This Night Is Sparkling Don't You Let It Go Novels & Stories

' Crystal inquired. 'Tomorrow.' ‘Wow, really?’ Crystal said with a smile on her face, ‘Make sure you and Noah make the most of your honeymoon!' 'Hey, don't expect much from Noah and me. Don't you know how our relationship has been?' Crystal chuckled, 'There's no need to think about that. You guys just have to go with the flow. Then you and Noah will enjoy it.' 'Come on, Crystals. I'm even scared if Noah is near me. I'm afraid he'll suddenly touch me and take off all my clothes.'

) I got the haze (Purple Haze) And if you're hungry, girl, I got fillets (woo-woo) Ooh, baby, don't keep me (waiting) There's so much love we could be making (shamone) 𝄞 Leave the Door Open by Silk Sonic played from the radio. Harper quickly tuned the radio to change the song. 𝄞 Kiss me hard before you go Summertime sadness I just wanted you to know That baby, you the best I got my red dress on tonight Dancin' in the dark, in the pale moonlight Done my hair up real big, beauty queen style

He studied me for a moment, then leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “You don’t owe him anything, Kelly.” “I know.” I exhaled slowly. “But I don’t know what to do with this. Do I forgive him? Is moving on enough?” Adrian was quiet for a beat. Then, to my surprise, he stood up. “Come on.” I frowned. “What?” “Get your shoes.” I blinked. “It’s the middle of the night.” “So?” He shrugged. “Before you go crazy. Let’s go for a drive.”

Abandon you like every other person in your life? Sunny stiffened, and her eyes shot open. “Magnus,” she whispered and stepped gently away from his body. His gaze was filled with a longing that hit her deep in her gut when she turned to face him, but Sunny held up her hands to keep him back. “Yes, sweetness.” “We need ground rules for tonight. We need them in order to arrive sane at the end of this play.” “Ground rules, huh? Like what, Miss Sunshine Sky?” Magnus asked, and Sunny hated how husky the words sounded.

“I don’t know what to do.” Before Britney could answer, her phone buzzed. She glanced at the screen and quickly answered. “Hello?” She listened for a moment, then her expression changed—her body tensed, and her eyes darted toward Anastasia. After a short exchange, Britney hung up and turned to them. “I’m so sorry, Anastasia,” she said urgently. “I have to go. It’s an emergency.” Anastasia wiped her face and nodded. “It’s okay, I understand.”

LUCAS (POV) “She can’t leave me.” The bass from the club’s speakers vibrated through my bones, loud enough to drown out any reasonable thought. Lights flashed red, blue, gold—painting everything in a haze. Bodies pressed together on the dance floor. Laughter. Music. Perfume thick in the air. But none of it entered me. None of it touched me. None of it distracted me. Not tonight.

"And that?" "For the ceremony weekend." It was a reasonable answer. There would be a welcome dinner, a rehearsal by the water, photographs, drinks after the ceremony. As Maya's maid of honor and the brand manager responsible for the resort launch, I had every reason to bring something white and polished. Ethan still heard what he wanted to hear. He ran the towel once over his hair, then let out a slow breath. "About tonight," he said. "Mia was an accident." I looked up.

When I got to the venue, I brought out my phone and called Sparks. “Is everyone in position?” “Yes boss.” “Good, I don't want any surprises.” “Sure thing, boss.” I ended the call, took in a breath of temporary relief and walked in. There was a private suite on the gift floor, while the party was happening on the second. As soon as I got in, I crashed out on the bed. It will take some time before the party starts downstairs and, they couldn't start without me. With a smile at that thought, I drifted off.

“Then go. But if the bond ever calls again—” I turned to him, heart heavy. “It already did.” And then I left, slipping into the night as the storm eased, the scent of rain and memory following me down the hall. Outside, the moon broke through the clouds, casting a soft glow over the snow. I looked up, whispering to the Goddess, “Don’t make me love him again unless there’s a reason.” But deep down, I already knew— fate wasn’t done with us yet. Arden’s POV