The White Night Novels & Stories

Jordan’s POV “Jess!” “Jess!” “Bye, Jordan, please take care of yourself and Andrea, that’s my only wish,” Jess sobbed, standing before me in the white, silky nightgown she wore on the night of the explosion, but it was messed up with blood stains. “Don’t tell me goodbye, Jess. Andrea’s waiting for you, and I am too. Please stay, my love,” I wailed, but she began to disappear into the darkness.

The makeup on her face was heavy and it gave her a different look. “I’ll come for you...” Her cheeks heat up each time she thinks about it. Though she wasn’t after romance, she should experience a bit of it. “Can I see your past ma...” she was here and has to see for herself what Wesley was up to. “Here it is.” “Go in please.” She smiled at the man at the gate and walked into the house. Everyone was white, it was a white party. Her hand clutched her handbag. And she made her way in.

And he wasn’t very confident about carrying out a task that felt so thankless. The whiskey began to affect his senses, and he felt dizzy. He decided to go to bed and soon managed to drag himself there. Meanwhile, a brunette woman was furious, typing very angry messages and throwing a tantrum in her luxurious pink room. Amanda was screaming into her pillow, mentally cursing her stupid boyfriend. Where was Roberth? He wasn’t answering the phone or responding on the messaging app. This was testing her patience.

The voices intensified as a beam of light lit up Jeremy on a higher stage. The rhythm he played started soft and slow but little by little the drums intensified. When the symbols crashed, a platform rose onto the stage with Kyung Jiho on it. Hae Mina grinned when she saw the white slivers light up under the black lights. On the back of Kyung Jiho's shirt was his name and on the arm was the Nightide emblem. The drum's symbols crashed and the next instrument joined. One by one, Nightide appeared on the stage with their parts. Hae Mina knew this was not her song to come in on because she had never been given a part.

Their second gift granted them the ability of making anyone submit to them by staring them in the eye and that made it impossible for anyone to look into their deep crystal blue eyes for more than three seconds because it paralyzed them in their fear. The white fur were all white wolves with crystal blue eyes and their wolf size was larger than any normal wolf. What distinguished them from others was their unique mark. It was a white crescent moon found mostly on their chest, wrist or back shoulder, and thus the name The White Crescent Pack. My heart skipped a beat and my hand clutched onto my chest where the mark was, involuntarily. No, no obviously no. I frantically searched for a picture

Alec, on the other hand, continues to stand in the shadows sulking. ‘Why does white have to be so bright? Wouldn’t black clothing be more appropriate to wear at the solstice?’ he pouts. I cup his face, ‘Oh Alec, it’s tradition to wear white to celebrate. Black would be more suitable for a funeral or an unpleasant event. The solstice is meant to be bright and colourful with lots of flowers and dancing.’ Alec grabs my waist and spins me around, pinning me against the shadows of the wall.

"Blue is cold and calm, normally gives a feeling of lonely and sorrow; but white, white is tricky. They way you surrounded white with blue here, is a symbol of safety and peace, and the sweet you put in the white level is the perfect evidence." "Maybe I'm just fond of the night!" Kitty held up her arms in front of her chest, hinting the dark sky above their head. "Yeah, that's true. But you named it Winter Night. Winter is already cold. Why is your winter night in dark blue but with a soft spot that was sweet? This drink starts with sour but ends with a hint of faint pine sweet, it's not horror and pain, it's--" He suddenly stopped. "It's what?"

--- It was a starry night. Pale shades of sky blue and pigments of the sunset paints the night sky as its source is gradually heading to the east. It was a special night, for they are about to see a once in a lifetime miracle with their naked eyes. A celestial body, of ice and dust, has finally found its way back to the atmosphere of this world after its million years of lonely astray in the universe, a comet of unknown origin, so experts say. "It is a miracle. indeed." Synnaveille Town, the luckiest of the lucky, has the most amazing view of it. The comet shone brighter than the full moon, enough to illuminate the cultivating town.

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.

His muscles flexed under his tight shirt and his jaw tightened. "Do you really believe that the only reason I keep you here is because of your parents? I am Damion Night I don't do anything for anyone unless it benefits me and my family. Think about that the next time you want to kill one of my guards and try and run away." With that he turned his back on me and stalked out of the basement.