Petunia Midnight Madness Novels & Stories

Fallen Stars with their abundant fire red petals, Midnight Violets whose black petals were a warning not to eat them, they would kill you in seconds, and Luna Magnifica, pure white blooms as bright as the moon itself. It was a tranquil scene and the sounds were so peaceful I found myself dosing off. Soon I was dreaming, a long-forgotten dream from my childhood. A red wolf face near me its eyes locked on mine. I was afraid, but it seemed to be pleading with me. It wanted me to do something...

My heart is pounding. Maeda said in a worried tone. Najaf looked at his watch. It was seven o'clock at night and she should have reached home at four o'clock. "Ok i will come" He said softly and hung up the phone, spread his arms and walked towards Emily who was standing some distance away. "Emily My Baby Please Understand My Situation"

"If a kiss won't work, how do we save him?" "We must use a two-part combination of herbs and your fated bond," my dad said, a sharp, spark of hope lighting up his hardened features as he reached into a leather pouch on his belt, pulling out an old, yellowed piece of parchment detailing rare botanical mixtures. "We must neutralize the effect of the poison first. There is an ancient, legendary antidote known as the Midnight Root. It is effective for curing any poisoning that has to do with loss of memory. It is a rared flower that grows only in the freezing, monster-infested outer valleys of the Crystalvale peaks, completely hidden in the crags where the sun never shines."

Delilah immediately dragged me over and pulled a bottle of antacids from her purse. Frowning, she shoved a pill into my mouth. "I told you not to drink, so instead you drink something ice-cold. You're asking for trouble." I chuckled, but I kept pestering Marcel until he finally gave in. When the fitting room curtain opened, the entire boutique fell silent. Marcel stood on the platform like a perfectly sculpted model. The tux fit him flawlessly. For a moment, he was breathtaking. Delilah froze where she stood, staring at him without blinking.

I replied with a roll of my eyes. Alpha Cadell held a ball in his very fancy, and extremely huge, mansion. He said it was a celebration for his arrival at the new town. I was sure it wasn't only that. "Just keep your manners. We will be in and out before you even know it." Morgana stressed, and nodded her head at some woman with a winged face mask. Did I mention that this is a masquerade? We live in Midwick, Virginia. A very small and very beautiful town, which one would feel was built right in the middle of the woods.

Aurora didn't know that they shared a good bond. "Hey, soon to be a bride or already a bride" Lovina smirked at Aurora. Aurora looked at them awkwardly. "How's the preparation going?" Rafael asked and Lovina handed him the MacBook. Rafael went through everything and nodded. "We don't have time so buck up." He handed it back to her. "Working day and night, my king" Lovina smiled. "Well, we need to be alert too" Mikhail walked in the room and Marona quickly straightened with scared and uncomfortable expressions.

Amy As the sun filtered through the towering trees, the campsite came to life with a sense of quiet anticipation. A gentle mist rose from the nearby lake, creating an ethereal veil that softened the edges of the camp. The aroma of roasted pork through the crisp morning air, mingled with the earthy scent of the forest. Tents, like sentinels of adventure, stood in neat rows, their nylon sides shimmering with dewdrops. Birds, perched on branches above, sang a harmonious chorus, welcoming the new day with cheerful melodies.

The pups giggle with absolute glee as they try and catch them. I don’t see a female with him, only the children. Maybe four of them, I think. The dream seems to go on forever until darkness sets in the sky and the wind turns bitter cold. The sky is ominous and then there are no more smiles. No more laughter. There’s a weird feeling of something circling overhead, shadows in the already dark sky. I gasp and shoot up, panting and sweating. For several moments I forget where I am, and have to realize I’m not at Midnight Moon. I’m not with Mason.

“This look? Straight from a boutique in SoHo. Very ‘underground king,’ right?” “You look like a highlighter that’s lost its mind,” I groan, rubbing my temples. “And what is that smell? Are you wearing cologne or did you bathe in gasoline?” “It’s called ‘Midnight Vengeance.’ Limited release. The ladies love the musk.” “The ladies are going to think you’re a fire hazard,” I retort, clapping him on the shoulder. “Face it, Julian. You’ve been swindled. Again.” Julian scoffs, shrugging me off. “We’ll see. I’ll have a different girl on each arm by midnight. I’m surprised you aren’t already inside. The line is around the block for the opening of the Vesuvius Room tonight.”

As I prepared to close the diary, my hand brushed against the object I had found that morning near the fountain. The Midnight Rose. Its petals were a deep, velvety black that shimmered with an iridescent purple in the dark. It was a rare flower, one that only grew in places saturated with ancient, high-tier magic. I didn't know who had left it or if it was a warning or a gift.