원나잇 Novels & Stories

She thought instinctively. "Oooh! Who's on your roster?" Stacie asked excitedly, getting up and into a sitting position. "Oliver Fields, Nathaniel Madonia, Jason Roberts...thirteen other guys and...Wait for it! Matthew Rossi!" She told her friend, not trying to keep the excitement from her voice, she still couldn't believe she had gotten him...of course there was that downside... "Hey, you got your favourite! Yea! So who's the one who hates you immediately?" Stacie asked sounding intrigued; she was oblivious to the expression on Mia's face. Mia smiled at her bitterly.

Raven I’m sprawled across my bed with a tube of Pringles balanced on my stomach when my phone buzzes. Anaya’s name flashes across the screen. “Hey,” I answer, crunching loudly into the phone. “Are you eating?” “Pringles. Want some?” “I’m in Florida, genius. I can’t reach through the phone.” I laugh and pop another chip in my mouth. The salt and sour cream flavor coat my tongue. “So guess what?” I say. “Roman and Vivienne had a huge fight. She called off the engagement.”

The five star hotel, a glittering monolith against the night sky, held two secrets tonight. One: the meticulously planned routines of BTS and Blackpink preparing for their colossal performance. Two: the clandestine desire simmering between Kim Taehyung and Jennie Kim, about to ignite in a midnight rendezvous.

Sofia asked, linking arms with Elena. “Exhausting,” Elena groaned. “My hand feels broken.” Killian laughed. “That’s the sign of a true scholar.” “Or a true victim,” Elena muttered. James grinned. “Well, then tonight calls for celebration. Club night! Drinks, music, dancing. It’s mandatory. We need to wash the taste of existential dread out of our mouths with overpriced vodka.” “Yes! Absolutely!” Sofia agreed, bouncing on her heels. “The new place downtown, ‘Onyx.’ I heard it’s impossible to get in, but David’s cousin knows the bouncer.”

I ignored it at first, but then another text came through. When I finally checked, my stomach clenched. Unknown Number: Meet me at The Belmont. Tonight. 10 PM. I stared at the message, my pulse spiking. There was no name attached. But I knew exactly who it was. --- I told myself not to go. Told myself this was a game I couldn’t win. But when the clock neared ten, I was already slipping into a black dress and grabbing my coat. The Belmont was a sleek, high-end lounge in Midtown, exclusive and discreet.

Zane was deep in the land of sleep when he was suddenly yanked out of his dreams by the sound of someone frantically calling, "Mr. Kang Yeonho!" Princess Vaani. Zane barely registered her presence before her eyes fell upon him, snoozing away in bed on a bright afternoon like he didn’t have a care in the world.

Stay tuned for MADDEST OBSESSIONS. Love. NaYa.