Novel & Cerita Mister Night

Giving instructions to the butler and other helpers, Xavier hopped inside his car and started his journey. Mr. Night, the elder master of the night family. A healthy and strong minded man at the age of 85 had conquered everything. A luxurious life, never ending wealth and above all RESPECT. He was married to his childhood sweetheart, Mrs. Alexis who died five years back leaving him behind all alone. Mr. Night had only one son. Due to some health issues, late Mrs. Alexis couldn't breed any more children.

] The man urged his only grandson with so much enthusiasm. “I just woke up, Grandpa. Just say why.” [Ow, you’re such a buzzkill.] “I’d like to remind you where I got that attitude from.” He shot back. [Hmm, fair enough. I am calling to ask how last night went. How was it? Matty? My men here alerted me about a woman who entered your suite around 10 PM and left around five. Please tell me you’ve done it. May I remind you, you’re thirty next month.]

Mister didn't want to admit it, but that 'I don't give a damn' attitude really pissed him off. He knew that they were scared of him and he didn't understand why they wouldn't just give up and go home. Mister wondered to himself if they were really going to stick it out and stay, or if he'd catch them running away in the night. It didn't matter to him either way because one way or the other he was going to end this shit with Caine for good in two day's time.

Everyone could now see him, including myself. What? With the way my Asian 'friend' had explained his attributes, I was expecting to see a middle aged ugly and grumpy looking giant. But standing before us all was just a young, – probably in his mid twenties like myself – overly handsome, averagely built and sexy looking man. He was nothing like the description I had received. But – how ...how can someone of such beauty be so gruesome and cold hearted? "As most of you might have heard of, I am Sirius Night, Alpha of the Nightshade pack." He said, his voice was like the most beautiful song I have ever heard, yet it held a commanding tone that mustn't be messed with.

“Estelle? Did you hear me?” “Well, yes. I miss you,” Estelle said. “I miss you too,” Mr. Mysterious said as he hugged her more tightly. “I’ve never looked forward to the coming of the night so much. In the past, I would feel lonely and depressed at night. But now I won’t. I like the night most and enjoy it because I can come to see you at night.” Hearing this, Estelle didn’t say anything or move and just let him hug her this way.

"Yes Mister A." Nick hung up. He rubbed his forehead and then his eyes again. He probably looked like crap, and smelled like on too. The shirt he had slept in looked like something an animal had chew up and spit out. His head felt like that too. "Hi." He heard her voice coming from the direction of his bedroom. He hung his head. Just great. "You're still here?" It was a rather cool evening, her shawl wrapped perfectly round her shoulders. She stepped up to the man holding the guest list with a smile on her face. "Miss Lawes." He said in recognition. No need to look over the sheet for her name.