Night Road Book Review Novels & Stories

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

He found that people who walked the streets everyday found it particularly strange that he would be searching in the hundreds of coffee houses all over the city for no apparent reason. Mario himself was beginning to doubt if Mindy Forelli even worked in the city anymore; his mother was getting old and all, it seemed likely that she wasn't in the area anymore. As he boarded another taxi and continued to think about his best friend and his partner, every second that he waited would cost him more and more time. For all he knew, to him, his friends were dead. How little he knew. * I had woken up late at night, I recall. Just after the blazing fire automobile incident, I could clearly remember wa

“Yeah, but then he won’t bother me anymore.” “I’m sorry. I wish you could move in with me. I know your mom is always working.” “That would be cool, but my mom needs me.” Seeing something move in the shadows, I feel like I did last night and get a little worried. Thank you for taking the time to read the first part of Don't Open Your Eyes. Please leave your comments and vote for me. Feel free to follow me on I*******m and f******k under M.D. LaBelle

"My grandmother told me from childhood that there is a terrible evil lurking in the dark, so I should beware of the darkness... So I have always been afraid of the dark. I always came home before dusk and asked my mother not to turn off the light in my room. Then she would light a candle for me and put it on the bedside table next to my bed to save electricity. I stared at that flame and felt safe, as if some invisible force hidden within that flame was watching over me, protecting from all evil. However, the darkness caught me then in my dreams, it lurked, hiding in its depths overgrown creatures with huge teeth, long claws and wild eyesight. Chased by these terrible creations of my childho

Lots of other rustling sounds could be heard from other parts of the forest, after all, the other night animals were also going out in search of food. I took a deep breath, drawing the crisp night air into my lungs. The night magic of nature around was not much weaker than during the day, therefore I also absorbed it with every cell in my body. I felt lighter immediately, as if all the problems that had been tormenting me a few minutes ago suddenly disappeared. I was not afraid of the dark or anything that could be lurking in it, after all, I was a sorceress, able to defend myself in case of need. Besides, I could not feel any dark energy anywhere, so I was able to freely enjoy the fresh air

The airport road shimmered under the wash of yellow streetlights. Derek’s car rolled to a slow stop near the departure entrance, the engine humming softly as travelers hurried past with rolling suitcases and tired eyes. The air carried the restless rhythm of an airport at night—announcements drifting from the speakers, luggage wheels rattling across concrete, distant engines roaring into the sky. Inside the car, no one moved immediately. Nathan slept against Elizabeth’s shoulder in the backseat, his small head tilted to one side. Noah leaned against Mia, his fingers curled loosely around the sleeve of her coat.

Clara It’s deep into the night when I jolt awake, my chest rising and falling with sharp, rapid breaths. Sweat clings to my skin, my heart hammering like a drumbeat in the dark. The nightmare fades in fragments, flashes of shadows, a voice I couldn't quite place, the overwhelming feeling of being chased. I sit up slowly, the bedsheet twisted around my legs, and take a moment to ground myself The soft glow of the moon filters through the curtains, casting long, pale shapes across the room.

The maid’s hands twisted together, pale knuckles straining. “Dark Night isn’t for women like you. It isn’t even for most men. It’s blood and oaths and… punishment. The mafia's court. If Master Nathan finds out I even let you speak of it, I’ll be dead before dawn.” Leah’s heart kicked hard in her chest. Punishment. Blood. The words sent a chill racing down her spine, but also lit a dangerous spark of determination. “I won’t tell him it was you,” Leah promised, leaning closer. “Just show me where it happens. I need to see with my own eyes.”

I screamed, and he gave it to me, fucking me until my body was nothing but sensation and sound. We didn’t stop. Not after once, not after twice. The night blurred into heat and sweat and endless moans, condoms piling on the bedside like trophies, and the bed creaking like crazy. When sleep finally claimed me, I thought: this is the best night of my life. I didn’t care that he was a stranger. Maybe it was better this way..no names, no shame, just pure release. …But the morning was cruel.

“Aren’t you going to sleep yet?” Calvin leaned against the pillow, patting the edge of the bed. “Sit down first. Stay with me and read for a while.” What the hell was he reading? Did he even have time for that? Adriana looked at the cover. It was an English edition of And Then There Were None. Was he afraid his dreams wouldn’t be scary enough? “Reading such a mind-bending book before bed will disturb your sleep and give you nightmares.” Calvin had casually pulled the book off the shelf, only to find it was a British detective novel. But he didn’t feel like looking for another one, so he simply started reading. “Compared to insomnia, having nightmares is actually a good thing.”