Wet Night Novels & Stories

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

Seeing her smile, Natalie was reminded of the unsightly scenes from half a month ago. She didn't even want to spare her a glance. Natalie turned to Sienna and asked, "Sienna, what's the job?" "Natalie, you haven't walked on the runway for a long time, right? Tonight, All Night Manor has a night show. Get ready," Sienna said with a friendly smile. "Sienna, All Night Manor is a nightclub!" Natalie exclaimed in shock. They wanted her to do a show there?! All Night Manor was a famous nightclub in Novarisia, a luxurious venue with high-end clientele. It was a favorite gathering place for the wealthy and decadent youth of Paykston, and a place filled with countless shady dealings.

Bri ***trigger warning *** Tonight was the night. I’d set up some moon water to charge and was burning some herbs and sage on the porch as I looked out at the dock. Beau and Wyatt had been so in tuned to me lately, they both stepped out of the house, where they had forgotten I could overhear their words. Conversing over possibilities of what would happen. They were nervous, unsure what tonight would bring, but I was at peace with it. Something new inside me yearned to stretch, like a long slumbering beast, and she was mine as much as I was hers.

Last night, instead of dreaming about the woman I was supposed to marry, I had a wet dream about that dumb maid—Ella. I woke up in a sweat, heart pounding, images of her flashing through my head. We had sex everywhere—kitchen, balcony, bathroom—hell, it was in Vegas, of all places. I’d decided not to sleep anymore if this was how my mind wanted to play. I mean, who the hell dreams about fucking a servant in Vegas the night before their wedding?

This is night, is going to be a long night. ................... °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°

“Come on, take them off. Unless you want to walk all the way back to the apartment, soaking wet.” Night paused for a second, his eyes roaming all over me before he met my eyes. I could see the desire in them clearly, even though we had sex not too long ago. Our appetite for each other was indeed insatiable, and for once, I was glad that we had finally moved in, so we could do what we wanted without the entire dorm knowing what we were up to. The dorm had had incredibly thin walls. “Fine,” Night huffed, before taking off his own clothes and placing them at the side of the pool before he stepped into the water.

“Maya, my father just told everyone in his network that we’re unprotected. That’s an invitation.” “To what?” “To whatever they want to do to us.” That night, Walsh arranged for agents to patrol our street. But I couldn’t sleep. Every car that passed, every sound outside, made my heart race. The baby was restless too, moving constantly, responding to my stress. “I’m sorry,” I whispered to my belly. “I’m so sorry you’re coming into all this chaos.” At three AM, I gave up on sleep and went downstairs. Alex was already there, working on his laptop.

The city lay under a bruised twilight sky, the last remnants of sunset swallowed by looming clouds. Rain had left the streets slick and glistening, reflecting the harsh neon lights that flickered like warning signs across the skyline. In Alexander’s penthouse, the quiet hum of electronics and the soft patter of residual rain against the balcony windows created an uneasy peace.

There’s no way they could no that? I text back a thank you and step into the shower to prepare for tonight. I’m going clubbing for my birthday. Something feels different tonight. I look online at the available nightlife. I feel drawn to one called “Apex” it looked like and electric vibe and a fun place to dance. I called an Uber to take me there after I had dressed in glittery red mini dress. It felt odd on me. I had not worn something so short in several years but, I wanted to be different and have fun. I paired them with some black stilettos and some gold jewelry. I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like a slut but, I know this is what the “It” girls would wear to something like thi

The door swung shut behind them and the sound of the hallway disappeared. The Wet Room was different. Brighter. White tile from floor to ceiling, wet with condensation. A wide bench in the center, padded with vinyl. Shower heads on the walls. A full-length mirror on one side. The air was heavy and damp and smelled like soap and sex. They were alone.