Night Passage Novel Novels & Stories

"No..." I was awakened by soft whimpers coming from somewhere nearby. Slowly, I opened my eyes and was greeted by the darkness of the room, lit only by a small lampshade. I wasn’t used to sleeping in such darkness. I got up, slipped on my slippers, and stepped out of the room, curious about where the whimpering was coming from—it sounded like someone was in distress. I was about to go downstairs when I noticed Ravi’s door wasn’t fully closed. I walked toward it slowly, intending to shut it, when I heard something from inside.

Fortunately, my sudden movement didn't alarm the gorgeous man, and as a result, I had the pleasure of marveling at his stunning looks. He seemed so serene in his slumber; I remembered his intimidating demeanor at the pub the night before. My eyes widened as I noticed his lower body was only covered by a thin blanket that didn't conceal his size, so I diverted my gaze in fear of being tempted to peek beyond the blanket. I struggled to remember what had happened the night before and what had brought me to this room with this magnificent specimen. "Think, Yesha, think," I told myself. My headache was getting worse and worse as I struggled to recall what had happened.

Nida didn't like to sleep with anyone, even though they fit on the mattress on top of the mat on the floor. The only light in the room came from the moon, which shone through the open window. She sighed again when the familiar sadness gripped her chest. She felt hollow, as if she wanted to embrace someone or something, but she didn't know who or what. She closed her eyes and tried to force herself to sleep. Maybe it was because of the fatigue from doing laundry earlier that she was able to fall asleep quickly. Lyzza didn't know what she was doing in that house. It was unfamiliar to her. However, there was a part of her that knew the place; it seemed familiar to her. Particularly, the big pic

BOOK TWO: We have arrived at the end of book One, and I'm very happy with the encouragements this book had. Thank you all very much. So book two which will be titled – A Night With The Billionaire 2 – will be released next month. I'll be done with the preparations, and all and we will start right off where we stopped. I might be dropping an update of book two here once it's ready. 𝑴𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕.

Only a small reading light, that illuminated the spot above Nadia’s book as she sat in bed reading, broke the darkness of the bedroom. Nadia was focused on the novel in her left hand and the warm tea in the other. She’d been unable to sleep even after several drinks at the bar. Jake had been holed up in his own penthouse all day reading about demons and how to avoid them and the infamous story of the devil at the crossroad. Nadia wasn’t offended by his absence but the distraction would be nice, she thought.

He noticed the man's expression was astonished and said, “Do you know what the Starlight organization is? That girl is the only girl in the Starlight organization.” When he heard Zack's words, the man was shaken and couldn't do anything else. All that man could do was give up and rot in prison. On the other hand, the liberated Lux ​​was. She turned her head behind her and saw the little girl shivering from the cold from the ice. Then, Lux removed her black jacket from her body and she walked over to the little girl. Lux put a jacket on the little girl and she smiled gently, “Sorry for making you cold, little girl.” Lux stroked the little girl's head gently.

CHLOE’S POV Night settled differently this time. Not like a blanket, not like softness. More like a reminder that everything we’d discussed earlier, everything we were afraid of, everything we were planning… wasn’t going away. The lights in the penthouse dimmed to a soft glow. The city outside was quieter too, the noise dropping into a low, distant hum. Nina was the first to notice the time. “It’s almost midnight,” she murmured, rubbing her eyes.

Just as it dared you to understand him, it revealed the commoner’s ultimate betrayal, transforming her into the story's true villainess. Mars was lost. The world outside the library’s single window dimmed from afternoon gold to deep twilight, then to the velvety black of true night. He only snapped out of it when he turned the final page, his body protesting with a chorus of aches. He blinked, his eyes stinging and watery, and groaned as he stood, his legs prickling with the agony of restored circulation. His phone screen glowed in the dark: past midnight. He had read for over ten hours, devouring a thousand pages without a single break. He stared at the strange novel with a mixture of awe a

She tilted her head, looking at Liana with a relaxed, casual curiosity in her dark eyes. ​"So..." Nina started, a subtle smirk playing on her lips. " what really happened last night? Who did you spend the night with?" ​Liana was mid-bite, and the question made her choke instantly. She coughed into her napkin, her eyes watering as she scrambled to grab her glass of water and take a quick gulp. ​"omg Nina! Its not what you think!" Liana stammered, setting the glass back down. "Oh yeah?" Nina smirtked smugly "then tell me where you went last night".

Night. Only now has the novice gotten a little used to the fact that in the Citadel at nightfall it is not necessary to close the shutters... This is not in your native village, where there are iron bolts on the doors and windows. The night is terrible. The night breaks. The night brings despair. The young healer closed her eyes and quietly, as if afraid to break the majestic silence of the ancient fortress, sang a song that she often sang with other girls when they sat down to comb the tow or spin: