Nights X Sonic Novels & Stories

Chapter "Let me sleep with you" Josh said seeing that was the only option he had at the moment. And Evelyn who continued to wriggle, her sexual urge reaching it's peak but at that moment, the ring tone of a phone was heard and Josh going to it's direction saw the caller ID, it was Xander calling. This made him frown, he hated the name Xander. "Xander... I want Xander" Evelyn had muttered pouring water all over her body at this point, she was like a deranged wild horny animal.

I'm quiet because I actually feel guilty about all of this, I feel like I would have been able to do something. “No, that's not it, mom. I'm not scared of the news, and I will not get any nightmares,” I say and mom smiles. “Goodnight honey!” mom says and I wave, “Goodnight mom,” I say. She flips my light switch off and darkness floods the entire room. I turn off my phone and now I'm in absolute darkness, the kind of darkness where I can't even tell whether I'm lying or standing. After a few seconds of counting sheep, I fade. into my subconscious, gradually.

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.

Wind in my hair, Deftones in my ears, gold sparks trailing faintly from my wheels on the pavement. The sunrise is coming. But right now, these small sparks feel pretty damn good. **Interlude – Late Night Messages** **August 2031 – Wednesday night, 10:47 p.m.** My phone buzzes on the nightstand, screen lighting up the dark room with a soft blue glow. Deftones is still playing low through my headphones, but I pull one out when I see the notification. **F******k Messenger** **Mia Wolfsong** New message

“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.

Does this has anything to do with that look he gave Brent when they walked in? "Bane?" "Renee." He sighed. "Bane is.. He's rejecting her as his mate." I sat in the back seat, staring up at the ceiling of the car. I needed this. A girls night out where there was no more worry nor thought. A night where I can forget all of the pain. A night where reality of my suck ass life would disappear or be erased as if it doesn't exist. Only for a moment though. "Where are we going?" I questioned Renee. "A small lounge called Spirits."

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.