Sweet Night Novels & Stories

like sweet musicb to my ear. The joy of waking up when you're finally turning 18 and ready to find and get connected to your mate , ready for the goddess to choose a mate for you, I just couldn't wait,that sweet feeling,the joy that comes with it . I just hope she doesn't make him reject me again like she always does .

“Answer it, Jess. Talk to your husband while you’re full of me. I dare you.” I don't know what came over me, but I reached over, placed the phone against a pillow so only my face and shoulders were showing, and tapped accept. Mike's face pops up. He is making a late-night snack in our kitchen, smiling all sweet. “Hey babe! Just wanted to see your face before bed. The kids are asleep. How's the trip?” I force a smile, trying to keep my breathing steady while Ryan, fucking evil man starts moving again. Slowly, shallow slamming, barely noticeable from the chest up, but enough to make my eyes roll back.

I could stay awake just to hear you breathing Watch you smile while you are sleeping While you're far away and dreaming I could spend my life in this sweet surrender I could stay lost in this moment forever Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure Don't wanna close my eyes I don't wanna fall asleep 'Cause I'd miss you, babe And I don't wanna miss a thing 'Cause even when I dream of you The sweetest dream would never do I'd still miss you, babe And I don't wanna miss a thing Lying close to you feeling your heart beating

My eyelids grow impossibly heavy, fluttering close as the warmth of his breath brushes against my neck in steady, soothing waves. “You’re mine, dulcis,” he whispers darkly into my ear, his voice both a vow and a command. “What’s that… ‘dulcis’…what’s it mean?” I mumble out, sleepily. I finally ask. His voice rumbles through his chest against my back, “Sweet One”, he answers, arm tightening around my waist, “It means you’re my sweet one”, he presses a kiss to my shoulder, “And you are”. The possessive edge of his words lingers in my mind as I finally slip into the blissful darkness of sleep.

He demands from his squatting position on the floor. Safira wastes no time stepping back and sitting down on the edge of the bed. When she lies back, her black hair fans out around her; Donny realizes that every fantasy he's ever had, as a teenager and a man was lying right before him when he wrote the lyrics, "Peaches and cream, sweeter than sweet.

Not even the ground beneath me. After a while, I opened my eyes again. The moon hung high in the sky, bright and quiet, untouched by everything happening below. The distant sound of music still carried through the night, but out here… It felt peaceful. Too peaceful. I leaned my head against the armrest, shifting slightly to get comfortable. Just for a moment. Just until she came back. Time passed slowly. Or maybe it just felt that way. When Luna Lorraine returned, she held out a glass of water.

Thank you all for always supporting “Sweet Treachery”. I couldn’t have asked for better fans. I love you all!!! I rush to the window to catch a glimpse Of how life used to be wonderful How there were no worries and I was at ease I had my family’s love in full But all I see is the tears of the moon In the form of dew And the life which I once knew Is now a poor shadow of itself PenaciousShewa

Mitch says while looking for a escape. While looking around I notice 6 different doors including the purple door. There's a pink door that says "Don't Be Afraid to Express Yourself" weird. A Blue door that say's "Let's Get Wet". A green door that says "Get That Money". A red door that says "Sexy time Only" oh now I'm intrigued with that one. The final door is black saying "Let Your Fantasies Out". I seriously need to check these out once I'm good with Mia again. Before we can pick a door to go through the lights go out except for a single spotlight on the MC for the night "Alright everyone we have a real treat for you guys. We have a few young ladies that want to feel sexy since their men ha

and we both chuckled. My stares are glued to Sadie again as she keeps biting on the smores and how she can’t get over the taste of it (her smiles never disappear and her eyes are kept closed as she chews on it, and sometimes she’s doing a chef’s kiss to which I find super adorable.) No matter how hard I try to hold them back in, my smile is plastered on my face. I let my smile stay, and I let myself feel what I am feeling right now. The sounds of cicadas and crickets surround us, but I can feel butterflies and fireflies all around me, the sound that I am hearing in my head is a piano playing a soft melody. I am aware that what I am feeling is dangerous but if this is the case: I don’t wanna

[face-palm] Midnight's friend: Make her yours! Midnight: And how do I do that? Midnight's friend: ........ Midnight's friend: I don't know, I'm single ╮(╯▽╰)╭