Night Swim Book Novels & Stories

Guilty conscience, indeed. "Of course, I've been sleeping here. If you hadn't woken me, I probably would've slept till the end of my shift," I replied nonchalantly. Veronica chuckled, "Have some water. I won't disturb your sleep any longer." She left a glass of water and departed. Watching her retreating figure, I pulled out the recorder from my pocket and smiled faintly. The next time I worked the night shift, neither Dr. McCartney nor Veronica were present. Strange, where could they have gone?

How she had moaned and whimpered with each of his touches and kisses, and with every thrust of his manhood between her legs. She couldn’t even remember what time they had finished, but he hadn’t stopped until he was fully spent. Carefully and hurriedly, Lilliane got off the bed despite the soreness between her legs, afraid to wake the stranger. She searched for the dress he had stripped off her the night before. She quickly put it on, never taking her eyes off the man, who was still fast asleep. She watched to make sure he didn’t wake up. Once she had her dress on, she realized how scandalous it looked. There was no way she could walk out of the hotel dressed like that!

THE surroundings had grown dim, but they could still make out the path leading back to the hut. They reached it quickly and stepped inside at once. Alas spread the woven pandan mat across the floor, then arranged the pillows and blanket on top of it. Yna sat down on the edge, just beside the mat. “What am I supposed to do now? I can’t sleep without any light,” she complained. She had never been used to anything like this; she had grown up surrounded by comfort, in a grand house with huge, soft beds. Right now, she felt worse off than the poorest people she knew.

The sound of his Italian shoes and her stiletto heels echoed in the air as they kept running under the amber glow shining through few lamps on the cobalt stone streets to alleys hiding behind the broken walls when they felt the gangsters were close. Rania couldn’t believe the sudden twist fate had taken when everything was perfectly falling into its place. The thoughts of worst scenarios rushed in her mind bringing her to a halt. She pulled her hand from his grip trying to calm her mind because all of a sudden, she felt suffocated;

He didn't get nightmares. Damon switch on the reading lamp by his armchair flickered to life with a soft orange glow. He decided a bit of light reading might help him get back off to sleep. So he sat in the armchair, fidgeting slightly so that the cushion sat just right against the small of his back and picked up a forgotten book lying on the side table beside him. He opened the book and flicked through the pages until he reached his previous spot and stared at the blurry lines.

He might never meet her, but now he was confident that she was indeed cool. Niamh and Damian finally fell asleep. Harriet and Liam put them in their cribs and decided to sleep themselves. While looking into the winter sky from their room's skylight, Harriet closed her eyes. A dreamless night welcomed her consciousness. . . . -------------------------- This is the 5th Volume! Yaaaaayyy! Ahhhhh, I'm sooooo psyched! I literally spoke with my friends yesterday and told them about my plan with this book. I'm excited about everything, and this is all because of YOU!

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE: Friday night was consumed with nightmares and at 4am I decided to give up trying to sleep. I leaned over to my nightstand and pulled out a book and a reading light. Might as well take this time to get something useful done rather than scroll away on I*******m again. It had been a bit but I was finally reading to finish the last book in this fantasy romance series I loved. I hadn’t wanted the story to end so I had put off reading the last book. I loved the romance between the two main characters, a bad-guy fae who turned out to be the good guy all along, and a human girl who finds herself thrown into a world of magic. I just loved their relationship, and the whole concept

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

Encounters with people seemed a hurdle. The closing time of the bookstore was 7 pm, yet, he goes home near midnight occasionally due to forgetting the time. Books are fortes that take you off the world you know, off your hurdle to a place of adventure and discoveries of imaginary possessions; pals. Getting home, he unfurled his door and plunged the new book he picked from the bookstore onto his table. 'The Moonlight Slave' by Shadows. After plopping the book, he did his routine. Showering, eating leftovers, and hopping into his mattress with the book in his hand. He comfortably sighed and positioned the book on top of him.

He knew that when the sun dipped below the horizon and night fell, she would head for that water. ​Ethan would not stop in his quest for the book Scarlett held, and Alex would do whatever it took to keep her safe... even if it meant breaking the laws of the pack. ​As night fell, a profound silence blanketed the camp while everyone slept. With careful steps and knowing glances, Scarlett and Leslie slipped out of their tents, heading toward the lake under the starry sky. They didn't realize that, from a distance, a large wolf was following them through the shadows. It was Ethan, who had decided to watch Scarlett from his lupine form, his eyes fixed on his target.