The Night We Began Novels & Stories

"It starts." And there and then, the night just poured into chaos.

We lay there for hours, just enjoying each other's embrace until we finally drift off to sleep, basking in the afterglow of our passionate night together. And so, it begins. The End

As I got to know them better, their stories unfolded like chapters from a hidden book, and I realized the complexity of their lives. As the night unfolded, I was introduced to more of the extraordinary beings. The moonlight bathed us in its silvery glow, and I felt a sense of belonging in this extraordinary company, as if I had finally found a place where I truly belonged. I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation in the air. It was the night of the initiation ritual, a night that would mark a significant turning point in our lives. Silvia told us that our selection would start at midnight, when the moon was at its highest in the sky.

For once the night wasn’t ending. It was just beginning.

The night had only begun when the sound of wolves howling aroused under the light of the full moon, the loud howling rose from deep within the forest near the edge of town where the leader lived, the thick trees concealed the other part of human reality of another kind existing with them. Every one of their kind shifted and ran along with their leader to the top of the sacred hill, the hill where the first of their kind was given birth to through a human couple.

There is just tonight, and then from tomorrow it's the same problems, Dance as much as you like, There are no people from home here, On everything there is our control, What is there to worry, This is just the beginning, The party has just begun.. This is just the beginning.. Don't say anything later, In the beginning only I warn you, Party will go on till six in the morning. Dance as much as you like baby, Dance and break your sandals.. If Aunty calls the police, your guy (I) will handle it.. information announced in public interest, whoever loves their life, without a fuss come to the dance floor, Come, dance and sing..

Serena, a mosaic of emotions etched on her face, gazed out of the window, contemplating the intricacies of the night that had just slipped away. As the dawn unfolded, Serena arrived at her doorstep, the quietude of the morning enveloping her. She stepped into her apartment, the remnants of the night clinging to her like a veil of memories. The world outside had shifted, and Serena, standing on the threshold between night and day, carried the echoes of an extraordinary journey—an odyssey that began with tequila shots, danced through the labyrinth of a pulsating club, and culminated in the quiet solitude of dawn.

I closed my eyes back and mumbled “And I, you.” This is our forever new beginning…

The day dawned with a lot of brightness, even more than usual. Ironic. Drunken actions are reflections of sober intimate thoughts. This was very true for Roberth. The situation was complicated for him... Roberth woke up at an unusual hour, different from what he was used to. He went through his usual routine and went downstairs for breakfast, grabbing his phone. He was torn between seeking out Sarah to clarify everything or spending the day with Amanda. Nothing was easy. Anthony was already ready for the day and, startled by the seriousness on his son's face, sat down at the table and silently ate his cake.

“You better tell me everything by tomorrow morning, or I would be the one to rip your head off” “You don’t have to worry about that” She responds. “What time is the gala?” I ask. “It starts at 10pm but we have to be there by 8:30pm, Madam Stephanie wants perfection” She explains “Okay…. And the dress code?” “I got that covered, the dress is in my wardrobe on the left. It’s a black leather dress and the shoes are on the rack. Oh and don’t worry about your night shift, I already convinced Natalie” She states.