Ome Night Stand Novels & Stories

He reached into the nightstand, fingers curling around something metallic that caught the light like a blade catching fire. “You’ll find out in the morning.” The object gleamed sharp, silver, and cruel. Noa’s stomach dropped.

I brushed my fingers over the edge of his dark mahogany dresser, glanced at the neat, orderly stack of economic journals on his nightstand, and took in the massive king-sized bed with its crisp, charcoal linens. I turned around, intending to head back before my luck ran out, but that was when my eyes caught on something I hadn't noticed in the dim, shadowy lighting of the previous night. In a secluded, recessed corner of the room—partially shielded by a large, decorative architectural pillar—there was a heavy, vertical matte-black steel bar bolted securely into the wall. It looked out of place against the elegant, minimalist drywall, like a structural element meant for intense physical train

I put it on the nightstand, next to the letter and the honeysuckle. Evidence and tenderness in the same small space. In the morning, I decide. But not tonight. Tonight I just survive.

Mia kept staring blankly at the moon, maybe because it was nighttime she relaxed. Peter went out with her body still wet and found her sitting on the bed looking out. He went over and sat next to her: "Do you like the moon?" Mia nodded slightly, Peter smiled: "Coincidentally, I like it too." The two were silent, looking at the moon together. Mia suddenly spoke up: "At night, you're topless, you and I are sitting on your bed, is this appropriate?" Peter smiled lightly, he mentioned something unrelated: "Mia, do you feel that our relationship is very unclear right now?"

When Ida woke in the middle of the night, she looked around her dimly lighted room and sat upright. Her mind trailed back to what happened yesterday. She had drank herself to stupor that she lost totally consciousness. But she remembered that she was in the living room, how did she find herself in the bedroom?

A wave of my hand got his attention and he came right over, “Yes, Luna? What can I help you with?” “I would like this set, bedframe, chest and two nightstands. I will find mattresses later. Do you have desks and shelves in ashen colors as well?” “We do, not that exact shade, but ones that would compliment these ones. Would you like me to show you?” He answered while taking notes on a hand held device, tracking my orders as I rattled them off.

After all, the night with her wasn't too horrible. To be honest, I couldn't stop myself, so I placed a note with my name on it on the night lamp. Nick.

It was a beige color that matched the large luxurious blanket and pillow covers. Two night stands on both sides of the bed with a lamp on each one. One the furthest wall next to the bed was a large bay window with a wide bench covered in a pillow top padding and surrounded with accent pillows. A small writing desk sat on the wall the door was on and an empty bookshelf, next to it.

His bed was expansive and comfortable as I lay there and stared up at the ceiling. This one wasn't a canopy, though he had a chandelier. It was decorated with deep blue crystals, which added a dash of said color to the room along with white light. I turned my head, studying the nightstand. A lamp sat there with carved shark designs upon it. The general scent of the room reminded me of a pine forest near the ocean. The vibe was as though I was looking out toward waves as the clock struck midnight.

Friend: "Relax, you were both consenting adults. Just enjoy the moment and don't overthink it." Jessica: "I don't even know how to contact him. What if I'm pregnant or something?" Friend: "Don't worry, you can take a pregnancy test in a few weeks. And as for him, it was just a one-night stand. You don't need to contact him if you don't want to." Jessica: "I guess you're right. I just hope I don't regret this later." Chapter 1 (continued): As Jessica was getting ready to leave the hotel room the next morning, the man she had spent the night with sat up in bed and looked at her with a smile.