That One Night Novels & Stories

His hand stroked me gently until I came with a shuddering sigh, then he buried himself and finished inside the condom with a low groan. By the time we were done, the sky outside my window was turning gray with dawn. Noah lay curled against my back, one arm slung over my waist, breathing steady. His tattooed hand rested possessively on my stomach. I should’ve kicked him out. Instead I let myself drift, sore in the best way, the weight of the win and the season finally quiet in my head for a few stolen hours. Best one-night stand I’d had in years. I had no idea it was about to become my worst nightmare.

Maya sat still for a long time. “You want me,” she said. “Yes.” “One night.” “One night,” Adrian said. “After that, the debt is gone.” Maya looked at the city behind the glass. Her hands were cold. She thought of her father coughing. She thought of her mother crying. She thought of the three days. “I need time to think.” “You have until tonight,” Adrian said. “If you agree, you will receive a message.”

And I would have cherished this Union, if not for the fact that I had a one-night stand with my husband and now he must think that I’m a horny, needy whore! I couldn’t bear to look at him without thinking about that night, and the worst part of it is that I am attracted to this guy in ways that I cannot explain. Sitting next to him in that car was pure torture because I kept inhaling his manly scents and it fucking turned me on. It took all the self-control in me to stop myself from throwing myself into his arms and begging him to screw me until I pass out in his arms.

What if you're broken-hearted? Would you do the thing that you haven't done in your whole life? Charmane Cordova. Unexpectedly meet, this most sought-after bachelor... Bradley Hernandez, A guy that she doesn't know yet, A guy that got her attention, and a guy she had spent her whole night with... And this will be their, JUST ONE NIGHT together. ___________ JUST ONE NIGHT (English Version) By: Mairisian ***** This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, some places and incidents are products of the author’s imagination and are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, places or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

After a brief scratching session, he gets up and walks over to the window. It is still pitch black outside and the streets are empty. He likes this time of night. Sometimes, when he is awake he imagines that he is the only person in the world who is awake at that moment, knowing that it is complete nonsense. He sometimes wonders what it would be like to be the only human alive on the face of the earth and has to admit that it is an appealing thought.

Jesus, if this wasn’t the perfect public service announcement to get people to drink responsibly, then she didn’t know what was. Deciding it was past time to make her escape, she slowly pushed his arm away and began inching her way out of bed, biting hard on her bottom lip to keep the contents of her stomach from coming up. She had a feeling the sound of retching would wake her bed mate, which would mean facing the awkward one-night-stand-morning-after greeting, a conversation that could border on downright painful. She’d experienced it once in the past and wasn’t eager for a repeat.

Nadia: "Don’t judge me, but hear me out. Just look. I know you wouldn't want to do it but the money is a lot and I know you need it. You don't even need to do it again. Below the message was a link to a private escort arrangement forum: Clean. High-end. Discreet. One night. $3,000 guaranteed. I stared at the screen for a long time. NO. I replied to Nadia immediately but this money could cover a great deal "Well, it's not like I'm going to be the first to do this", I quickly snapped out of that thought "I just can't see myself doing it" but it's just a night, maybe I could... just maybe...

The kind of man you read about but never meet. Except I had. Last night. Oh God. My pulse thundered in my ears. What had I done? I tried to think past the blur, past the heat and the music and the taste of champagne. I remembered my friend tugging at my wrist, telling me to loosen up, to live a little. Just one night, Daphne, she’d said. One night to forget about everything. And now here I was, in a stranger’s bed, except he wasn’t just any stranger.

“What do you see, Caleb?” He spoke in a hushed tone. “A white forest. No sound. A red moon watching over it. And someone crying in the dark. But when I approach, the trees… they move. They’re trying to keep me out.” My breath hitched. “Did the person say anything?” Caleb nodded, his gaze intense. “They said… ‘The key has teeth.’” --- Ronan That night, I stood on the battlements, peering into the dark trees beyond. The wind howled, heavy clouds cloaking the moon. Liam stood beside me, tension radiating from him.

JUST A ONE NIGHT STAND ALEKSANDER'S POV The air was bitterly cold tonight, and my mood was sour enough to match. A gust of wind ruffled my hair and I groaned with irritation as I swiped my hand through it before reaching into my front pocket and pulled out my cigarette. "No, Aleksander, we don't have time for that. We're already late! We've missed half the damn show", Before l could light the cigarette, my business partner, Nikolai shoved at my shoulder and kept walking towards the theater.