Sonic X Nights Novels & Stories

To taste her lips is all I can think about. I flip the covers off of my well-rested body and get out of bed. Peering outside the window over my bed, I see it's late morning now. You may think that vampires live only during night, but here in Nitraville, it is only ever darkness. Because I am a hybrid, I can sleep whenever I please, but with consequences. If I were to step outside the dome, I could suffer gravely, but not near as bad as my father or brother.

she said sensually. She was sure he would say no. She knew he didn't like indoor sex. Her lover is a proper gentleman, so she knew he would disagree. In any case, she was only teasing him, so Danica was taken aback when Joshua quickly bit her ear and kissed her earlobe. "If that's what my queen wants, I'd gladly do it in a heartbeat," he said quietly, and the next thing she knew, she was already sitting on the hood of the car, her shirt up, showing her jiggling breasts. And Danica couldn't help but yank Joshua's hair out as he nuzzled one of her breasts while playing with the other with his palm. When Danica felt his tongue tickling her sensitive nipple, she sucked her breath and glanced up.

My fingers loosened against NightSword and it clattered away from me. Eryndor’s eyes were dilated, his canines dripping saliva as he dove for the sword, picking it up with a feral grin. He raised it above my head as I watched in horror. NO!, NightSword screamed in my head, in protest at being wielded by one not bonded to him. My ears popped and my vision was lost again as a powerful sonic blast emerged from the ancient weapon, a beam of energy spiraling outwards and slamming into Eryndor.

Xavier: Not when it's 4:00am the morning after my wedding. Sonia: Have a problem with it? The question should be why are you still awake by this time. Xavier: Can't sleep, Sonia. Sonia: I'm sure you'll sort it out. It's Xavier after all. Wanna hang out later? Sonia’s offered confused Xavier. Sonia never offered to hangout. He always initiated it. Like every other day, Sonia brushed past his worries. Sonia sent another text. Sonia: Stop being such a jerk and text me your address.

Alistair returned and shook his head—they had confirmed that Curtis' guards had all been knocked unconscious, proving Sonny was not bluffing. Taking a deep breath, Xena said firmly, "Settle your grudges with me, Sonny. You're one of the Thirteen Aces—if you want revenge, come after me, not my grandfather!" Sonny's voice came through as the camera moved away from his face. "Patience! I said we're playing a game. Play it well, and he might just survive, right?" Alistair received a message through his earpiece and passed it to Xena. "Lady Summers, they're using equipment that's preventing us from tracking the phone."

December 23rd, 11:49 p.m. Inside the house, the Christmas party is buzzing with fifty people mingling under the twinkling lights, Bing Crosby's smooth voice crooning "White Christmas" in the background, and the air thick with the cozy scents of cinnamon and bourbon. Dad's booming laugh echoes from the living room, where he's belting out off-key carols with his boss, totally oblivious to the tension that's been simmering all night between me and Marcus.

​"Leo..." ​The surrounding noise of the night seemed to fade into absolute silence. The muffled, heavy thud of the club music behind the metal doors, the groans of the four men bleeding out on the wet pavement, the quiet drip of rain falling off the brick walls—it all died away. The entire world shrank down to just the two of them standing under the flickering yellow streetlight. ​They simply stared at each other for a full, agonizing minute. Neither of them moved. Neither of them dared to breathe.

“Didn’t your parents lecture you never to wander alone into the dark human?” Looking around as if noticing for the first time that it was dark, she tried to say something but I held her eyes and impelled her. "You will forget everything that happened this night and you will run home like a good little girl” She nodded her head in understanding and I picked up a sniff of rone. Turning, I returned to my previous location and as predicted, I met it unoccupied with little trails of blood. 2005 I should be afraid of darkness but am not. I find solace in it, and it’s like my safe coven.

A NIGHT WITH MR XANDER 💞 (Becoming his addiction)💞 Chapter 40 Written by Nk Evelyn Weeks passed after the appearance of Arturo but just like Xander, he too was busy at least that was what Evelyn thought since she almost never see them at home and a few times when she laid eyes on Arturo, he always gives her a weird vibe. The beeping sound of the alarm on her phone put her sleep to a stop as her eyes fluttered open meeting the white ceiling and with a stretched hand, she reached for her phone seating in an erect posture.

Maybe I was the only one who saw it-the bloody apron, the butchering knife, the stained sleeves and all. It's really scary to have such thoughts in my mind and it scares me most that I couldn't find out more of what's happening down there and why there's an underground building under this club. Could it be what I'm thinking? Could it be that this same Wet Nights Club is involved in some goddamn shady business that we don't know about? I finally shook my head sharply to bring myself back to reality. Lexi looked at both of us, quiet for a second. "Please... don't tell anyone what happened tonight. Please." She pleaded calmly.