When The Day Met Night Novels & Stories

•|•|• "For if the world was to end. It would surely end by Night." •|•|• [KAYOS] My eyes opened slowly, and yet it was as if they were still closed. No light to reveal if it was day, but I needed no light to know that.

With a mutual yearning to delve deeper into each other's souls, we embarked on a journey of shared moments that would sculpt the contours of our understanding. As daylight relinquished its hold on the sky, the gentle cadence of dusk became our cue to unite. A pact was forged, an unspoken commitment to dedicate a precious hour of each day to the exploration of our intertwined destinies. Thus, as the sun painted the horizon in hues of orange and pink, we would come together, shedding the burdens of the day.

Of the nightmare i cannot escape, neither at day nor at night. A long breath sneaked past my lips and I shook my head again before I turned it back and eyed the sun, the sea and the sky. They were similar to us in a way. The sun and the sky stayed together, hand by hand they went through the day. But when the night came, the sea pulled the sun down, tearing it away, leaving behind this bloody red lines, a living proof of its struggle.

Their sewage comes down there as well, which only intensifies the foul mixture of scents. By the time the sun has sunken completely from the sky, casting the darkness of night with small kisses of light from the stars and moon, the streetlights flicker on above us as dusk settles into full night, casting golden halos over the quiet streets. When it’s time to part, I find it more difficult to leave than the night before. This was the best day of my life, this simple sweet date. But we part ways nonetheless after another of our sweet intimate kisses wrapped inside each other’s warm embrace. I look back at him over my shoulder just as I had last night and he’s watching me leave just as he did.

“Us meeting at night when everyone else is asleep is actually much safer than people overhearing our conversation at the well or people seeing us hold hands during the day.” “I don’t think so because during the day you can defend yourself by saying that it was a misunderstanding but at night you don’t have an excuse. During the day even I can jump in and say I was there and that you two didn’t say or do anything wrong, but at night… there’s nothing to hold on to.” “I actually realized that at night is our only way of being together in peace without having to worry about all that. Besides, we can’t stop seeing each other and talking to each other just because we are scared.” I told Uma.

No matter how willing they were to feel each other, some invisible manacles were there, holding both of them apart. The sky was dark but still belonged to the morning, as it was an early hour striking 3 am on the time measuring tool. A deafening silence was filling the vacuum of that busy road, carrying no one else than those two bodies, which might be each other’s, but was no more than a stranger to it. No car could be seen passing by, as if the road has blocked itself to give time to these strangers crying their hearts out inside, but have nothing to utter outside, even if it is a sob. Though the illuminating lights were so bright, ready to compete with the sun, the world of these souls ca

The night before our big offline meetup, my roommate took one look at my internet boyfriend's photo and declared it was a fake. "Using a stolen photo for an online romance? He's definitely insecure and too ugly to show his real face!" The next day, my boyfriend texted: [Sorry, something came up at the last minute. Can you wait half an hour?] I breathed a sigh of relief because I had just been notified about an exclusive expert lecture on campus. Word was, the speaker was an academic powerhouse, and the university had paid a fortune to secure him. I snagged a seat in the front row. But the moment I looked up at the podium, my stomach dropped. Why did this famous scholar look so much like

Hanggang sa nakatulugan ko na lang ang pag-iisip. Kinabukasan ay naisipan kong gumising nang madaling araw para masamahan sila mama at papa sa palengke. “Dawn, imbes na gumising ka nang maaga para tulungan kami dapat nagpahinga ka pa,” sabi ni mama sa akin habang nililinisan niya ang patungan ng mga gulay.

It was dark and still when Lucas woke in his bedroom. The covers were like warm clouds, and he was engulfed. He didn’t want to get out of bed, but knew that he had quite the day ahead of him. After a few minutes of debating with himself, Lucas rose from his bed with the covers still wrapped around him and walked over to the window. This was a moment he wanted to soak in. He absorbed the chill radiating from the hard floor, and allowed the warmth of the covers to spread through his body. The sun was starting to peak up from the horizon, and the smell of coffee was looming from the automatic coffee maker in the kitchen. Lucas particularly enjoys sun rises more than sun sets, he believes the be

Outside, the darkness slowly settled over the city, blurring out the light. Jack heard the sound after he fell asleep holding his brother’s hand. Jason, their elder brother was not yet back, and there was no indication that he would be. They had both been waiting for him before they fell asleep. At 8, both twins were still too young to do anything for themselves, so the thought had not yet occurred to them to get out of the house. Besides, darkness loomed outside, and to their young and impressionable mind, that meant danger. “Tim, wake up,” Jack said, pulling at his brother.