Night Shift Secrets Novels & Stories

he soothes, pulling me to his chest. Soon my cries subside, and he gets me the ice cream. "Thank you" "Anything else?" "Would you stay up with me while I eat?" He sighs before answering, "Of course" Charles Frost POV "Bro, you have been rubbing your eyes since the meeting we had at 9am. What's up?" Benjamin asks, scanning through our new contract. "Elizabeth kept me awake all night" He smirks, wiggling his eyebrows before saying, "Getting your freaky and your kinky on I see?"

I'm plagued by nightmares of Trevor every single night, each one of them more terrifying than the last. I squeeze my eyes shut and feel for the hem of my top. My fingers find the soft material and I clutch it tightly, pulling the fabric up to reveal the top half of my body. I feel cold air hit my bare skin and that's when I know there is no going back. My secret and I are exposed.

Every noise made my heart jump because I kept thinking it might be Zane coming back with news, or Maddie returning and telling me that everything would be all right. Night fell and my phone stayed dark. I went to bed with my clothes on and curled up like a child who had been punished, waiting for something I could not name. I told myself that honesty had been the right choice, even if it had been clumsy and late, because secrets never end well. I also told myself that some things were out of my hands now and all I could do was hope, be ready to apologise properly, and accept whatever consequences came. Before sleep finally took me I whispered to the dark that I would do anything to make this

I snarled as I turned on my heels and stormed out of his office. Later that night, I decided to sneak out. My anxiety about my kids and Clara was killing me. I couldn't stand another moment in this gilded cage, knowing they were so close, yet so out of reach. Slipping past his guards was easy and also hard. What even made things easier was Lorenzo and Ice's absence. As I walked down the corridors, my heart began to pound a frantic rhythm against my ribs. Luckily, I had stole the keys to an extra gate outside, one that was rarely used and therefore, blessedly, unguarded.

This belonged only to a shifter being. Part of her had hoped Sinsa wouldn't find anything, but now that they had, she needed to know the truth. As the world of disbelief slipped through Sinsa's lips, she muttered, "'I—I think the Nightclaw pack may have something to do with this".' Sinsa walked towards the book she held, her words trailing behind her. “I found an old file, a scroll that I wasn’t allowed to access, containing hidden secrets of the Nightclaw catacombs. This book contains all the records they have of shifters leaving and visiting the new world,” she whispers as she sits by Myra.

"Sin, my sister. I'm Kanner, remember? I can do whatever I want and you don't have a say in that. Now, where were we? Right!" She exclaimed and clapped her hands twice that making Naiah look at her with the same confused eyes. "We need you to cooperate, Naiah. Once we go out from this hell room, we can finally avenge THEIR deaths...," ______ As the night goes deep, mysteries, secrets were slowly unfolding from their cage. Turn the page now as we will now face the beginning of an end. **** [Note:]

All four of them snap their heads toward the walls. Callum’s voice drops into command. “It’s starting.” My stomach drops. “What’s starting?” Jaxon meets my gaze with something like awe and fear tangled together. “Your shift.” I swallow thickly. “But it’s—what time is it?” Seth glances at his watch. “Six-fifteen.” Six-fifteen. The shift isn’t until midnight. Rory’s voice softens. “It’s building early.” My heart pounds. “Is that normal?”

“What is it?” “It can wait until the morning, baby. Come on let’s get some sleep. I’m beat.” I take her by the hand and lead her to the bed. “And no sex for you again. We need to conserve our energy if we aim to shift tomorrow evening.” I knew the day would come that I have to divulge to her my secret. Looks like tomorrow will come too soon.

The next day, Xia woke up early. last night, she was too excited about her second chance in life. She tossed and turned, but was unable to sleep. Afterward, she pulled out a secret photo album she had hidden and looked at the pictures for a very long time. She unknowingly fell asleep while looking at the pictures and reminiscing. Even though she did not get a good night’s sleep. It never affected her working mood. Her body was fully energized; it seemed like she was a fully charged car.

|Athena's POV| Life has always treated me like a fucking rag doll, throwing me here and there. However, my whole fucked up life changed when Alessio Romano came knocking at my door on a Thursday night. He was so blunt with the news he had to give me and I kind of appreciated him for it. Anyway, that's a story for another day. For now, let me focus on my target who was about to enter a club named 'The Howl of the girl' which was a funny and a stupid name at the same time.