Nights X Sonic Novels & Stories

"I'll pick you up tomorrow with Mom, okay? I'll be there seven in the morning sharp-" "Six-thirty, we don't want to be late because of traffic." Giselle hears a loud rumbling noise coming from Yvonne's background and the sound of her mother probably gasping at the sight of her room, "Yvonne! Hay nako tong batang to!" "Sure thing Azura, I have to go! Momzilla is here, bye!" Yvonne chuckles slightly before the line goes silent. So this morning, Giselle felt grateful for her decision to own a lot of hoodies. It is the only way that one can conceal themselves as it had always worked in movies and books.

Siren’s POV The chat is buzzing tonight, tips pinging faster than usual, and Echo has vanished again for over an hour doing “paperwork” like the last three times we’ve been here. He always tells me to play, to get ready for him, and then I end up falling asleep waiting. I’m determined not to drift off this time. I know something is going on with the business. Echo invests in this place just as the guys invest in the clubhouse. They send customers back and forth, a steady stream of leather and lace crossing paths.