One Fateful Night Novels & Stories

“I’m not at liberty to discuss that. All you two have to do is point out the four boys from that night. Okay?” I nodded. “Got it.” The first line of guys filed in, and I recognized none of them. I looked down at Rae to see if she had any opinions, but she shook her head, too. None of them looked familiar and I felt my stomach drop. Until another line of guys filtered in. Rae perked up. “The one on the far right.” The officer nodded. “Number?” I licked my lips. “Number One. Definitely. He was the one calling the shots that night. The one driving.”

He attempted to step away from it, but he couldn't because it kept on following him. Then I remembered what I had seen at the garden's entrance before we entered. Debitus constitutus promissio(Debt Establishment, promise.) It was written in block letters and a language I didn't know I could comprehend until now. No one was able to read it, not even Maya. Aiden had vowed, and he wouldn't escape from it until he fulfilled his wish or until he was dead. He clasped the sword, and his eyes bored into mine. “I'm sorry,” He muttered.

Asha raised her head, looking bewildered. It seems I have to do this myself. “I, Lucifer Nightwalker von Nightmare, hereby accept Felix, Asha, Pearl, Forsjá and Fortuna to be my contracted beast— though we are master and servant, but forever we shall live together as a family. Helping each other out in their needs.” I then reach out my hand, where Restia places her hand on top of mine. "“”"“!”“”"” The others immediately understand and touch my hand with their paws, tail, respectively.

The Council Room The chamber felt too small for the storm inside. Thorne, Liora, Mira, Garrick, Seline, Jaren all present, tension thick. Elara sat beside Kai, one hand cradling her belly, chin lifted despite the pallor etching her face. Valeria stood with her ten sisters, air crackling around them like lightning held in check.“The surge last night completed Ronan’s ritual,” Valeria said. “Portal opens here direct to the lodge. He crosses alone. The passage consumes him and Varak both. But he will reach her.”Kai’s voice was cold iron. “When?”“Midnight. The chant ends now.”Thorne swore under his breath. “How many come through?”“One,” Valeria answered. “Ronan alone. He dies as he steps across.

“Yay!” I stood near the grand staircase, my gaze scanning the room filled with faces—some familiar, some unfamiliar. The weight of expectation pressed on me; tonight, I wanted to meet my mate. Suddenly, the murmurs of the crowd shifted. The doors swung open, revealing Zelest Hawthorne, clad in a black leather jacket that complemented his disheveled appearance. Hair as dark as midnight with cold silvery eyes. A shame such a face had to be the subject of mischief. "Nice party," Zelest drawled, a smirk playing on his thin lips. "Shame about the guest list."

How do I take care of this child? What do I do now? Getting rid of it is definitely not an option, I don’t want blood on my hands. How do I even break this news to Angela? That I got pregnant for a one night stand? A man I barely know? The only thing I know about that guy is the fact that he’s rich and his name is Drake and he organizes galas on Tuesdays. Who gets pregnant for a man that hosts galas on Tuesdays? I begin to pace back and forth again until I hear the front door open.

He replied, his message laced with urgency. My pulse quickened as I contemplated the risk. But my desire for Jack won out. "I'll be there," I texted, sealing our secret rendezvous. The anticipation hung in the air, a palpable force that drew us closer, despite the danger. As the night wore on, my anticipation grew. I kept staring at the clock in my bedroom. I couldn't wait for midnight. As I lay in bed, trying to calm my racing thoughts, my phone buzzed again. A text from Jack: "Go to bed."

But looks like the one sponsoring it, was not just a powerful force but possesses excellent tech skills as well. By midnight, the scandal was eventually brought down and Aiden dozed off, on the sofa in his home office. Isabella sobbed all night and by dawn, she dozed off into a weary sleep. When she woke up, it was her mother's voice, calling out her name at the door. She opened her eyes wearily and remembered that she was sad and unhappy the entire night. She held her head with her both hands as she endured the pain of the panting headache.

The heat in my body was getting worse, like I needed to unleash every frustration that had welled in my system. As the elevator took us up, I tried to keep my distance. Maybe it would bring me back to my senses before I finally take this big leap of faith. I got to his room, trying my best to control myself. “So,” he purred while still holding my hand. “Are we going to tell each other our real names?” ”No names.” I said. He nodded. “It’s just one night.” I stared at him, No regrets I’m making this up as I go along, I mean is there anything wrong having one night with a total stranger?

The Final Night On the last evening, all one hundred men gathered on the main deck under a canopy of stars. Lila was placed in the center on a specially built platform. For hours they used her in every combination imaginable. She was passed from man to man, every hole constantly filled. The air was thick with the heavy scent of sex and ocean salt. The wet sounds of her body being relentlessly fucked mixed with the crash of waves against the hull.