Night Work Novel Novels & Stories

"I can't have anything with this good man." "Why do you look so worried is everything okay with you?" Siaasked after noticing that Selene had really not smiled ever since she entered her room. "I can't let go of what happened that night. I have been restless ever since. I have gone back to that field but he didn't show up." "Excuse me? You went back to what field." Sia asked her. She couldn't understand why Selene kept bringing up the one-night stand. Why was it called a one-night stand again?

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.

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!

A Night with Her Gray I woke up by the sun light coming through my window. I got up out of my bed to do my thing on the bathroom. Few minutes later, I'm done having a bath and got out. I wore my suit and trouser then combed my hair fixed myself and headed out to the kitchen. I take the sandwich as my breakfast today. I arrived at my office opening the room without Katrina to see in her table. I remembered I give her a day leave of absence to give her enough time to pack all her things so she can move in with me tonight. I begun with lots of work piling up for me to be done with. I started reading all the files signing agreement with other companies. Answering phone calls and scrolling to my

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

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.

********** A week later, Maya fell into labor and was rushed to the hospital, she had her babies safely; two girls and a boy, it was a great joy in the Williams household, and a little party was made to welcome them home. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A year later, Maya wrote a book about her and Jayden and everyone involved in it and it was named " A NIGHT WITH A STRANGER". The story was published and sold all over the country and it became the top ten in the world, everyone who came across the story fell in love with it and wished to have an amazing story like her. She became the best story writer and won many awards and she was invited to different occasions. Her dream finally came to pass.

I was friendzoned for a reason. I looked up at the Night sky and sigh. ************ THIRD POV It's about midnight when Naomi came back to her room ,exhausted.... She is tired of the extra work, she went to the investigation team after she left the hall... She entered into dark bedroom and open her tight bun which has started causing a ache in the back of her head. Only moon light is illuminating half of the bed. But she didn't care to switch on the light.She is too engrossed in her thought....

My entire body ached as I tried to figure out where to sleep, the guest room was filled with my things and there wasn’t any place to even move around. It was 1 am, so I didn’t want to go clean a new guest room, I didn’t have any energy. I stood there staring at the bed as all the events of today flashed in my head. Read my other books that are available on GoodNovel !. Mary Redferne (will be completed next month) 2. Danika Williams 3. Emily Warner 4. The Mafia and the HR 5. The Mafia and his Stalker I want to express my heartfelt gratitude for all your unwavering support throughout this journey. Your encouragement means the world to me!

Bonus Chapter One: The First Night POV: Split — Elias & Noah Noah He told himself it was just another late night at the office. The spreadsheets glowed on his laptop, endless numbers blurring together until they felt like static. Outside, the city pulsed against the glass walls—headlights streaming like veins of light, skyscrapers lit up like sentinels, the hum of ambition never sleeping. Inside, though, the silence was heavy. Too heavy. Noah’s fingers hovered over the keyboard, but his pulse was racing for a different reason. Because Elias was still here.