Wet Night Novels & Stories

Noah's face became pitiful as he looked at Azura. At that moment, Azura directly stepped on Noah's feet. It made Noah scream in pain and grab his right leg which Azura stepped on. On the other hand, the silvery white-haired man with pitch-black eyes shook his head when he saw the two of them. "They're doing it again," he muttered. When Lux listened to the man's muttering, she laughed and greeted him. "Zack! How about your break? Did you have enough sleep?” Lux asked him.

The lake at night looked exactly like Isha’s nightmare. Vivi stood on the muddy bank where the stakeout had happened, the same stretch of black water that had swallowed a man and his blood. The air was thick, humid, and alive with the low croak of frogs and the distant hum of Delhi traffic. A thin mist rose off the surface, glowing silver under the half-moon. The water smelled of wet earth, rotting reeds, and something metallic that made the back of her throat tighten.

Caden felt like he was running away from the incident, running so hard he was out of breath, yet still found himself on the same spot. Ding-ding! He tapped the knob, the shower rain pouring on him stopped at once. Grabbing his robe, he stepped out of the bathroom to see what was wrong with Wency and why he was incessantly bothering him. He must have a good reason, or he swore… He swore he would lose it then. “What’s going on, Wence?” he asked, voice a bit hoarse. His hair was still dripping as he reached the living room, only to meet two people frozen in place as they saw him.

10:30 𝚙𝚖. *𝙾𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙽𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛* As Bridgette sped through the rain-drenched streets, her anger burned hot and fierce. The knowledge of her lover's betrayal of her ultimate rival, Natalie Wayne, fueled her fury, and she gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white.

Maybe Josh knows something. The night lamp was on, driving Her eyes darted from the old wooden clock, its hands displaying the time as 4 AM to the open window on her right. The pale curtains fluttered as wintry winds swept past it, hiding and showing the white moon against a dark field becoming whole slowly. A chill reverberated down her spine, but Eira couldn’t say whether it was because of the icy air or the thought that had just crossed her mind. Werewolves. Eira shook her head, hoping to shake away the fear that had filled within her veins.

"From what I hear, you have your own little show going on at night, Gretchen. You want me to give you back that red nighty?" Gretchen cringed and said, "No, thanks.You can just burn that when you're done with it. So, what's up Rhett?" Rhett lifted his hands in the air as he looked up to the ceiling. "Tonight's the full moon. I'm so fucking pumped." Then he dropped his hands and lifted his chin into the air as he howled, "Owoooo!" Gretchen laughed out loud. "I'm aware of that." She thought back to her conversation with Damien earlier. Her whole body was just buzzing with anticipation.

******************************** the street was slightly dark and empty, the only noise that could be heard where that of crickets and frogs the cold night breeze blew past my skin and I shivered, I could feel the Goosebumps growing in on me it was about 8:00 in the night, for some unexplainable reasons, people here at Mexico slept really early the streetlights were all over the road unshed tears found their way through my cheeks, i was still in my nightwear and I didn't have enough time to actually pick up a sweater to cover up, I was freezing. maybe this is what I deserve maybe this is the universe way to punish me for my sins maybe I am not fit to be in this world Fresh tears fall free w

Gavin and I had been married for almost a year, but he always treated me rudely. I looked at the door, still closed as before. Maybe tonight Gavin would come home late as usual. The water on my face turned sad at the thought of the fact that tonight would pass in vain. Okay, I'm okay. Everything will be fine. Even tonight will probably be the same as the previous night; you don't have to be sad. I tried to strengthen myself. Fifteen minutes passed; I turned off the light and decided to sleep on the bed after the room lights were turned off. The 7X9 room was completely dark, apart from a little light source from the window vent.

Lily felt her knees weak and her hands trembling. What was coming? Who is the person? It is just a one-night stand, it can't be that bad! How bad can it be to have a one-night stand? A one-night stand as a virgin!

“I need some water.” “Eliza,” Lucas says pointedly, raising his eyebrows. “Oh for fuck’s sake,” she groans, but isn’t able to hide her fear. She rushes away, presumably going into the bar to get me a cup of water. I move away from the puddle of vomit in the alley and lean against Lucas for support. “Leave it to you to find a hellhound on a girls’ night out,” Naomi quips, eyes still wide. “At least tonight was unforgettable.”