Sweet Night Novels & Stories

Reese wasn’t wrong when she thought she heard Zayn’s voice before she drifted into deep sleep. She was awake now, and she could hear his baritone voice inside the living room, clear and loud. Her gaze darted to the window, and she realized that the sky outside was dark—indicating that it was night already. She thought she was just going to take a short nap, but it turned out that she had slept for hours. Wondering what Zayn was still doing in their house after hours, she dragged herself out of the bed and made her way to the living room as she yawned repeatedly.

The silence was comforting like he just found his haven even though he could not understand why. “She was his drug, his first aid” They heard a knock on the door of Sweet’s dressing room and a voice saying “Sweets you’re up next!!” Sweet looked into her eyes and smiled, Selined smiled back as he took her hands and walked out of the dressing room. They walked hand in hand till he was handed the mic and asked to climb on stage. Sweet was about to get on stage but took a step back, Seline was about to ask why when he walked up to her and whisper only to her hearing “my drug”. His words send a shiver down her spine leaving tingles on the skin of her neck.

No more free sweets for you, Aditi. - Maroon 5's Sugar is an unbelievably happy song, but hearing it blaring through the speakers suddenly reminded me of 2014 and made me feel deflated. I annoyed myself. This wasn't supposed to happen. All the popular people of Edelweiss Academy were dancing around at Ever's house, along with their hot friends from out of town, for my birthday, and it wasn't even 6 o' clock yet. I was supposed to be feeling important.

Sweet said to his brother. “Just come here fast, I will send you the location now they’re near dying.” I said and ended the call. We brought them to their room and minutes after Sweet and Bitter arrived and started to treat them, Chaos doesn’t want to let Peace know his state right now that we need to keep silent to not wake her up.

Special Chapter: Sneak Peak into Norma Johnson's Head two posts in a day?? yes, because tomorrow is Lunar Year Celebration and I'm feeling generous ㅋㅋㅋ ＊ Your sugar. Yes, please Won't you come and put it down on me I'm right here, 'cause I need Little love and little sympathy Yeah you show me good loving Make it alright Need a little sweetness in my life — Maroon 5, Sugar Special Chapter pt.1 "Sneak Peek into Norma Johnson's Head"

Then Max mentioned that she hadn't answered any messages. By lunch, I started wondering. By afternoon, I knew something was wrong. I called her. No answer. Again. No answer. I sent her a message. Me: Where are you? Nothing. An hour passed. Then another. Finally, my phone vibrated. A message. But it wasn't from Sienna. It was from the unknown number. Unknown: Looking for your friend? My fingers stopped moving. I read the message. Once. Twice. Then I typed.

I hummed and closed my eyes to my surprise I'm able to sleep peacefully You're the light I see You brighten even the darkest days of me I'd been searching everywhere Before I saw you waiting there When I looked into your eyes I found myself again Sometimes I come undone Wondering if I missed the one Paint the sunset and slip away Lay down beside me Wake up in my arms And live our dreams together When my eyes can't see you Let me know you're with me On these cold and lonely nights You'll always be my light . . . our hearts opening up with eachother slowly

Comment down below. Don't bother about the sickness, it just popped in my brain, it's not real. See you next time!!! Much ❤❤❤and

Frosted sugar cookies sprinkled with death, maybe. “Hi, Bo—Mrs. Nolan. It’s Tierney. How are you this lovely evening?” I put as much warmth and sunshine as I could into my voice with the vain hope that she wouldn’t immediately hang up. “Tierney,” she repeated, all the sweetness gone. “How can I help you?”

Dangling my leg off the window, I sat, quietly basking in the sunrise and serene silence. It's been days since I last had a meeting with sleep. I've grown accustomed to insomnia, my new friend. Leaning my head back at the window panel which supported my head, I closed my eyes. The calm breeze and welcoming atmosphere almost made me want to smile, almost. I curved my lips up in a mocking smirk. I was really mocking my new found peace. Watching the sunrise, always brought my inner peace. The view always reached deep into my soul and spread tingles of peace. Sunrise was the only time I become at peace with myself.