Nights X Sonic Novels & Stories

“But it’s ours.” “Ours,” Adrian said. Hand in mine. 60 BPM. “Day 7. And tomorrow’s 8. And after that’s 9. And after that’s… forever. Of noise.” _Thump._ “Good,” I said. Turned. To him. Scar silver. Not moon. Not war. Nightlight. From hall. Alex’s shark. “I like noise. Now.” “Me too,” Adrian said. Kissing me. Slow. Not 3 AM. Not 3:01 PM. Not court. Just 10:07 PM. Just home.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart. Mommy misspoke." I tousled my daughter's hair, gazing into her green eyes, and let out a deep sigh. Harrison's POV In the dead of night, when the entire city was engulfed in slumber, the most luxurious club in the city, Good Nights, was alive with excitement. At this moment, the men from the most renowned families had gathered under dim lights, holding glasses of alcohol, swaying to the music. The person at the center of attention was none other than Peter Rufus. Tonight was his bachelor party, celebrating his last moments of single life.

December 23rd, 11:49 p.m. Inside the house, the Christmas party is buzzing with fifty people mingling under the twinkling lights, Bing Crosby's smooth voice crooning "White Christmas" in the background, and the air thick with the cozy scents of cinnamon and bourbon. Dad's booming laugh echoes from the living room, where he's belting out off-key carols with his boss, totally oblivious to the tension that's been simmering all night between me and Marcus.

Jaxon nodded once, eyes still forward. He wasn’t drunk—just letting the night unwind. Or pretending. “It’s really him—Jaxon from GOLDEN ECHO. No way,” Pinky (Bruce’s younger brother) exclaimed, barely containing his excitement. “He looks even better up close,” Sab added, eyes wide. Jaxon smirked—not at their fangirling, but at the faint scent that hit him. “You two smell like you just finished something messy,” he said flatly, downing the rest of his drink and signaling for another.

The night was heavy with smoke and bass as Raven and Jaxon stepped out of Club Eden. The city was alive around them, horns, laughter, the smear of neon lights, but to Raven it all sounded distant, muffled, like the world was holding its breath. Jaxon’s hand was firm on the small of her back, guiding her through the crowd, his body a wall of quiet authority.

Don’t you just hate it when you’re woken up from a deep sleep but have no idea why? This is exactly how Xzavier felt as he laid on his back with his eyes closed. He was irritated, knowing that this would be one of his last peaceful nights of sleep after bringing home his precious newborn daughter, but something had him on edge, what exactly? He didn't know. Xzavier’s instincts told him to keep his eyes closed, so that is what he did. He strained his ears listening for what had woken him up, but all he heard were the light inhales and exhales of his girlfriend lying next to him. Wait… the sound wasn’t coming from beside him on his bed, it was coming from his upper left. Xzavier was confused,

Feeling a strong pull towards him, I couldn't resist leaning into Ikaris's chest, fully immersing myself in his intoxicating aroma as I savored the last drop of my drink. "Are you feeling alright?" he asked. Out of nowhere, "Lick" by Joi played. "Mmm, dance with me," I replied, wrapping my arms around Ikaris. Shivers went through my body as I sang along to the song, "I'll do that trick you can't resist. Don't make my body wait any longer. All I want to do is lick!" Moaning, I couldn't help but wrap around him tighter and slowly grind against him. "You're playing with fire, little lamb. You sure you want to do that?" he growled.

His groans sounded like they came from a wild animal. For a split second his eyes landed on my hardened nipples and he licked his lips. "Suck on them like a fucking man, Xavier!", I screamed, bouncing even harder till the tip of his cock pushed past my cervix. The mask stayed on, while I moaned filthily, my voice altered from the software. The camera captured every wet sound my soaked pussy made as it swallowed his hard dick while I rode him like a madwoman. Xavier's hands gripped my waist but I slapped them away, pinning them above his head.

As they should. I've never entertained any of them in all my years of visiting nightclubs. I come here only to work, as crazy as it sounds. I love the relaxing ambience of nightclubs. It chills my nerves. Especially when I'm working on something as strenuous as the project I just finished working on. But as I said, I never take part in the fun. The ladies grabbed all my men and exited the room. To go have some privacy. Alone, my head was beginning to buzz. Maybe I should get some drinks. It'll help distract me. I barely got to dial Beatrice's number when the door opened again.

"Let's do that?" "I will be back," I said and quickly left the room. The living quarters were long, considering that the Betas' quarters were different from ours. I had to trek for a while before I saw Beta Nick's room. The walk was lonely. Except from the low growls that rang at times, only the silence of the night pervaded. I raised my head to the sky and my eyes widened at the moon in the sky. It was the full moon night. A night Alphas would lose their minds. A night when they would only act with their primal instinct.