Night A Novel Novels & Stories

Even with her eyes closed, she could sense the darkness around her, the shadowy figures her mind conjured lurking just out of sight, waiting to close in on her. A cold sweat broke out across her skin, though she could feel the chilly air pressing in from all sides. Her pulse quickened, and her fingers searched frantically for the familiar bedside lamp she always kept on. Naomi, her roommate, usually tolerated Eira’s need for the soft glow of the lamp throughout the night, though she herself preferred total darkness. But now, no switch met her desperate fingers. There was no light to chase away the shadows that crept closer with every breath.

His muscles flexed under his tight shirt and his jaw tightened. "Do you really believe that the only reason I keep you here is because of your parents? I am Damion Night I don't do anything for anyone unless it benefits me and my family. Think about that the next time you want to kill one of my guards and try and run away." With that he turned his back on me and stalked out of the basement.

“Broken night?” Janice questioned. She had been led in as usual, and sat, still cuffed, across the table from Byron. “Hmm?” Byron looked at her, appearing confused. “That's what my mom used to call it when nightmares or something kept waking you up— a broken night.” “Oh,” now he began to understand. “Yeah, it looks like you had one.” “You could say that for sure.” “That's okay, I did too. I was dreaming about Lacey all night, Lacey and that damn snake.”

I planned to replace all her panties with briefs, and aside from that, I was planning to take a picture of her while sleeping, thinking that maybe she would have an embarrassing sleeping habit, maybe she drools in her sleep or something, anything embarrassing that would make my revenge satisfying. It was just five in the morning when I decided to go to Yesha's room, so it was no wonder that there were few people outside their rooms. "This is it," I told myself when I was finally in front of Yesha's room. I tapped the key card I got from the receptionist and couldn't stop myself from cursing because of the sound it created, but whoever was inside probably was deep in her slumber and didn't no

~Maya’s POV~ The alarm went off with such a resounding chime at one in the morning, shattering the tranquility of the night and penetrating my auditory canals with its piercing tones. After a few minutes, I was able to open my eyes and turn off the alarm. I took a quick glance around the room before donning my slippers, putting on my bathrobe, and covering myself with it. It had just the right amount of warmth. I got up and started walking towards the door. My eyes immediately widened as soon as I opened the door. My spouse was asleep outside my room, so the allegations were real after all. After everyone had gone to sleep, Zion would come and sleep outside my door. He would wait until every

She's so adorable. Nora never wore a nightgown; she wore a plain t-shirt and shorts. I can't sleep after twenty minutes, my gaze fixed on Nora's back and amber hair. My ears picked up the sound of her heart beating like a drum and her irregular breathing, so I knew she wasn't sleeping. I can't sleep either. This is my first time sleeping with a woman. This is my first time sleeping with a woman. My mind is filled with packs the whole time. I became Alpha after we agreed to live on this island, and my parents died during the war.

Gavin and I had been married for almost a year, but he always treated me rudely. I looked at the door, still closed as before. Maybe tonight Gavin would come home late as usual. The water on my face turned sad at the thought of the fact that tonight would pass in vain. Okay, I'm okay. Everything will be fine. Even tonight will probably be the same as the previous night; you don't have to be sad. I tried to strengthen myself. Fifteen minutes passed; I turned off the light and decided to sleep on the bed after the room lights were turned off. The 7X9 room was completely dark, apart from a little light source from the window vent.

Night was always the time when everything happened. From dark supernatural forces roaming the world, to vampires lurking in every corner of the streets and most importantly, those who found pleasure in the nightlifes. Those whose only solace were clubs, bars, and joint houses. And let's not forget, notorious gang members were said to enjoy prying on the weak at night out in the streets. In one word, the night harbored everything bad and evil; which was the gang members, vampires and demons. Only two out of those didn't exist in this world we live in except for the gang members of course. Let's face it, this was reality anyways.

What happened last night? What was supposed to be a slow attempt to stand up turned into a mad scramble out of bed, which also caused the guy next to me to stir. I couldn’t see his face because his pillow was covering it. I grabbed my clothes and started putting them on, still blaming myself for ending up in this room, in this bed, next to a guy I didn’t know. I moved carefully, afraid of waking him. I had no idea what he might do if he woke up. Was I that drunk to not remember anything?

I was already certain—this was one test my Raven was going to pass. I couldn’t wait to have her in my arms. I’d already started planning it out. Victor stood and left a few minutes later, his confidence renewed. -------- That evening, I arrived at my home. A sleek, modern space with polished concrete floors, steel fixtures, and massive glass windows overlooking the city. Usually, the place gave me peace. Tonight, it didn’t. The tension of the day clung to my shoulders, even as I unbuttoned my suit jacket. I made my way to the bedroom, intending to pour a drink, take a hot shower, and go over the data Raven had extracted.