The Night We Met Meaning Novels & Stories

For the first time since he started hunting creatures of the night, that was the first time he met someone like her. Someone who did not seem to be dangerous. Someone who seemed to know him completely, even though he only met her in his dreams. Without knowing why, the hunter followed his instinct and ran towards Aria, tossing his gun aside, meeting Aria in the middle. The embrace felt natural. As if he had already done it a million times before, and it was his favorite thing in the world. He smelled the familiar vanilla scent on her red hair while Aria coiled her arms around his neck.

"Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength while loving someone deeply gives you courage." Lao Tzu ******** Melody POV I couldn't sleep that night when we got back to the motel. Was that franklin or it was just my imagination? I tossed it on the ground where I slept because the bed in the motel was too small to contain the three of us.

And I felt like an idiot because of it. I had given him my number before we parted, but maybe he didn’t feel the level of connection I did. Which only made my situation worse, because I wanted more than one night and I’d been certain he did too. “New Year’s Eve.” It was cryptic, but she was also the only one who would understand, the only one in the building who had been there. Her eyes popped wide. “Richard? Seriously?”

I returned to my position on the bed and I slept off. __________________________________________ (Morning) We both woke up in the morning and took our bath, today is the day we get everything done. " What happened last night is nothing but a fling, just pleasure for our mutual benefit, don't let it get into your head" i said. " Calm down lover boy, I was gonna say that in the first place but you beat me to it" she said. " Good, we meet up this evening before the truck leaves" I said.

Yup, it's seems you do" he replied laughing "I'm really sorry, I was looking for something important to me that is why" " No problem, I understand" " That's means I owe you one" " Really, I will hold until that" " Thanks,"she said smiling " You know what is meant to be will be meant to be"he said smiling " Huh, what's that" " It's just a saying, that if we meant to be meet each other again, we will surely meet which I told my sister after you left"he shrugged

“Then tell me… what am I supposed to do?” “If you really want to see me,” I said after a long pause, my voice steady, “go and get that burial plot I told you to buy. We’ll meet there one last time.” The day we agreed to meet, the sky was dark with clouds. The burial plot Isaac had purchased was located on the outskirts of the city. The surroundings were peaceful, lined with tall pine trees swaying gently in the wind. This was the only respect I could give the child who never had the chance to come into this world.

She had barely pulled her coat on, that flimsy red thing hanging off her arm, hair wild, eyes full of confusion and betrayal. The elevator doors had closed before he could say anything. Before he could explain. Before he could even admit he knew. He had always known. The night they met wasn't supposed to mean anything. He hadn't even planned to go to the club. The Noir Flame was the kind of place you only went to when you wanted to forget who you were, and that night, forgetting had been the goal.

It’s been about a month since we met each other at the club for the first time. After that particular night with her, which happens to be the best night of my life, unable to hold myself back, I had visited the club a few days later with the hopes of running into her, but that was fruitless because it was like she disappeared from the face of the club after that first night we spent together.

“Looks like you’re dumb after all.” I wasn’t dumb. I was just dumbstruck with my realization of what he was referring to. “Well, I'll tell you.” He continued. “Three nights from now. The moon will be out in all its fullness and glory, and it will be hovering over us right there.” He pointed for emphasis. “Making that night The Night Of The Mating Moon. The same night we met for the first time.” He concluded with evil sprayed all over his expression. I was still too dazed to talk and could only wonder what he was trying to say.

Chuckling to myself, I watched as the clearing prepared itself for tonight. I couldn't shake of the feeling that something big was going to happen tonight, I don't know if it was good or bad but the magic kept wrapping around me and warning me about it. I didn't know whether I should fear what was approaching or welcome it. I only hoped it wouldn't harm the ones that I held dear.