The Midnight Lie Novels & Stories

I whisper. The message beneath the video is simple. Choose. I stand at the window and watch the city hold its breath. I could save myself. I could burn them all. Or I could do something I’ve never done before. I could tell the whole truth. The clock flips to 11:59. My finger hovers over Send. And somewhere in the city, Lydia Hart sleeps, unaware that the man she once loved is about to decide who he really is. Midnight strikes. I press Send.

His first stop was the nightclub to track down Macie. The news of Adrian's search sent a thrill through Macie. She had heard about Liliana's downfall and knew that Adrian's visit could mean her shot at the big time was closer than ever. The moment they met, Macie threw herself against Adrian's chest, batting her eyelashes and pouting. "Mr. Jones, why did it take you so long to come find me? I've been dying to see you—" However, her plea was cut short as Adrian, with a swift motion, tossed her to the ground.

Dear Reader, Thank you for walking this long journey with me. For holding Lunessa’s hand in the darkness. For standing beside Azrik through the fire. For dreaming with me, until the very end. But is it really the end? Some stories are too powerful to end here. Shaelith and Seraphira still have their tale to tell. ‘Twins of Midnight’ is coming January 2026. Set in a new age, where the world has shifted but their powers remain, only haunted by the mistake of their father.

"Cindy, stop making up lies, will you? Matthew told you he wanted a divorce. You're the one who wouldn't let go, and you tricked him into having a baby by getting him drunk.” "We never held your plotting against you, and we even promised to look after your child well. However, on Christmas Eve, you pushed me on purpose. I almost lost my baby and ended up in the hospital. Losing your child was a consequence of your own actions. How can you blame us for that?" After he finished speaking, Matthew finally came to his senses, glaring at me with anger. The crowd watching was confused, not sure who was in the right or wrong. Shirley's lies made me so mad that I was shaking. She was too good at twis

Elektra hugged Avyanna fiercely and sobbed into her hair. “ That was a terrible one”. “Elektra, I'm fine. Those demons will never mess with me again. They have tasted a few of my flames and I don't think coming back will be in their dictionary.” Time flew, and it was already 7. p.m. The girls began to do their make-up. Avyanna decided that tonight Midnight would shimmer like stars in the sky. She applied delicately mild makeup on her face. Avyanna decorated her eyelids with silver and glossed up her lips. It gave her an angelic look. Her gray eyes stood out and plump pink lips bubbled and shimmered.

They gradually walked back to the treehouse engaging in small talk As they approached the tree they said their good night. " I'll see you later " Zenith says to them as they did their group hugging. She was happy to be part of the group. She smiled as she went home. She groaned as she pushed her hair out of her face . "Why do I keep waking up at odd hours of the night" she sighs glancing at the clock that read 3:30 a.m.

The sound coming from a horror film behind me battered when the thunder strike with the high volume that even the next building can be disturb. "Go to bed now," I commanded and closed the Tv. "Party pooper, the best scene was yet to come!" "I'm not sleepy!" And they started complaints, but in the end, they still follow me and eventually go to their room. I left a note besides Nate to take care of everything while I'm at work. I choosed to walked instead to use my scooter this time, the nighttime in the city is beautiful opposite from the morning, morning is a curse. I hid my hand inside the pocket of my hoodie and starts distracting myself.

Every call ended with the same cold automated message: "The number you have dialed is powered off." Rather than searching with Marcel, Delilah returned home alone. Every corner of the house was filled with traces of Cedric. Model cars lined the shelves, watches sat neatly arranged across his desk, and plush toys rested obediently on the floor. "When I'm not home, let these little guys keep you company. Then you won't be afraid of the dark." His playful voice seemed to linger in her ears, as though he had never left. An overwhelming wave of guilt crashed over her.

SHE CALLS AT MIDNIGHT Dominic is finally falling asleep on the couch because the bed feels too empty and too full of memories and the couch in the living room at least doesn't have the weight of their shared history pressing down on him and his phone is buzzing and it's past midnight and he's reaching for it without fully waking up and he's seeing her name on the screen and his entire body is jolting awake because she's calling him and she's breaking the silence that's been stretching between them for five endless days.

I want to be precise about this, midnight, which was the specific and particular time of a man who had been in the kitchen for two hours with a woman who told him about roses and honest light and a mother named Sophia, who had then sat alone at the kitchen counter on her side for twenty-three minutes after she went to bed, who had then gone to his study and had opened his laptop and had looked at it without seeing it for another twelve minutes before he picked up his phone. Midnight. Nate answered on the third ring. Not the second ring, which was his standard, the third, which meant he had been asleep or close enough to it that the first ring had been absorbed into something and the second h