Night Agent Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

It exhausted me to walk towards the hospital while suppressing my drowsiness. Drowsiness couldn’t win over me, especially when I switched to the night shift. I could already see the tall hospital building and the people in the waiting area; the ambulance at the entrance of the ER; and the families crying and handling the paperwork for the morgue. "Yhra, have you shifted?" The guard at the table joked with me as I approached for my time card. "Yes, it’s my first day on the night shift. Suddenly," I replied, then he checked my bag and signaled that it was okay.

My skin still crawl with filth, having the ghost of touch lingering around me like some demonic entity I couldn’t get rid of. Hours went by and Nancy asks for my permission if she could swing by her place to get fresh pairs of clothes. Though she promised she would be back in an hour or two. Also, I told mom to get herself some hot coffee or chocolate and it has only been five minutes since she was gone. I was alone for a moment when the curtains to my window fluttered even though there was no wind and I caught something moving from the corner of my eyes. My heart started to beat so rapidly, and the machine monitoring my vital signs beeped in a quick crescendo, matching my pulse. I was ready

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

Adam said gently. He was always like that. Adam never once messed with me. "Last night, you came to my room, opened the door, and took off my clothes, and you took off yours. We both enjoyed the night without me knowing that you were Adam. The lights were off so that I couldn't catch your reflection very well. I thought you were Gavin; I couldn't hear your sighs and whispers very well either. I might have. It felt different that night. But I didn't think much of it because, damn it, I enjoyed what you did to me," I said honestly. Adam was silent, and so was I. We faced each other in the room, remembering the sin we had committed.

I planned to replace all her panties with briefs, and aside from that, I was planning to take a picture of her while sleeping, thinking that maybe she would have an embarrassing sleeping habit, maybe she drools in her sleep or something, anything embarrassing that would make my revenge satisfying. It was just five in the morning when I decided to go to Yesha's room, so it was no wonder that there were few people outside their rooms. "This is it," I told myself when I was finally in front of Yesha's room. I tapped the key card I got from the receptionist and couldn't stop myself from cursing because of the sound it created, but whoever was inside probably was deep in her slumber and didn't no

As the first light of dawn painted the sky, Drew and Jette faced the uncertain day ahead—a day that held the promise of unraveling the mysteries that lingered in the shadows of dreams and the echoes of a past that seemed to resurface in the most unexpected ways. The dawn broke with hues of soft pinks and golds, casting a gentle glow upon the apartment as Jette and Drew sat on the edge of their bed, grappling with the residual unease from the night's disturbance. The old journal, a silent witness to the unfolding events, lay between them like a bridge between reality and the inexplicable. "Drew," Jette began, her voice tinged with a mixture of apprehension and determination, "the book from my

Nonetheless, inside the room, a person in a black school uniform was emitting a dark aura while staring intently at the picture of a beautiful woman smiling together with her cute little daughter, sitting on her lap. “Mom, I made a promise to you and Uncle Ben, but...” she gently touched the mirror that shows the reflection of a teenage boy and his obsidian eyes burning on fire. Clenching her palm, she said in a cold monotonous voice, “I, Zitrey d' Nightroad will definitely catch him! I really will!!!” The veins in her forehead bulging with rage were somehow gone when she heard a pleasing and concerning voice of a woman, “Zeth, it's still early in the morning. Did you have nightmares?”

Chapter 46 Honesty WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS (SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Zane woke up from the slight movements on the bed, interrupting her deep slumber. She was extremely tired after Nicholas ate her up all night that she had begged him to stop. Luckily he was an understanding man and let her off after they both came for the nth time.

I flip the lamp switch on and I glimpse at the alarm clock, “This can't be. What is the probability that this is also a coincidence?” It's 2:00 AM again. I woke up at exactly 2:00 AM the previous night after having a nightmare about the old lady, and today I woke up at the exact time as yesterday after having a nightmare about the same old.

Scarlett nodded, feeling uncertainty grow inside her. The next morning, as everyone woke up and the sun barely lit the camp, Alex had already made a decision: he had to protect Scarlett no matter what. What happened the night before hadn’t been an accident. The gorgon who had almost drowned Scarlett was a princess of the lake, and although Alex still didn’t understand why she had attacked her, he knew there had to be a reason—and he had to find out. And that meant that, at last, he would have to tell Scarlett the truth about the supernatural world… and about who had attacked her the night before. Scarlett stepped out of her tent with Leslie, feeling the morning chill on her skin. At that ver