One Day Novel Novels & Stories

*Permiton* *Several Days Ago* We stand on the edge of the shoreline, and the visions attack me, sharp and violent. Each image is simply a possibility, a road that will unfurl depending on what decision we make. River and Brook stand by the water, each trying to conjure a narwhal-pulled ferry, but they’re wasting their energy. It will not come for them; they’ve been exiled. The moment the decree was made, every living organism in this country turned against them.

No answer were forthcoming so I just give up, trying to get back to sleep. When sleep isn't forthcoming and my stomach wouldn't stop growling, I decide to go on a walk to clear my head. Slipping out of bed, I drape a coat around my night gown, heading out to take a solitary walk through the silent halls of the castle. Guided by the moonlight and the dim lighting that was left on to illuminate the corridors, I take my time to admire the scene, feeling my head clear out, peacefulness washing over me.

"What the hell are you reading?" Simon glanced at the front page. It had an erotic graphic. "I started reading one of Adolpha's books earlier. I kind of found it on her bed when I went to her room to look for her but she wasn't there. Anyways, I started reading this incredible book. It is about a girl who had a one night stand with a stranger. Ran away with his money and car the next morning when she woke up and fled the city. Three years later, she came back to that same city just to find out that the man she is going to work with is the man she had a one night stand with three years ago." "Whoa. That is crazy. First of all, the author of this book wrote it at a fast pace."

Asher shook his head as he exited the chat, Jason was his best friend and he was just as crazy as he was when he was five. Another notification pop up drew his attention, it was an email,the one he was expecting. From: theredsunparanormal@unrealmail.com Subject line: Information no one asked for Dear curious reader, We're happy to see you're still well and alive—we hope. Anyways back to the matter at hand, there are seven days in a week but of course you knew that. Paranormal activities are quite a touchy subject.

CHAPTER SEVENTY-SEVEN: DAY OUT NOVA POV Today is the day and I’m finally meeting Grant at our secret spot, and there’s nothing like being overdressed for the occasion when you’re wearing nothing but a full set of lingerie under a thick coat that makes you look like a saintly woman.

How could they not be mine? *Creeekk!* My thoughts were interrupted when the door suddenly creaked open. At first, I thought it was my father. He scolds me five times a day. It’s tiring. But then I see Damon step inside. He looks worn and disheveled, as if he has just escaped from my father’s guards, who are guarding me strictly by the way. “Damn? All those guards? Your Father is serious about locking you away from Miss One-Night-Stand. How are you not stressed?” he talked, shaking off his shoulders like he just finished a marathon.

Hi, I'm the author behind this book "One Night Stand" and I'm happy to complete it finally after so many hardships. This book is close to my heart. And I hope we all overcome the current pandemic suituation together. "One night stand" is my second book which I wrote for four months and planned it for two months. Finally, I did it. Completed my book. I hope you liked my book and enjoyed every chapters. The book revolves around two people who live in Anaheim accidentally meet in a random club and fall in love after so many things.

I knew that night that I would be. That next day, Jennifer suggested we hit up the burger joint. I had enough good sense to say no, despite any forbidden fantasies I maintained of giving Isabella another opportunity to seduce me. In spite of my attempts to keep out of trouble, I found myself wading in it the next day.

Placing the glass back on the table, Diane stirred, noticing she couldn't feel any warm body beside her, She slowly opened her eyes. She had no idea what the time was but she couldn't help with the smile that escaped her lips the moment she sighted him on his feet. "Good morning." She said to him, feeling like the luckiest girl in the world. Connor didn't answer. He walked across the bed where the couch was, took his suit jacket, and came back to the bedside. He sat on the edge of the bed. Not caring that she was naked, She shifted close to him. "What's wrong?"

The first novel I read was by Louisa May Alcott; Little Woman, and then moved on to other feminist novels such as Handmaid's Tale and Pride and Prejudice—the book I'm holding right now. Well, I shouldn't be going around the library looking for a novel I like because what I'm supposed to be doing is taking care of a crazy bastard named Rhysand del Millero, who's on the phone. But I don't want to do that. I'd rather buy time with the books in front of me until the helicopter he's waiting for comes over to the bullshit he started. Damn, I hate this situation. I hate being stuck with a domineering, powerful man who loves to be heard more than to hear, and hates that I can't do anything.