Noob X Guest Novels & Stories

she requested in a very apologetic tone since she had to interrupt Xander's busy schedule. "Sure! Open your cam." After hearing that, the guests became so delighted that they almost squeak. Gabbie obeyed him as she turned her camera on. She gave her phone to the stirred-up people and they all talked with him. Well, Nicole didn't join. She sat by the couch and make headway to drink her coffee while the other judges swarmed over the phone screen. "Thank you for appreciating my wife's work. She definitely is amazing at everything she does." That's Xander enjoying his praises.

My heart felt hollow, a void where emotions once resided. I'd always imagined that true despair would manifest in a torrent of tears. But there were none. Only a numb, aching silence. "How could the gift be broken?" "It's rude to do that to a guest..." My gaze snapped into focus. Several guests stood before me, their expressions disapproving, their attention drawn to Susan Wenger's feigned distress. I stopped Xavier, who was about to intervene, offering him a thin, polite smile. "I apologize for the disturbance. But, if a guest arrives with ill intentions, I don't believe we should extend polite treatment, do we?"

Why was he here too? With a puzzled expression, Noelle did not hesitate to approach them. "Mr. Smith, Mr. Bob Smith!" she greeted. Sean, ever the picture of innocence, reached out for a handshake. "Noelle, good evening!" He then quickly added, "I hope you don't mind. I brought another guest with me." Noelle's lips curled into a smile, her eyes twinkling with amusement as she turned to Bob. "Not at all. We're honored to have Mr. Bob Smith in our home. Anyway, I'm not the one cooking today."

“Just message me on my social media account if you need something else.” I nodded my head subconsciously, trying to take back my senses. Since my room is soundproof, I can’t shout, so we use social media accounts to send messages to each other. “I’ll go now. I’m just in my room,” he whispered before leaving my room. “Okay? What’s with the forehead kiss?” I uttered when I finally regained consciousness. Upon arriving at one of the most luxurious resorts, I saw tons of guests and most of them looked like a multi-millionaire but what caught my attention was the person who’s called Zeno.

—cheesy as hell, but the room roared anyway. When the host called for a break, Mara grabbed the mic again. “Okay, listen up,” she said, voice carrying over the chatter. “We’ve got a special guest tonight. Not reading—just here. Dante Cruz and Eli Summers. They’re the reason we’re all crammed in here instead of doing normal Friday shit. So if you’ve got love, give it. If you’ve got questions, keep them to yourself. And if you’ve got hate… door’s that way.”

I try to forget about my stupid step brother's actions from earlier and keep Liam, the new bane of my existence, at the back of my mind throughout the game, not until the announcement on the PA system. "Ladies and gentlemen, we have a really special guest in the house. Billionaire, Playboy. Pretty boy Liam!," the announcer rambles through the speakers. “I suggest you fellows hold your girlfriends and wives tightly because they might just not return home to you tonight," I roll my eyes in disgust and look away from the large screen displaying the hugglemonster's face flocked by a crowd of silly girls screaming their lungs out and drooling over him. Damn! I came here to cool off but here he is

“Sorry for making you guys wait.” I was about to speak when Zia reached out her hand and shook his. “It’s nice to finally meet you, President Radley Tian.” “Oh, you know my name!” he gleefully replied in his strange accent. Then, he invited us in. “Guys, today’s guests are The Forensic Club,” he announced, smiling. And then, he turned to me and said, “We were having a practice game earlier. That’s why we can’t answer the door. Ah, you may call me Red if Radley’s long for you.”

the guest tugged me towards an empty room. “No!” I struggled out of his grip. I turned and ran without looking and crashed face first into a warm, solid chest. Gentle hands steadied me. I looked up into Leo's furious face. “What's going on here?” Leo demanded. “I was just celebrating, Alpha Leo,” the guest stammered. “She said no,” Leo growled. The sound vibrated through my chest. “Get out of my sight!” The guest fled. I shivered as I stared up at Leo.

And I had to look for a cab. I saw a cab and waved at it. It stopped. “The Nearest hotel please,” I said carrying my bag and a sleepy Carrie with me. “Sure.” He replied with a smile. I got in, I knew this was all that Xavier was doing. The bastard, he wasn’t going to stop, was he? Soon Carrie was fully asleep. I sighed in frustration. I felt someone's hand suddenly over my nose, he or she placed a cloth on my nose, I tried to scream but it came out as muffles.

At least, I used to think so, and I was not alone in that opinion. The silence continued as Nox stood in Liam's way. I began to wonder what would happen next. Then he spoke finally. "You're a guest here, Liam Rudd." The words came out soft. But the warning in his tone was evident. Liam's jaw clenched. "I'm aware," he replied. "Are you testing me then?" Nox chided. "Checking to see how bad a host I can be?" Without waiting for a reply, he went on, "Guests don't move about like they own the place, you know!"