Wet Nights Novels & Stories

Damn them to hell! Sucking in some air, Autumn waited for Aidan's answer. “She won’t. I always make sure that she won't find out. She will be back next week,” Aidan replied to the woman's question. "Now, let me fuck you." And the woman moaned loudly. The room was filled with moans and groans. She could also hear the noise the bed made as if it was about to collapse.

Not sitting in Barnaby Rees’s office with red eyes and hair that needs washing and a toddler trying to eat all the law books. On impulse, I G****e the Amba Hotel. At once, a series of holiday-porn images greets my eyes. Blue skies and sunsets. The famous grotto swimming pool, with its thirty-foot tumbling waterfall. Beautiful couples strolling by the sea. Massive beds, scattered with rose petals. Let’s face it, they’ll have made a honeymoon baby before the wedding night is over. Lottie’s ovaries will twang into action and she’ll be vomiting all the way home.

*** The rain poured relentlessly, drenching the entire city of New York without mercy. The night was eerily quiet; even the usual roar of vehicles on the highway was absent. Only the patter of raindrops on the asphalt and the rumble of thunder breaking the pitch-black sky could be heard. In the midst of the downpour, Anastasia stood beneath a deserted city bus stop. She clutched her suitcase tightly, her clothes and body slowly soaking as there wasn't enough shelter to keep her dry.

The banquet ended past midnight. Luke sat in the front passenger seat of his Rolls-Royce, pressing his index finger against his temple. He had long, artist's fingers. The glow of the streetlights cast just the right shadow over his face, making his nose bridge more prominent. He looked like a sculpture straight out of a museum. "It's late now. The curfew would already be in effect by the time you return to your dorm."

🌹Damien 🌹 The night was deep and clear, the full moon casting a silver glow over the estate. I found myself on the terrace, away from the stifling formality of the day—a quiet refuge where the noise of duty was replaced by the gentle rustle of leaves and the soft chirping of crickets. The cool night air wrapped around me, and for a rare moment, I allowed myself to breathe freely.

ANDY’S POV I barely slept a wink last night and I seriously hate the fact I couldn’t because I tried so much to just close my eyes but my own words kept hunting me. Maybe I was too harsh on Angela last night and I realized that like few hours into the night. I run my hand through my hair as I swing my feet off the bed and walk into the living room. I did not have dinner yesterday because of what happened and I was feeling so hungry right now. I step into the kitchen to fix something for myself, and settle for some leftover pizza, literally wolfing it down in seconds

I walked slowly across the terrain, scanning my surroundings. "Better for the skies to pour now than on the big night," I said hopefully. It wouldn’t be as fun if we couldn’t bathe in the waterfall or howl at the moon during our girls' night, which would take place in two days, on a Thursday. Just to be safe, I decided I should stock up on a few essential supplies, like a good tent for us to sleep in.

Finally, as the beautiful full moon cast its silvery glow over the city with Gia lying wide awake beside my sister, who was fast asleep, her room was steeped in shadows. An air of anticipation lingered, fueled by the distant sounds of music drifting through her window. It was the night of the much-anticipated music gala, an event she'd longed to attend, intertwined with the allure of the Wild Waters, an enigmatic place rumored to hold mystical allure after dark.

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!

Moving further away from the person, the entire sheets that had covered him slid off and his face was revealed. It was Nathan and worst he was of all, he was naked and staring right at me! At that moment the events of the previous night flashed through my mind. How I got drunk, how I threw myself at him, how I confessed my wants, feelings and everything to him. How he stared at me, I could recall the love in his eyes. How he eased me off my clothing, how he pampered and cleaned me up after the deed last night. I could recall the warm kiss he placed on my forehead that coaxed me to sleep.