The Midnight Library Pages Novels & Stories

Adi (28) and Leonard (30), 2051, a happy living, lovely couple, intrigued by the mysterious appearance of a basement in their mansion chose to explore it. The mysterious basement brought many secrets along with it. They found an ancient diary that unraveled some past truth. They came to know about their past selves Ada and Lennard (1475), Ana and Levi (1750). The diary assisted them to access the memory portal which clue up them about the use of magical spells and how their past selves were brutally killed by the evil Dark Lord. The Dark Lord being blinded by the desire to access locked powers had knit a cunning trap for the couples with the help of an oracle who had made a prophecy about unlocking the powers and his death. Unaware of this vicious trap the couple chose to time travel and fight back against the Dark Lord. Alexander(30) and Vivian(28), close friends of Adi and Leo, tag along with them in their journey to defeat the Dark Lord. Will the couple succeed in the mission or will it be another fragment of an incomplete love story? To reveal the mysteries, put the book in your library, and don't forget to like and comment. ~~~~~ Cover is not mine and the rights belong to it's truthful owner.

22-year-old Anastasia Sanchez is a diehard fan of the e-book, Bonded: a werewolf love story with millions of fans around the world. When the final pages of Bonded cruelly tear the main leads apart, she is livid! She confronts the author and demands her to write the sequel with the two main leads getting back together. Instead of agreeing with her, the author gives her the task that’ll change her life forever: to write the sequel herself! But there’s a catch! Instead of writing the sequel with a laptop and Wi-Fi, Anastasia is magically transported inside the virtual world of Bonded and becomes one of its characters! Her problem doesn’t end there, her desire to give the two main leads a happy ending is cut short when she finds herself falling in love with Bonded’s male lead, Alpha Hugh Montemayor. Caught between loyalty to her beloved characters and the undeniable allure of Hugh’s embrace, will Anastasia sacrifice her own desires for the sake of the story, or will she rewrite the script of her own heart?

If you are not rated PG-18, this book is not meant for you. Only the strong-hearted can face what lies inside these pages… be warned. Each story is developed with detailed, twisted passion and irresistible kinks that push the boundaries of lust and temptation. These are the kind of secrets people whisper about… but never dare to confess. Inside Lust Diaries, every page burns with dirty tension, forbidden cravings, and reckless desires that refuse to stay hidden. From FxF temptations, to the filthy student who crosses the line with her professor, to two colleagues whose late-night meetings turn dangerously heated, to a best friend whose secret hunger has been waiting far too long… Every story pulls you deeper into a world where rules blur, boundaries break, and desire takes control. It’s dirty. It’s intense. And it has every craving you secretly want. So if you can’t handle the heat of Lust Diaries… Leave now. Because once you open this diary… the heat only gets worse.

SYNOPSIS: WARNING!!! Mature Audiences only. Open these pages and prepare to feel it between your legs immediately. Watch a pornstar pin a governor’s daughter against a wall during a private session, ripping into her slick greedy pussy as he rails her without mercy. Feel the burn as fingers plunge into a tight-dripping asshole, stretching it wide before a second cock joins in until she’s screaming. Solo scenes of desperate edging, vibrators buzzing against swollen clits until hips buck and juices flood the bed. Taboo quickies, forbidden office fucks over desks, and brutal degrading sessions where ‘good girl’ turns into ‘filthy cumslut’ as she’s used and covered in ropes of cum. Just graphic, hardcore pounding that leaves your clit pulsing, panties soaked and your pussy aching to be filled the same way. Fingers slipping inside yourself before you even reach the end of the first one, these stories are crafted to make you wetter with every line. DO NOT READ IN PUBLIC!

For three years, Evelyn lived a lie wrapped in luxury. Her marriage to the cold and powerful Lucian Blackwood was supposed to be a mere business arrangement—a thirty-six-month contract to save her family from ruin. But as the days turned into years, the lines between duty and desire blurred. Evelyn fell for the man who remembered her favorite meals, protected her from the cold, and ensured her medicine was always at hand. She believed that beneath his obsidian gaze, a real heart had begun to beat for her. The illusion shatters on the night of their third anniversary at the Blackwood Estate. With the stroke of midnight and the smell of acrid smoke, Lucian presents her with the Decree of Divorce. The crushing truth is revealed: every gesture of affection, every moment of "domestic bliss," was never about Evelyn. It was a lingering habit from his past with Sarah, his first love who has finally returned to the city. Evelyn wasn't a wife; she was a rehearsal.

Elise has always longed for the kind of fairytale love you read about in books. Her wolfless state, quiet manner, and curvy body make her an outcast in the Midnight Pack, who continually abuses her along with her so-called family. When she finds her mate, she thinks that things will finally take a turn for the better, but he rejects her in favor of her stepsister Seraphine, leaving Elise heartbroken and disillusioned. She blames her weight. She blames herself. She gives up on love only to find another man, an Alpha who loves her, body and all, while she remains plagued by doubts and insecurities. Will Elise allow herself to accept the love she's been given and the Alpha who refuses to give up on her, or will she let her past experiences taint her and convince her it's all a big mistake?

The Crawl moon MC owns the midnight highways of Arizona and every dirty secret along them. Nova Rivers only planned to pass through. One last photography assignment before she finally settles down. But when her car gives up on the road, she is drawn straight into a world of roaring engines and blood-deep oaths. Cassian Holt is the club’s president and Alpha of the Crawl moon pack. Cursed to lead, hunted by rivals, he doesn’t need a mate, especially not a human with a sharp tongue and a camera that sees too much. The first touch ignites something wild. The first bite seals it. And when an enemy pack threatens to rip the territory apart by using her as bait, Cassian will burn the state down before he lets anyone take what’s his. She should run. He should let her. Neither of them will.

When he pushed her into the water at the alliance banquet — eight months pregnant, fighting for her life while he held another woman and asked if she was okay — something in Ivy finally broke beyond repair. She lost her son in a hospital room Noah never came to. She signed the divorce papers alone at midnight while he was across town blowing up birthday balloons for his first love. And when he finally walked through the door that night smelling like another woman's celebration, he had the nerve to ask if she even cared about the baby. She pushed the papers across the table and said one thing. "Reject me. Tonight.". He still doesn't know their baby is gone. And honestly? Let him find out the hard way. Ivy is done protecting a man who never once protected her.

In my previous life, I was born at the stroke of a cold, pitch-black midnight on New Year's Day, an omen the old town whispered about. They called me a Deathbringer's child, destined to guide the souls of the stillborn to rest. From the age of six, I carried small coffins alone to the graveyard by the church, burying them in silence. Each time, when I reached into the velvet shroud that wrapped the tiny casket, I would find a golden coin resting inside. My mother sold those coins for money, buying my brother a grand mansion, while leaving me behind in the crumbling family house to keep doing the work. No one expected the world of Haunts to descend. However, those coins turned out to be tokens of command, keys that bound the Haunts of the apocalypse to my will. With them, I became the Empress of the End, feared by all, ruling with every resource at my command.

“You said I was a burden. You signed the papers and walked out. So why are you standing at my door with flowers, Justin? The woman you abandoned doesn't live here anymore." Harper Wells had a husband who called her a burden, a boss who called her replaceable, and a body that was slowly giving up on her. She had nothing left. So she disappeared. What came back was something neither Justin nor Vivian saw coming. Healthy. Powerful. Untouchable. And completely done. But the man who never stopped fighting for her, who sat in hospital corridors at midnight and called research institutes because waiting until morning felt wrong, Dr. Joel, is still there. Still steady. Still choosing her. Now Justin wants her back. Vivian wants her gone. And Harper Wells just wants to finally choose herself.