When The Day Met Night Novels & Stories

******* ~~~Jayden's bedroom~~~ At midnight, Jayden was having a nightmare, he jerked up quickly from his sleep and let out a deep sigh. he moved to where the baby was and saw him sleeping calmly on his cot, then he moved to Maya on the bed and cuddled her in his arms warmly. Soon he drifted back to sleep. ****** The next morning, at the dining table, Maya noticed how paled Jayden was looking. "Is everything OK?". She asked. Jayden raises his face to her.

“Yeah. There are ways for vampires to get around during daylight hours, and I kind of have a magical way of making the sunlight not hurt Lucas.” “Oh, uh. Wow.” Silence falls between us for a few seconds. I pull the band from my ponytail. “So, when’s a good time to come over? Phil and I both have the night and then tomorrow off.” “Once the sun goes down. Is that too late for Penny?” “Lord no,” she says with a laugh. “That kid hasn’t been sleeping very well lately. It’s a Wonder Week.” “What’s that?” “A growth spurt that messes with her sleep cycle, her happiness, and basically my sanity. She might be up. She might not be.”

It felt as if we were made to be together. The night my wounds had fully healed, I couldn't sleep. The lamp in my bedroom was still on when Angelo knocked and stepped in with a cup of warm milk. "Can't sleep?" he asked. I patted the space beside me. He sat down and hugged me without hesitation. "Angelo," I said, gathering my courage. "Can we do it?" He understood what I meant, but didn't rush to make a move. "Are you sure? We can take our time."

Sleep. Morning came, and I heard Lucien’s voice as he entered again, “…Everyone’s been accounted for and they’ve all gone home, no death recorded today, just minor injuries recorded, a few hundred. The account’s balanced, and the club is officially closed for the day. We’re free to go, boss.” Zane grunted and I heard him get up. “Jayden,” he called. I didn’t move. He told me to sleep, so I was committing to the bit.

Wolves coming in off their shifts, the day ending, everything looking the same as it had that morning. It was not the same. Not even close.

**The Next Day...** As dawn broke, a gentle light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. When Alex finally stirred from his deep slumber, he realized that he was still curled up in the same position from the previous night. He couldn’t recall when exactly exhaustion had embraced him, but he distinctly remembered the comfort of resting his head on Anjali's lap, drowning in tears yet finding solace in her presence. After a decade of tumult, the morning air felt invigorating, as if it had lifted a weight he had carried for far too long.

Mercy I was woken up by the rays of the sun, peeking through the white curtains, I smiled images of last night playing in my head, after that hot session of love making last night. Tom made us something to eat we were both tired yet full of life and anticipation of what we will do next, which was making love in our bed all night long, till I couldn’t open my legs, they were shaking.

​"Leo..." ​The surrounding noise of the night seemed to fade into absolute silence. The muffled, heavy thud of the club music behind the metal doors, the groans of the four men bleeding out on the wet pavement, the quiet drip of rain falling off the brick walls—it all died away. The entire world shrank down to just the two of them standing under the flickering yellow streetlight. ​They simply stared at each other for a full, agonizing minute. Neither of them moved. Neither of them dared to breathe.

Angel also did the same thing, staring at the young man he met in the yard with a stunned face. "I will be Angel's partner in the virginity party tomorrow night."

I ask her how will I know if he is the one. “He is your moon when he lets you shine the way you let him too,” I remember myself in the front of the mirror while she is combing my hair. “The sun and moon are too different. They can’t meet.” “ It is as amazing as nature that even the day and night are originally different, they can still meet at a certain point in time. Also, you can imagine an estuary where the salt and freshwater merge into one,” This is how I memorize her words, just as how I remember it.