Night Swim Book Novels & Stories

That was the only lead he had and now it was gone. It was going to be more difficult than he thought, twenty four hours was almost gone and still, he had no lead yet. After so much thinking, an idea popped up in his head. It was a crazy one but he was willing to try it. He headed out back and went to a bookstore, he bought an Albanian dictionary and headed back to the hotel. All he had to do was wait, wait till nightfall. ********** After hours, it was night again. Axel waited till it was almost midnight before heading out. He got into the car Max provided for him and drove into the streets.

"I think I will go for the romance novel for now." After breakfast, Jessica tugged into her room. This is my first time in her room. I glanced at the bed; the pillows were propped up against the headboard. A book was face down in the middle of the bed. I grinned and pointed to it "What’s the name of the novel you’re reading?” I asked. "Nightfalls, it’s a mystery novel." "Ohh, I thought you said you only have romance, streamy, and horror." "That novel ain’t mine, I spotted it in the library and decided to spend the night reading it." She admitted

Aurora’s POV The Ways of Deception. That was the name of the book lying open on my lap. The dim glow of the bedside lamp cast long shadows across my room and the words blurred into a meaningless haze. I sat propped against the headboard, my blonde hair loose and tangled and my silk nightgown clinging to my skin as the penthouse’s silence pressed against me. The book was supposed to distract me, but every sentence seemed to twist the knife deeper. Dammit, everything’s going wrong.

In the library, they saw Sonja sitting on a Desk with Samantha on the opposite of her who was gloomy looking down. "Hello Sonj, what's up with her?" "Morning Phil, she's just a little shy." "Did you scold her again, anyway look at this book that I found, it's really weird and interesting." Phil took the old book out of his bag and placed it on the table so that everyone can see it, Samantha was even curious and took a glance at the book. "It talks about dreams and how to navigate it apparently." Sonja and the others watched the old book curiously, the cover depicts a compass with a crescent moon covering one side while a greek ship at the bottom carrying the two, the words Liber Somniorum et

“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.”

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.

His photographs of Remon with the lady who was different, as well as a picture of the woman with him in bed when he was asleep, cau " sed my pupils to dilate. When I saw the photo of myself on his bed, my chest began to constrict as I was freed from the grip on his arm that I had taken. I was sound asleep. I picked up a CD that had fallen to my feet and put it on my shelf.

I finish my dinner before diving into the book. The room gets darker after a while and I begin to realise that night has fallen. Sometimes I hear howls erupting from the outside but I’m able to ignore them. Growing up with wolves makes you used to their ways. I’m about halfway with the book when I go take another shower, getting dressed once again in one of Chase’s t-shirts. Then I scamper into bed, taking hold of the books once again. Somewhere through the reading and hearing of howls, I drift off into slumber.

All of these symptoms are consistent with what was recorded in that book. I ran to my room, picked up the book, and looked at its contents. Although I don't know what moonlight and magic refer to, it says that sunlight and morning dew can bring rebirth. Maybe that's the cure. But it's night time and there is no morning dew at all. The only way for Noah to get through the night is with human blood. I found a pen from my room and wrote the phrase from the book on a slip of paper. There was a crashing sound from outside and Noah’s low growl from pain.

"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.