Novel & Cerita Night Road Book Review

"Duly noted, and no snoring, I like having a peaceful night sleep." Nikolai scoffed and turned off the bedside lamp on his side, but I leaned over to switch on mine. I wasn’t ready to sleep yet. My nerves were still buzzing, and I needed something to distract me. To distract me from all this, from Nikolai and his family and my own thoughts. I reached for one of the books I’d brought with me from home. "The Housemaid" by Freida McFadden. The author that Leo and I had talked about during dinner.

“I’ll come with you.” Niel drove us to a restaurant where we ate dinner before hitting the road around eight in the night for a ten-hour journey to the north. The car was dead silent. The two boys didn’t like that we had to travel at night, contrary to their plan, because of me. A ten-hour journey was like a death sentence to me because I had never left the Phoenix Pack before. I have had fantasies of traveling and seeing the world and could have been excited, but the situation was different now. I was willingly stepping into the den of hungry northerners.

They were really going to be alone, but Olivia didn't have anything to worry about, as Zayden was with her. "What are your thoughts? Am I an amateur pilot?" asked Zayden. "I think you're better suited as a pilot," Olivia replied, making them both chuckle. Olivia was amazed at the sight of the tall buildings below, which now looked small to her eyes. "Wow, it's beautiful," said Olivia. "Especially during night flights, the view of the beautiful night lights is more beautiful," Zayden said. "Yes, I can imagine. I feel the stars and the moon closer," Olivia said.

“A man peacefully sleeping in such a fancy car by the side of the road by this time of the day? He must’ve been drunk. I said to myself. I admired the car from afar and walked to the hostel. It was unusually quiet when I stepped into the living room, I moved to the table lamp and switched it on bringing light into the atmosphere. Where was everybody? I sighed heavily and dropped my bag and the books I held on the sofa, removed my shoes and neatly kept them on a shoe rack like Denise always advised us to. I could feel a twinge of pain around my right forearm and left shoulder that must’ve been from the heavy books I held and the bag on my shoulders. I rubbed it while letting out a groan but t

It sat on my vanity, the white leather glowing with a faint, ghostly luminescence. “Ting.” The sound was soft, almost mournful. Task Thirty-Two: The Mother’s Audit. The Ledger is not a list of names. It is a map of the ‘Void-Nodes’ currently growing inside the North’s children. To stop the spread, you must find the ‘First Infection.’ Follow the silver thread that leads out of your window. I looked at the book, then at my sleeping husband. If I woke him, he’d burn the book and forbid me from leaving. He’d try to fight a ghost with a sword again.

I'm quiet because I actually feel guilty about all of this, I feel like I would have been able to do something. “No, that's not it, mom. I'm not scared of the news, and I will not get any nightmares,” I say and mom smiles. “Goodnight honey!” mom says and I wave, “Goodnight mom,” I say. She flips my light switch off and darkness floods the entire room. I turn off my phone and now I'm in absolute darkness, the kind of darkness where I can't even tell whether I'm lying or standing. After a few seconds of counting sheep, I fade. into my subconscious, gradually.

Although Nathaniel had given me permission to stay out late, it was of no use. I was going to go upstairs, drink water, sleep, and in the morning, I would figure out what came next. Mainly because that was all I could do right now. But first, I would have to call Pamela. She needs to understand that Elliot tricked me. The lights were on in the living room. I almost walked past because Nathaniel always had the lights on for some reason; he often left them on when he fell asleep, resting on the couch after a long shift. I had covered him with a blanket more times than I could count over the past two years.

I would be bringing back the debt. So I picked up another stone. --- ### The First Night Night fell, and for the first time, it was truly dark. There were no glowing LEDs in the sky. No "Night-Cycle" filters. The world simply turned away from the sun, and the stars came out. Millions of them. They were tiny, cold, and infinitely far away. We sat around the fire. The smell of woodsmoke filled the air. It was a sharp, biting smell that made my eyes water. We didn't have food, only the water from the stream, but the warmth of the fire kept the fear at bay.

Bianca smiled, glad that her best friend was planning a surprise for her, maybe there was hope for their friendship she thought as they rushed out when Adrian kept honking and yelling at them to hurry up. They started their journey to the cabin. “Pregame?” Giana asked as she brought out a bottle of vodka from her bag pack. “Hell yeah!” Adrian said as he grabbed the bottle. “I don't think the driver should be drinking.” Bianca started. “I also thought we left our parents back at home, yet here you are.” Adrian mocked, everyone laughed, as he took a drink handed the bottle to Matteo, who was sitting shotgun. The group was drinking, smoking weed, yelling, and laughing. Even the uptight Bianca h