Novel & Cerita Our Share Of Night

Lila whispered, leaning toward me with a knowing smirk. I shot her a glare, opening my laptop. “I’m not glowing.” “Oh, you definitely are.” She nudged my arm playfully. “So? Was he worth it?” I exhaled sharply, refusing to meet her gaze. “It was just one night.” “Uh-huh.” “Seriously, Lila.” I kept my eyes on the screen, pretending to focus. “It’s not like that. We barely talked.” “But you definitely did something other than talking.” She laughed quietly.

We were walking back to my car when, she said something that I didn’t expect. “Let’s go to your place tonight and hang out. I want to see it.” I smiled, as we started to drive, and head towards my house. I was all up for having some company. I feel too much to myself. “Sure, that sounds fun, I got more drinks if we want some.” “Sounds like a plan” “I want to see the mansion too but, we’re not going to do any investigating tonight, we’ve been drinking and I don’t have any of my paranormal devices with me.”

"God, here's another poser!" My roommate, Fiona Sharpe, grinned as she shoved her phone at us. Its screen showed a student chat group where a bold message stood out. It read, "Urgently looking for a female date—must be attractive—to accompany me to a banquet. You'll receive ten grand upfront as payment."

A small sting on my shoulder. I frowned slightly and turned to look. A faint mark. Small. Almost nothing. But I knew exactly what it was. I froze.Then, slowly… a small, soft laugh left my lips before I could stop it. "…so you really did that, huh…" It was from that night. The night I told her to bite me if it hurt. The night everything between us shifted into something I didn't have a name for yet. The night I stopped being able to pretend she was just a friend.

"Together." Outside, Thorne's team prepared to strike. Ronan's gift had lit the fuse. The full moon was tomorrow. And the pack was ready for war.

The night before our big offline meetup, my roommate took one look at my internet boyfriend's photo and declared it was a fake. "Using a stolen photo for an online romance? He's definitely insecure and too ugly to show his real face!" The next day, my boyfriend texted: [Sorry, something came up at the last minute. Can you wait half an hour?] I breathed a sigh of relief because I had just been notified about an exclusive expert lecture on campus. Word was, the speaker was an academic powerhouse, and the university had paid a fortune to secure him. I snagged a seat in the front row. But the moment I looked up at the podium, my stomach dropped. Why did this famous scholar look so much like

[EIRA] The night slipped away peacefully for Eira who was wrapped the whole time in Nate's arms. She felt happy and safe in his embrace. When the first rays of sunshine met her face, she woke with a smile. But it did not last there for long. While her sleep was dreamless the previous night, she still intended to tell about her previous ones to Josh. The circle of thirteen witches. All with disfigured faces but one.

It felt good to know they looked to me for leadership. "Tonight is the full moon night—the night we reconnect with our inner, stronger selves; a night we summon our natural-born instincts; a night to remind us who we truly are! Tonight is the night of The Hunt!!" "Yeah!!!!" they screamed in excitement, their voices echoing in the stillness of the evening.

One person showing up at a time. Until showing up became family. And family became everything. Tomorrow, we'd celebrate that. Tonight, we just held each other in the dark. And counted our blessings instead of sheep.

In the comforting glow of our shared space, with his hand in mine and words that echoed commitment, the room transforms into a haven. With a shared smile, we settle into the rhythm of the night, knowing that as long as we faced whatever came our way together, the journey, no matter how unpredictable, was one worth taking.