John Egbert Room Novels & Stories

“You are in the correct place, sir. The fifth and sixth floors of the west wing are used for families while those same two floors on the east are used for adults without pups. Jeremy is room 5 in pod E. He’s the last pod you come to before the therapeutic play room.” She points behind her, a wall with a door and two very large windows can be seen straight back with rooms to each side creating a circle around the nurse’s station. I thank her for her assistance and start making my way back towards the rooms. I’m shocked to see so many rooms filled on what I had assumed was going to be a ghost floor.

My eyes travelled to the signage on the room’s door. Room Number: 401 Patient’s Name: Zion Watts

There isn’t any indication this room is for a boy or a girl which means Eric has this nursery made long before he ever met Debbie. My silence stretches on for a beat too long. Eric clears his throat. “I found the ultrasound picture in your purse. I thought if maybe the child could be revived, he or she would need a place to stay,” Eric says trying to keep his tone level, but it’s the most emotional I’ve ever heard him. This room was always made for Debbie. This understanding paired with the revealed information that Mia never lived with Eric, never shared a bed with him, makes the idea of me sleeping in my old room with him much more bearable.

Only God knows how much I don't want to be here; at least it shouldn't concern Ethan. Even though I tried to lessen my pace, I still found myself in front of the room; I could hear the low music that was coming from the place. The room door looked very different from the rest, and I needed no one to tell me that this was the presidential space that has always been talked about. I cleared my throat, rearranged my skirt, and then flashed the card across the scanner; a beep sound came, and the door unbolted. The moment I stepped in, I felt everyone freeze.

Thinking of this, his heart couldn't help but throb. The Presidential Suite of the Hilton Hotel was located in Room 818. It was on the east side of the floor, and there were some VIP rooms on the west side. Room 819 was the room he had booked for John. He did not expect Jenna to book Weldon into Room 820. Those rooms were almost next to each other. It was so dangerous! Thinking of this, Hansen was flustered and he hurriedly dialed Jenna's number to tell her not to come, but he couldn't reach Jenna no matter how he tried.

Standing up straight, I slightly avoided his gaze. The sound of the elevator opening. It turned out that I was thinking about many things in the short time that the elevator ran. I take a deep breath. And then, I lead my way out of the elevator. The room that Bernie booked is the room on the top floor, the view is extremely beautiful, and not everyone with money can book. Bernie coughed lightly, and said: "This is my father's private room when he is here on business!" I opened my eyes wide: “Oh, I thought…”

A sexy female dj accompanied the music. Ertan looked at every available seat there—people who were busy with their own parties. Not finding Aldric, Ertan climbed the stairs to the next floor. The man looked around, where on the second floor were many rooms. It was a private room. Ertan noticed Aldric's figure moving toward the third floor in the shadows, flanked by two club officers. Ertan silently followed him, and Aldric climbed the steps until he reached the third floor. He saw them lead Aldric to one of the rooms with a larger door. They entered the room and Ertan moved quickly to the door. Before the door of the room closed tightly, Ertan held the door with the tip of his boot until the

The gentleman looks surprised to find me there and then bows his head slightly before gazing at the guy I'm sharing the room with. "Oh, I'm sorry, Mr Campbell. I didn't mean to intrude, but I just wanted to inform you that we will be moving your father to the room next to this one." The attendant gives him a curt nod. "We use this room to store church and donated supplies, and I feel like there was a miscommunication on our part by our staff in conveying the correct location for the funeral services." The guy I know raises his hand confidently and waves the attendant off. "We'll move to that room, then." With another curd nod traded between them, the attendant leaves me alone with him. "I th

"Okay." Finally they walked through the place slowly, because there were many drunk men and women around. And some were even making love on the long sofas provided. To Eve, it was disgusting. But she strengthened her resolve for the sake of her beloved sister. Until they came to a room that said VVIP! Then she entered, along with Maira. Eve looked around the room there was a large sofa, there was a large TV, and there was also a room next to it, which seemed to be slightly open, Eve tried to see it but with this distance it was invisible. "What room is that?" she asked herself.

She says and I take that to mean that he is currently being entertained, but I don't care. “What room is he in?” I asked her as I slid another hundred across the bar and she took it. “Room 2D, it's right down that hallway.” She tells me. “Thank you.” I tell her and then I turn around and make my way down the hallway, the place is dimly lit and you can hear the debauchery going on in the rooms. I get to room 2D and to my luck, the door isn't locked so I don't need to break it down. I open the door to find Mike with his pants down while a girl that barely looks legal gives him a blow job.