Night Manager Novels & Stories

"Someone out there still want you leave and you need to act fast Ai. You are brave and I trust yo could do this. Expose the person to the world Ai." "Who is the person? Spill out the fucking name." I screamed out. "The person is –" "Your time is up." We both looked towards the direction with my widened eyes. "Who Brad?" I turned back to him as I ignored the short, chubby warder in his cream and green uniform. "Who?" I exclaimed in a verge of tears.

She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. Elena Singh was a 22 years old working woman like every normal women but was her life really normal like others? She was unique, she was talented, she was brave, she was independent yet she was terrified, not of anyone else but herself. Why? Because she saw dreams, or you can call them nightmar JJes, and because whatever she dreams comes true. Lately, She gets these weirdly terrifying nightmares which are scarier than any other nightmare she saw. Only if she knew, the MAN in her nightmare will soon turn her whole existence in to a living nightmare.

He was giving me his support and comfort while I wasn't even sure if I loved him. Either way, I lay with guilt shadowing me as I breathed in Ash's scent and basked in his warmth. I lay with Ash for what seemed like hours until I finally fell into a restless sleep. But what felt like a second after falling into snooze vill I hear a loud bang which causes me to startle upright. Ash arm jerks around my waist but he otherwise barely moves as Bray flicks on the light. "Get up! Embers gone" then he stalked away, looking more furious then an old cranky guy being woken at 2 in the morning.

Tabitha called. “Yes, Mrs. Morgan?” “Can you get me the phone number to call my husband?” “I sure can. I’ll be right back,” she said with a warm smile. When the nurse returned, she handed her a piece of paper and the room’s phone. She showed her how to use it and left the room. Tabitha picked up the phone and dialed the number. She found she was nervous to do this. “Hello?” she heard a man ask. “Yes, is this Mark?”

Tick! The clock ticked! The table clock on Juana's chest drawer, and immediately her alarm watch rang too.Juana thought it was her birthday already, but it was still so dark and she had barely kept her eyes awake. She stopped the alarm, it was just 10pm, tomorrow was her birthday.

He will need one for himself. He saw one. “Em,” he looked at the bouncer up and down. “I require your services. Can I get a private room here? My girlfriend needs to rest.” He hides Betty's face from the bouncer’s prying eyes. He wouldn’t want to be suspicious now. Would he? The bouncer grunts, stepping to the side. “A room for five. Not more than. Fees will be brought to you by dawn. My tip included.” Nick rolled his eyes. Just what do these people think he is? Is it because he didn’t bring his guards along? They weren’t needed for small missions like this. He eyes the door. “Do you mind?”

I only muster a small smile and enter the room, closing the door behind me. She is still watching me cautiously as I rest my back on the closed door, breathing heavily. Her long dark hair forms a veil around her face as she watches me from beneath her lashes. I read her nametag and nodded to myself. Jenny Green of Nightlight pack. The name is familiar to me, they are a small pack, one of the smallest in the country. Much smaller than ours. No wonder she is reserved. I offer her a smile, hoping she would see that I am harmless.

A smile washes over my face as his rough voice floods the space, and I can just imagine his tired, haggard face. “Because not only are you the weapons manufacturer,” he continues, “you’re also a Nero. And you’ve managed to bag the only other Nero in the galaxy they know about. I think you could stand to learn a little humility, Nova.” “Slag, Edan, you’re alive!” I say, relief flooding through me. “Are the others okay?” “What the void, Nova?” Zayne’s voice speaks through the overhead sound system. “You can’t just go and disappear like that and then make a major outing on The Black Hole of Truth. Are you trying to give everyone a slam heart attack?”

The gaurd was admitted to the ward where a seemingly unassuming lad handled the admission procedures and delivered a note and a bank card that was specially addressed to the chief plastic surgeon. The note read- This order comes from the Night Lord- The man before you needs a makeover. Destroy his records once you are done. No one should be able to trace him down. This card is your reward. Any flaws and I will be visiting you. At the same time, the authorities reached the forest as requested by Night Wing; they were hoping to rub shoulders with the Night Lord and establish a relationship. However, they were destined to be disappointed. Chris was almost home, he had promised his dear wife tha

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