thank you for tonight,” I said. “No, Jess, thank you for tonight. You’ve eased my mind so much, so thank you.” He bowed slightly, raising his eyes and locking

She was more involved in her group and I had been enjoying Elena’s company. It was a frigid night, an icy breeze blew soundlessly. The snowflakes descended upon the landscape forming a blanket on the ground. I was peering outside the frosty window. Nothing but the white blankets concealing the grass and an almost ten feet long post stood with its feet under that thick white covering with a glimmering golden globe over its head. A man was strolling in circles, layered with clothes, under the pitch-black starred sky. It was probably Mr. Melling, he was the gatekeeper of our home and one of the most delightful members of the staff.

As I toweled mt hair dry, a thought surfaced naturally, like it had been waiting for space. Mirabella. I reached for my phone, fingers moving without hesitation now. Mirabella had always been the one who understood when silence needed noise, when frustration needed movement. I typed quickly, honestly, it was a tough day. “Are you free tonight? I need music, lights, and zero thinking. I hovered for half a second, then added, Club? My treat.” “The reply came faster than I expected. Say less. Give me 30 minutes. We’re going out.” A small smile curved at the corner of my mouth, the first real one all day. I felt it settle something inside me.

Olivia said with a smile that stunned Zayden. The woman's expression was clearly different from the confused and frightened expression she had when she saw Zayden last night. And for some reason, last night's expression scared Zayden the most. "So what is this movie about?" asked Zayden. Olivia explains it in detail there. "Tsk, so corny," Zayden said, making Olivia sneer. "The important thing is that it's very exciting," he said, watching again. They were enjoying their time together until Olivia looked out of their house's window.