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“I will make Leah my Luna and my chosen mate. She knows how to cover my needs. Unlike you, god, I had never expected my mate would have been a virgin, but it was fun, wasn’t it, Laura. Still not able to find my voice, I say or do nothing. “Oh well, I, Miles Midnight, Alpha of the Midnight Pack, reject you, Laura Perl as my mate and Luna. Accept it anytime you want or when the pain of me fucking your sister gets too much. I don’t care.” He says, looking at me with cold eyes letting go of me with his hand and his command. -

I called Midnight's phone and after 10 secs he picked up. **Call** Me: Hey Night I have arrived at your house. I'm outside the door but still inside my car. Help me bring the stuff inside. Midnight: All right, I'll be down there soon. Wait for me Me: Okay hurry up, I'm dying to sleep T^T Midnight: Okay okay got it. After that, he hung up and I waited for him. After 30 secs the door finally opened and I was greeted by Midnight who was obviously still sleepy. He went towards and I opened the trunk of my car for him to get the bags.

I opened my eyes, the silver glow of my laptop illuminating the dark den. A notification pinged—a message from Collins. I didn't scan the words immediately; instead, I checked the global pack clock. It was eight in the evening in Mysticfall, which meant the sun was just rising over the Skydrivee ice. I tapped the link. [I am repaying the credits. I don't have the full sum available immediately, so I will settle the debt in installments.]

She got up in a rush from their king-size bed and looked at the time. The time was 1: 00 am. “Today is the 2nd day of July 2019. Game on, Brother. Game on, F-ing Moon goddess!.” “Why are you speaking to yourself, my beautiful vixen?”. Salvatore inquired, yawning and putting his curling midnight hair in place. Velda stood by their large window staring outside at the full moon, she felt the moon mocking her. A single tear fell from her eyes. Salvatore rushed over to her, hugging her from behind. He kissed her red hair, adjusted her luscious hair from the nape of her neck, breathed on it, and gave her light kisses on the neck to the collar bone.

I shook my head, too confused to speak. “Because the last time a lunar eclipse appeared here, something extraordinary happened. A bond formed between two wolves, marked by the moon herself. We call it "Midnight's Mark". It has not appeared in one hundred and twenty-three years. Most think it’s legend, but I saw it when I was young.” My mouth felt dry. “What kind of bond?” “The truest kind, a mate bond chosen by the Moon Goddess herself, marked on the skin at the eclipse’s peak. Those who bear it are destined for each other, their souls matched perfectly. Such bonds appear only when the pack needs them most.”

"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."

But every light inside dimmed sharply for a split second before returning to normal. Several guests glanced upward uneasily. Then the elevator stopped moving. The gaming streamer frowned. “Uh… are we stuck?” Before anyone could answer, the overhead speaker crackled softly. [Midnight check-in begins in ten minutes.] The voice sounded distorted, wrong somehow. A second later, every phone inside the elevator buzzed simultaneously. Winona pulled hers out slowly. A new notification covered the screen. WELCOME TO MIDNIGHT HOTEL. FIRST RULE: DO NOT OPEN YOUR DOOR AFTER 12 A.M. NO MATTER WHO IS KNOCKING. Below the message was one final line. SURVIVE UNTIL MORNING.

Maya’s POV Midnight is rude. It removes logic. It removes fear. It removes clothing in your imagination before you can stop it. And unfortunately, my imagination has a favorite victim. My next door neighbor is tall, unfairly attractive, and has the kind of voice that could convince a nun to sin without even raising his tine My name is Maya Collins. I am nineteen. I am supposed to be focused on saving my family business, finishing university, and behaving like a responsible adult.

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.

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