Night Stories

This book is only available till 31st june Get branded as a villain Wait for a brutal death? No, To save myself I have to seduce my final hope. I have to seduce The Knight Commander

Samrat had Vaidehi pinned between himself and the wall. There was no softness in his grip-only a dangerous kind of intensity that felt more like possession than love. He kept kissing her again and again, as if he had completely lost control over himself.

(BxB) It was just supposed to be a simple camping trip. It was supposed to be a time where Aiden could take some time out and get away from the city. Perhaps he went a bit too far into the woods, as there was more than what he had ever expected within the trees.

** Fanfiction This is another fan fiction of Love Syndrome. All thanks to the author for making us obsessed with the characters. This story is switch from Love to Mafia Syndrome . Day continues to work in mafia as Kamol's right hand and takeover once Kamol retires. This brings back the Day , the gangsta. He is ruthless.

The world knows him as a legend. A man whose voice can fill stadiums, whose footsteps can stop time, and whose smile can make millions believe in magic. But behind the glittering stages, sold-out tours, and endless headlines, there is another side of Michael Jackson-one hidden beneath moonlit skies and silent hallways. Y/N knows what it's like to wear a mask, too. As a young star rising faster than she ever imagined, she is living the dream everyone envies. Yet fame has a way of turning admiration into isolation, and soon she finds herself trapped between who the world expects her to be and who she truly is. When a chance encounter brings her into Michael's orbit, she discovers someone who understands the loneliness that comes with living under a spotlight that never seems to dim. Their connection begins quietly-in late-night conversations, stolen moments away from flashing cameras, and shared dreams beneath the stars. But as the pressures of fame, public scrutiny, and personal struggles begin to close in, both Michael and Y/N are forced to confront the darkness they've spent years hiding from. Through whispered promises, moonlit walks, and melodies that seem to say what words cannot, they learn that even the deepest shadows cannot exist without light. And when the night grows darker than either of them ever imagined, they must decide whether to let it consume them-or follow the faint glow waiting on the horizon. Filled with subtle echoes of moonlight, stardust, and songs that seem to linger in the air long after they end, When Nightfall Comes is a story about finding hope in unexpected places, holding onto faith when the world feels cold, and discovering that sometimes the brightest light comes after the darkest night.

TARTARUS A Road Novel About the Hell We Carry Inside He bought a ticket to Nowhere. That was all. A tired station at 2:30 in the morning. One working ticket window. Damp asphalt. Cheap perfume. People hugging each other before the road took them away. Then he stepped onto the bus. The driver looked like a man who had seen too much of humanity and kept driving anyway. The route made no sense. The road kept changing. Passengers disappeared. Memories became places. Old guilt boarded without asking. And somewhere between rain, silence, bad coffee, strange stops, and a destination no one could explain, he began to understand the worst truth of all: Tartarus was not waiting at the end of the road. He had been carrying it inside himself for years. Darkly funny, strange, and painfully human, TARTARUS is an existential road novel about guilt, escape, self-deception, and the moment a man finally stops running from his own life.

(Book 2) It's time to hear a different part of the story. We know the tale of Aiden Forst and how he was saved by a wolf pack who lived within the forest. Now we follow Harlow Forst, Aiden's younger brother as he discoveres some very interesting secrets which could potentially break this pack apart

Valerie thought it was just an ordinary night... until she found deep claw marks carved into her front door. After secretly entering a forbidden forest at night, strange things begin following her home. Whispers in the dark. Scratches on the walls. Messages written by unseen claws. And glowing eyes that seem to watch her from everywhere. When Valerie discovers that the mysterious boy named Zev is hiding a terrifying secret, her world changes forever. Hunted by deadly wolves and trapped in a mystery connected to an ancient cave, Valerie must decide who she can trust before it's too late. But the deeper she falls into the world of werewolves, the more she realizes the truth is far more dangerous than the monsters themselves. A dark fantasy filled with mystery, suspense, loyalty, and transformation, Claw Marks on My Door is a thrilling story about fear, survival... and choosing who you want to become.

From a demon being drooled on like a pillow, from a jogger warewolfing because of the music, and from a vampire volleyballing alone. Welcome to UnderMidnight A glimpse into monsters living their lives.

A dark and atmospheric cover for a collection of suspense and mystery stories. Under a stormy night sky filled with rain and lightning, an old village appears in the distance. A black dog watches from the shadows, an abandoned house stands beside the road, an owl rests near the cemetery, and an empty swing moves silently in the rain. The upside-down candle adds a strange and supernatural glow, suggesting that every story hides a secret waiting to be discovered.

HUNGER GAMES UNIVERSE- That time of the year rolls around. It's the day of the reaping. The 65th games finished last year, with the winner being a career, Finnick Odair, from district 4. Today they will be drawing the tributes for the 66th games. The beautiful escort for district 6, Marillique Bloom, starts with the ladies. She puts her hand inside of the bowl, moves it around a little and then pulls out a little folded piece of paper. She unfolds it with quietness, and soon enough she speaks out the name: Kendallyn Frost. The quiet, yet evil, 14 year old girl steps away from the crowd and walks to the empty space between the two genders. She doesn't know what's about to happen to her.

Lost in the dead of night, two friends stumble upon a deserted house. But as eerie cries echo through the silence, one question remains-who else is inside?

Hi, I'm (Y/n)! This is my story; well, my version of it. This is the story of how I met my best friends, my absolute best friend (my dragon) and became an ultimate dragon trainer and warrior. Mostly this is the story of how I met this quirky, odd and amazing boy; also how I fell in love with him. Let me tell you, it's an amazing ride and I wouldn't trade my story for the world.

"Pray he never finds out the truth. Because if he does, the boy who loves her will vanish, and all that's left will be a terrified kid trapped in a room with his parents' killer." 🤫🌲 Fourteen-year-old Ava Sterling is trying to navigate a life built on ink-stained homework, heavy textbooks, and the relentless pressure of exams. But is that what is really expected of her? ​In the crowded hallways of Highland Bridge Academy, Ava is a bystander to her own life. She moves through the noise of the school like a secret held in plain sight, with no friends to understand the quiet, intimate struggles of her world. To Ava, "normalcy" is a luxury she can't afford-a distant dream that doesn't exist when you are born into a supernatural bloodline. That isolation finally begins to crack the day she meets Carla. ​But as Ava finds a rare connection, her life becomes more complicated. Carla finds herself drawn to Ava's elder brother, Arthur, sparking a flame that was never meant to be lit. ​The path between them is far from clear. Carla is already tied to someone else-an obligation she cannot easily break. And Arthur is haunted by a history he has never spoken aloud. He carries a past defined by fears and traumas that are the exact opposite of Carla's true nature. ​What happens when the mist clears and Arthur finally sees who Carla really is? Will a love born in the shadows be strong enough to overcome the ghosts of his past? #12 in night #7 in vampirewerewolf #30DC

What is a good name to call someone who has a pointy hat, wears dark outfits, owns a flying broom, does hexes and spells and is super powerful?! Well isn't that kinda rude, but it's true. My name is Ruby Mysticflame and I'm a 15 year old teenage girl, but not just any average teenage girl. I'm a witch, but a good witch...I think...?! And also I'm supposedly the Bearer of all magic, the saviour of this world and the bridge between good and evil!?!? What a story! And in this story you'll be seeing a lot of witches, wizards, immortals, mortals, angels, goddesses, warlocks, sorcerers, sorceresses, mystical creatures etc. Join me on my adventure in the Fantastic World of Witches and witness the curses, drama and all the friends we make along the way! (Authors Note: Hiiiii guys glad you are checking out this story, which is my own original story by the way, I just wanted to say that none of the images used here are mine. They belong to other amazingly talented people...or AIs?! 🤔WHO KNOWS HEHEHEHAHAHA)

Ayra Khan. Ek anonymous writer jiske words hazaron logon ko touch karte the... lekin asli Ayra ko koi nahi jaanta tha. Har raat woh apni feelings poetry aur small posts mein likh deti thi. Phir ek din, ek unknown reader ne uske har lafz ko sirf padha nahi... mehsoos kiya. @SilentReader. Ek stranger jo uski har post ka reply karta tha jaise woh uske dil ki awaaz sun sakta ho. Late night conversations, unsaid feelings aur words ke beech shuru hui ek connection... lekin internet ke peeche chupa har insaan waise nahi hota jaisa woh dikhta hai. Kya hoga jab feelings usernames se zyada real ho jaayengi?

Inspired by real events and stories from street racers driven by dreams and drama. Moon, a young single father who's still an ordinary student by day but by night he is competitive racer. Running through mountain street courses he gained reputation by showing a remarkable and outstanding performance that attracted famous racing teams in the underground scenes. This lead to Moon's journey in competitive battle in underground racing scenes and meeting people who would eventually help him organize a professional street racing club. The story contains the knowledge in street racing filled with drama in how the development of various characters progress through out the story.

This book is a collection of poems written for the worlds we escape to when reality becomes too loud. It is about magic that hides in loneliness, about hearts that learn spells just to survive, about love that feels ancient and wounds that feel mythological. These poems live between fantasy and feeling- between what was imagined and what was endured. If you've ever felt like you belonged to another world, this book was written for you.

Aiden. His hands are always warm. I don't know why, but I can't stop thinking about that one fact. His hands are always warm. Maybe it's because that was one of the tells that it wasn't actually Aiden on the roof. Maybe it's because he always holds my hand in support whenever one of us needs it. Maybe it's because I like holding his hand. Wait. That's not normal, is it? For friends to want to hold each other's hand? To really want to hold each other's hand? OR: Ashlyn Banner and Aiden Clark have a crush on each other. But of course, everything's going wrong in the phantom dimension. Not only to they have to deal with the fact they like each other, but they also have to survive every night and protect each other at the same time. ***DUE TO FINAL EXAMS, I AM GOING ON A HIATUS!! I AM GENUINELY SO SORRY, I'LL TRY TO WRITE CHAPTERS AS FAST AS I CAN, AND HOPEFULLY I'LL BE BACK BY THE END OF THE MONTH. WILL DEFINITELY UPDATE NEXT ON A MONDAY!***