The Darker The Night

You're drunk," he said, smirking. "Yeah," she admitted, then reached out and touched his shirt. "But I still want to have sex with you." Vincenzo tilted his head slightly, like he was studying a new toy. "You were about to go after my bodyguard, huh?" he said. His fingers suddenly cupped her breast, slow and confident. "And yet, you look more like a virgin than a pervert." That sobered her up a bit. "I—what?" Before she could say anything else, she blurted, "I want to have sex with you. I'm all yours tonight." Vincenzo raised a brow, then smiled. "If that's what you want." He stood up, lifted her into his arms effortlessly, and carried her through a side door. Her arms looped around his neck as her heart pounded so hard she could barely breathe. He kicked open a private room. Inside, he pressed her against the wall and kissed her—hot, commanding, full of hunger. She melted into it. Her legs wrapped around his waist, and for the first time in her life, she didn't care who she was supposed to be. She was just a girl kissing a stranger. But then— BANG! The door burst open. Vincenzo barely had time to react. A gun went off.

No one volunteered. You were torn away from where you lived — from the life you knew. You don't know why your name began to shine. You don't know why, while staring at that dark sky, you suddenly woke up in the middle of another world. This was neither a game, nor a dream. This was reality — broken and twisted. And with each passing day, the way back... became even more impossible. Riven Altarai was just the beginning of the rupture. Like him, many were summoned by forces unknown. Each came from different pasts, carrying different wounds — but now, in this new world, they all fought to survive the same nightmare. But what was this world? A judgment? A punishment? Or perhaps the second awakening humanity truly deserved? Those who gained power — would they become gods? Or would they awaken the monsters within? The answer lies within the Seal of the Night. And when the seal breaks... nothing will ever be the same again.

Sofia Everhart was barely holding her life together. Crushed beneath a mountain of unpaid bills and the suffocating debt left behind by her late parents. She clung to the only thing she still had control over, and it was her vow to save herself for the man she would one day marry. But that fragile hope shattered the night she showed up at her boyfriend's house—only to find him in bed with her officemate, both naked, both shamelessly entangled in betrayal. In a single moment, Sofia's heart was broken and with it, the last of her faith in love slipped away. Humiliated, heartbroken, and utterly broke, she needed an escape. That escape came in the form of LUXE CLUB, the city's most exclusive club, an upscale haven for the wealthy and powerful. One dare became a bet. Sofia gave herself to a devastatingly handsome man. For one night, she let go of the pain, the pressure, the fear and surrendered her virginity to a stranger. Adam Ravenstrong, the billionaire CEO of Ravenstrong Holdings, was not the kind of man who made mistakes. He was calculated,, cold, and completely unattached, he kept women at a comfortable, manageable distance. To finalize the multi-billion-dollar merger, his future business partner imposed one absurd condition: Adam had to be married. He didn't want a wife. But he wanted to close the deal. As if the pressure weren’t enough, his business partner had taken it upon himself to not only arrange but choose the woman Adam was expected to marry—stripping away even the illusion of choice. He never expected Sofia Everhart, his soon-to-be wife, to be the same woman he had a one-night stand with. The one who vanished without a trace. The same woman he hadn't been able to forget. And suddenly, his face darkened, his eyes turning cold. Excerpt: "You can't be my wife," Adam said sharply, his voice like ice. Sofia lifted her chin, meeting his gaze even as her knees threatened to give out. "You just need an accessory wife, right? So what's the problem?" His expression hardened. "Because you're not a virgin. That was one of the conditions." The words cut like glass. The courtroom fell into stunned silence. The judge, his business partner, and her best friends frozen in disbelief, while Adam’s best friend shifted uneasily in the corner, unsure where to look. Sofia slapped him hard, furious at the fact that Adam knew he had been her first. And now, he looked at her with smug disdain, as if she were someone unworthy to become his bride. Then she turned around and walked out, refusing to let him see the tears stinging her eyes. She needed the money to save her parents' house. In three days, the bank would take it, and with it, the last memory of the family she had lost. She might have lost everything, but she would never beg. Not from the billionaire who took her virginity and looked at her like she was nothing. Adam stood frozen, yet an amused smile crept across his lips as he realized Sofia wasn't like the women who chased his name, his money, or his empire. She didn't cling. She didn't flatter. She walked away, and now, even though she needed him, she wasn't pretending to want him. Sofia needed his money. He needed a wife. And if she was bold enough to slap him and walk away, then she was bold enough to stand beside him in a world built on power, image, and illusion. Whether it broke her or not, Adam would make sure she played the role of his perfect wife. He vowed never to love, hiding his heart beneath the ice. She promised never to surrender, guarding her pride like armor. But when their hearts collided, neither shield could withstand the force of love. ————————————————— Disclaimer: This novel contains mature themes in later chapters. Reader discretion is advised. All names, places, and settings are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people, locations, or events is purely coincidental.

In a world where superpowers define destiny, Ellie and Callister are among thirty chosen students training to become humanity's shield against an unknown darkness. Fire and ice, light and shadow—their opposing powers should make them enemies. Instead, they find themselves drawn together by questions that no one else dares to ask. Some lights can only shine in the darkest night.

An Imperial Scholar by day. An assassin by night. The World of Cultivation has changed. Elemental Mancers. Flux Mancers. Spirit Mancers. Soul Mancers. Raining down fire and splitting oceans. Destroying mountains with a single stomp and calming skies with a glance. Controlling the tides of Karma, while wielding the souls of others like a puppeteer tugging on the Lines of Fate. The most mysterious of them all were Spirit Mancers, a truth that Theron was more than intimately familiar with. Due to one's Tribulation, his life was turned upside down. His family, his rage, his somber sadness becoming nothing more than Bad Karma's fuel for a madman. He was once a gentle young man, a non-combative Water Mancer who wanted nothing more than to read his novels to the sound of the rain and one day become an Imperial Scholar. But now... Everything had changed. He donned a cloak in the silent night as the clouds above gathered. Pulling its hood over his chilling blue eyes, he stalked off into the darkness. The first droplets fell. He would become the nightmare of his enemies, the blade hidden in the shadows of Heaven's tears. The River of the Night.

What happens when two strong-headed.who can't even stand each other's existence—are suddenly bound by the most sacred yet coldest bond of all… marriage? Welcome to the world of Tara Bansal, a smart, spirited, and emotionally rich girl with a sarcastic tongue and a heart that often hides behind her sass. And meet Vikram Suryavanshi, the cold, controlled, and commanding CEO who doesn’t just walk into a room—he owns it. Their wedding night wasn’t a dream—it was a disaster. No candlelight, no love, just icy silence, shared glances of irritation, and a mental checklist of regrets. They didn’t choose each other. Destiny—or rather, family drama, power games, and past secrets—chose for them. But what starts as a deal, slowly begins to crack open. --- Inside the Suryavanshi mansion, drama simmers behind every closed door. Tara, the new bride, tries to adjust between fake smiles and real heartbreaks. She isn’t here to impress anyone—not Vikram, not his Dadi, and definitely not the high-class whispers of society. Yet somehow, her natural warmth begins to thaw frozen hearts, even the one Vikram claims he doesn’t have. Vikram, despite being sharp and stone-hearted, finds his carefully curated world disturbed by Tara’s unexpected presence. Her words trigger him. Her silence haunts him. And her vulnerability—though she hides it fiercely—touches him in places he didn’t know existed anymore. Their chemistry is chaotic. They fight. They taunt. They draw pillow walls in bed. And yet… they wake up hugging each other without even knowing how it happened. --- But this isn’t just about a cold marriage turning warm. It’s about: Unspoken traumas Unintentional care Growing attachment masked as hatred The fear of love and the fear of losing it When Tara laughs with kids, Vikram watches. When Tara gets close to Prithvi—Vikram’s rival—Vikram burns with jealousy he can’t explain. And when almost-kisses turn into real confusions… the heartbeats grow louder. But just when things begin to shift—when stolen glances almost become confessions—life throws a twist. Prithvi’s growing closeness. Vikram’s bottled-up pain. And Tara’s unknown storm that still hasn’t hit the story yet… The journey from hate to hesitation, from awkward eye contact to sleepless tangled nights—is slow, spicy, and stunningly emotional. --- This isn’t a love story. It’s a battle of egos that falls into something dangerously close to love. It’s The Coldest Wedding Night— Where hearts collide. Secrets hide. And love… doesn’t knock. It breaks the damn door.

Elijah wants power the kind that can’t be stolen, only earned. he fights his way into Meylin Academy, a merciless institution where magic is forged through trials. Here, talent means nothing without grit, and even the strongest break under pressure. Teaming up with Natski, a fire mage whose flames burn him as much as his enemies, and Nolan, a knight’s heir running from his past, Elijah battles ______________________ I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

THE ZOMBIE NIGHT (2324) — A story of love, loss, and the weight of redemption. Whether it was the blood of the undead or that of the living, Sam had spilled both. She had lived a life dancing on the edge of death — fearless, relentless. But in the end, when all she needed was the comfort of those she called her own… …they were the ones who abandoned her. They say one incident can change your life forever. That’s not just a saying — it’s my truth. One single moment turned my world into ashes. It stole my family… my friends… and the love of my life — along with my ability to trust. I’m Sam, a girl once full of life, once full of joy. But then, Mon happened. She didn’t break me — no. She walked into my shattered world and gave me two emotions: Pain… and happiness in the midst of pain. I was a police officer once. A proud one. But after one deadly mission — I became a criminal in the eyes of my own country. I didn’t kill for joy. But yes… I killed. 200 people. In one day. That day came to be known as the “Mumbai 2020 Massacre.” Blood flowed like a river. And my name… became a curse. Someone I once trusted tracked me all the way to America, seeking revenge. But destiny had its own twisted plans — a zombie outbreak tore the city apart, and with it, my hunter's mission crumbled into chaos. Now I’m left with a question heavier than any bullet I’ve ever fired — Can I find happiness again? Can I ever reclaim the love I had with Mon? Or will I die buried beneath the weight of my sins and regrets? A soldier, a lover, a fugitive… and now, a survivor in a world gone mad. “The Zombie Night (2324)” is a story soaked in emotion, conflict, and a haunting past — Where every choice echoes, every wound bleeds memory, and every heart still dares to hope… for redemption. Will Sam get her second chance? Or will her past be the end of her?

The Story of friends having vacation in the forest but one challenge made by themselves, made them lose their two friend. But then, one girl from the group went back to that forest in search for them after year, will she find any clue? or she'll be in danger too? The night is dark enough to change their fate. -------------------------------------------------- "don't waste your diamonds like that baby" "i hate you" "the vengeance has begun" "i will take what's mine"

Long ago, the war between light and darkness nearly shattered the heavens. A prophecy emerged from the chaos—one that promised an end to the night, and with it, the fall of darkness itself. But in the Dark Realm, a child is born beneath an eclipsed moon. Destined to become the next Night Queen, she enters a world where power is survival and trust is a luxury. Her court is a nest of vipers—nobles who manipulate from the shadows, and winged princes who rule the skies with cruel elegance. To claim her throne, she must navigate betrayal, seduction, and ancient magic rooted in blood. Her only solace lies in the moon, a shimmering gateway to the Light Realm. There, she first glimpses the Sun Princess—a luminous figure raised in a realm of purity and order. Though divided by prophecy and purpose, their lives become inextricably entwined. As a celestial war looms and the prophecy threatens to erase the night itself, two women—one forged in shadow, the other born of light—must decide whether to destroy each other or rise together against a fate that would see them both undone. Rise of the Night Queen is a sweeping tale of cosmic intrigue, forbidden friendship, and the power that lives in the balance between darkness and light.

In a city that never sleeps — and never dreams — a series of mysterious murders begins to unfold. No witnesses. No fingerprints. No clues. Only one sign left behind: the number 17. Detective Soren Blackwell, known for his cold logic and piercing eyes, is assigned to the case. But the deeper he digs, the more he realizes… the truth is watching him, too.

Under the blood-red moon, ancient pacts fracture and long-buried secrets awaken. For centuries, vampires and werewolves—the Nightkins—have maintained a fragile truce, bound by a single, terrible promise: to keep the ancient Vault sealed at any cost. But that promise is broken when David Ramirez, a haunted hunter marked by a family curse, stumbles upon the Vault’s location. Driven by vengeance for his sister’s murder at the claws of a rogue Nightkin, David is determined to uncover the truth behind the supernatural war that has raged in the shadows for generations. Alongside Priya Shah, a scholar of forbidden runes whose family has guarded the Vault for centuries, David is pulled into a deadly game between monsters older than empires. Vampires seek to harness the Vault’s secrets to break their own ancient limitations. Werewolves fight to destroy it before it can unearth a power that could enslave them all. As alliances shatter and old rivalries reignite, something stirs beneath the earth—something hungry, cunning, and older than both vampire and werewolf kind. The Vault was not merely a prison, but a door. And now it has begun to open. Hunted by both factions, David and Priya must navigate a world of blood oaths, ancient magic, and predatory politics. Betrayal lurks in every shadow, and the difference between friend and foe is written in blood. But there is one truth neither side will admit: *the Nightkins were not the first monsters, only the next.* And the true legacy waiting to be claimed may doom them all. ---

Check the basement. Behind the mirror.” Margaret thought marriage would bring her peace. But one night, she stumbles on a psychiatric report with her husband’s name—and a diagnosis: Dissociative Identity Disorder. As chilling memories return and disturbing signs surface, Margaret discovers a horrifying truth—Frank isn’t just hiding a second identity… he might be hiding a body count. When voices whisper from the mirror and strangers claim she’s part of a secret experiment, Margaret must unravel a past that was erased… and survive a future that's already been planned for her. In this house, what you forget can kill you.

Eighteen-year-old Minjun has never fit into the mold his parents dreamed for him. While his friends chase university acceptances and stable futures, Minjun stands alone on a rain-soaked Seoul rooftop, whispering his hopes to the night sky and scribbling lyrics into a battered notebook. He’s not just another boy who wants to be a K-pop idol — he wants to write his own songs, sing his own truth, and stand under the stage lights as his own kind of star. When a small but influential entertainment company unexpectedly invites him for an audition, Minjun thinks this might finally be his chance. But inside the dazzling world of K-pop, dreams cost more than just time and talent — they demand sacrifice, secrecy, and the strength to stand up every time the industry knocks him down. As Minjun fights for a spot on the trainee roster, he navigates brutal competition, midnight rehearsals, and hidden rivalries that could break his spirit or make him stronger than ever. Along the way, he forges fragile friendships, clashes with idols who see him as a threat, and discovers how far he’s willing to go to keep his songs his own — in an industry where even dreams can be manufactured. Idol of the Night is a raw, heartfelt journey through the shadows behind the spotlight — a story about finding your voice when everyone wants to rewrite your song, and the courage it takes to stand alone under the brightest lights.

Trabajar de noche en un Konbini es una basura, luces fluorescentes que parecen convulsionar de aburrimiento, clientes borrachos, café frío y una compañera de turno que parece salida de un doujinshi mal escrito. Aoi, una mocosa con collar de perro y sonrisa de tiburón, que debería estar muerta pero en vez de eso, no deja de molestarme con sus estupideces. ¿Lo peor? Entre discusiones sobre fetiches, combos suicidas, tormentas que parecen el fin del mundo y venderle basura a personas que parecen fantasmas, empecé a darme cuenta de algo: odio este trabajo, odio mi vida... y la odio a ella, pero tal vez, no la odio tanto como debería. Mierda. ADVERTENCIA DE CONTENIDO SENSIBLE Esta historia aborda temas como el suicidio, la depresión, el acoso y la salud mental de forma directa. Se utiliza humor oscuro, lenguaje sarcástico y crudo para explorar estos temas, lo que podría considerarse insensible para algunas personas. Si este contenido puede afectarte, considera leer con precaución. HISTORIA SEMI-LINEAL Esta obra es episódica: cada capítulo funciona como una historia independiente por lo que puedes leerlos en el orden que prefieras, pero se recomienda seguir el orden de publicación para apreciar el desarrollo de los personajes principales. EDAD RECOMENDADA Esta novela ligera está dirigida a un público mayor de 16 años. Contiene situaciones, lenguaje y temas que pueden no ser aptos para menores de edad. DERECHOS DE AUTOR Night Shift at the Konbini es una obra original. Tanto la historia como los personajes que aparecen en esta, están protegidos por los derechos de autor por lo que queda prohibida su venta, distribución, traducción o adaptación total/parcial sin autorización escrita del autor.

The Unseen: The Bride of the Night Synopsis: On the morning of her forced wedding, eighteen-year-old Asiya runs—not toward freedom, but into the waiting jaws of something ancient. Fleeing her father’s control and the ghosts of a past no one believes, she finds herself drawn to a mansion that shouldn’t exist—a place that breathes, remembers, and chooses its own inhabitants. Inside, she meets Rael: a cursed vampire-jinn prince bound to a dying house, abandoned by a runaway bride, and days away from losing his power forever. Desperate to survive, Rael offers Asiya a deal: marry him by contract, and he’ll protect her from the life she left behind. But this house doesn’t just shelter secrets—it feeds on them. Asiya begins to lose her memories. Whispers echo through the halls. And the bride who fled before her may not have escaped at all. As the house wakes, pulsing with wrath and longing, Asiya must unravel a century-old betrayal—and decide whether she’s a sacrifice, a savior, or something far more dangerous. Because in this house, nothing stays buried. And no bride walks away unchanged.

From the dawn of time, the boundary between Heaven and Hell had been clearly fined. Once every thousand years, the Day of Judgement - the day when supreme justice is carried out, when the souls of mortals are judged, and when the order of the world is forever altered - takes place. The gates of Heaven always remain open for righteous souls, those who hold unwavering faith in the light. Meanwhile, sinners must pay the price for their crimes, cast into the depths of Hell, whether they want to deny or escaped from the truth. However, God is merciful to those who sincerely repent and strive to refairn from committing forbidden acts. They will be considered for absolution in the next Day of Judgement. Yet, it's difficult to abandon cruelty when it has seeped into one's very blood. From desperate attempts to escape Hell to uprisings in the mortal realm and even in Heaven, chaos was inevitable. Then they appeared - the first demons born from Hell - who made the choice to fight along side Heaven. And, of course, there were conditions. They crush the rebels, asserted dominance over them and gradually became the ruler of Hell. They came to be know as a family of fierce, determined and powerful Hellborn - yet ones who still retained their conscience - the Darker Family.

Kael, who witnessed the death of his father—betrayed and humiliated by those he once called friends and the very emperors he served—watched as the kingdom led by his father was burned to the ground, and the home he grew up in reduced to ashes. This planted a deep stake of vengeance in his heart. He swore that he would make them pay for everything, dragging each one of them into the deepest pits of hell.

One second I was falling down the stairs of my apartment with a half-eaten meal and a romance novel in hand, The next, I woke up naked in bed with a man I didn’t know... in a body that wasn’t mine. Worse? That man is Killian Raventon, the most feared Duke in the empire. Colder than winter, deadlier than war, and famous for never touching a woman more than once. Except this time… we’re married. I’ve transmigrated into the body of Lady Evelyn Wrenford, a spoiled noblewoman with a reputation for scandal and a fate sealed in disgrace. She was supposed to disappear after this drunken mistake. But now I’m Evelyn. And the Duke thinks I seduced him into marriage. The court wants me humiliated. His sister wants me destroyed. And Killian? He wants to unravel my secrets one slow touch at a time. But what no one knows is I’m not the real Evelyn. And I think I brought magic back with me.

"People don't live in darkness, darkness lives in them." Aizea is just another girl in the mysterious kingdom of Zaayes, where sound (rather, the sense of hearing) vanishes as soon as night falls - for everyone but Aizea. However, with this vicious secret finely hidden for years, Aizea, with her unique beauty, has caught the eye and the heart of her otherwise good friend - the handsome Andre, who has captured the hearts of almost every other girl in Zaayes; but for the one girl his shifter spirit craves for. Their friendship doesn't even get bitter despite the intrusion of these myriad of emotions; until, one fine night, the secret is spilled... Aizea has to choose between the much feared forests drenched in cold darkness which fringe their kingdom, and the wild darkness that claws its way out of the serene covers of the people that she had been holding close to her heart for all these years. What does she choose as she hears the night call her from the dark depths of the woods?

On a silent midnight walk home, a man begins to experience strange, unexplainable disturbances—whispers in the dark, shifting shadows, and dreams that feel far too real. As the line between reality and nightmare begins to blur, he comes to a chilling realization: he’s not the only one watching the night—something is watching him back.

This book is about a 15 year old boy who is trying to survive in a world where people have gone corrupted and kill to survive

Every night, I have dreams… or nightmares, I’m not sure anymore. They keep coming back, again and again, in different shapes but always with the same strange feeling when I wake up. This collection is a series of one-shots with scenes stolen from my nights. Fragments of myself I don’t always understand, but that I try to listen to.

Evans Diamond vivait une vie insouciante et ne manquant de rien. Jusqu'au jour où il fut au courant du secret sombre de ses parents. Une sorte de secte vouant un culte à des ombres maléfiques. Il fut soumis de force à ce culte en me transformant en ombre. Mais il réussi à garder une part humaine et devint un être mi-humain, mi-ombre. Chaque nuit il doit survivre et échapper à ces ombres qui le surveillent le jour et l'attaque la nuit, bien décider à faire de lui l'un des leurs........

Two families’ children were switched at birth. One of the families is a household that does business, and the other is a household of a marquis. There is a vast difference in status. Unfortunately, Yu Xiang transmigrated as a person that was originally from a business household and was brought up in marquis’s residence. As soon as she arrived, the truth about her lineage was exposed, her legs were disabled, and she was still bearing the reputation of “the unlucky star”. In desperation, she had to hug her elder brother’s thigh firmly and attempt to live her days first. When the original daughter of the marquis’s family returns, Yu Xiang will return the position to her. A few years later, the original daughter returned, Yu Xiang was prepared to leave, but she found that her technique of holding his thighs was too professional. Her older brother refused to let her go! The marquis concealed his smile with the wine cup: How can his pampered wife, that grew up with him, leave whenever she wants? *** The novel and cover photo are not mine .