Noob X Guest Novels & Stories

"Go ahead." "Her name is Nevena Bachvarov, a Bulgarian national on a tourist visa. She’s currently staying at 4A New Oak Guest House, Drench Lane, New Mexico." A glimmer of satisfaction crossed Breanna’s face as Sophia briefed the update, exuding an aura of professionalism. "Great work girl. Let’s move." After some few minutes~>>>>>{At Nevena's guest house} Breanna killed the engine and they approached the entrance. Sophia took the initiative and rang the doorbell continuously—but there was no response.

Ghost mutters, rubbing his temples like I’m giving him a migraine. I don’t trust her not to bolt the second I turn around. Hell, she’d probably shank me with a pool cue and skip out humming. “As soon as she goes back in that room,” I say, pointing at her like she’s a feral raccoon. She glares back, hard enough to melt steel. “Echo, we’ve got guests,” Knox tries again, barely holding in a laugh. “I’m sure they’ve seen worse,” I grumble, shrugging. King, Caleb, Queenie, they’re all smirking like this is premium entertainment. I couldn’t care less right now.

Confidently, Alice and Noah made their way to the VIP seats to approach Alex. However, they were stopped in their tracks when Nova addressed the guests with a microphone. Her loud voice echoed throughout the room. “I apologize for interrupting your time. We have just received word that an intruder has entered this party. Mr. Knight strictly forbids intruders from entering the Golden Era. Therefore, before we act to forcibly evict, we would like to ask the intruder to leave voluntarily,” Nova said, which surprised the guests.

"Cheers!" We drink as we laugh. "Some music please!" She says. I put on some house music and we started dancing to the loud music. We jump as we dance on the couch, throwing our heads back in laughter. I've not felt this happy in years. There is a loud knock on the door. Bruna and I quickly go to open the door to my first guest. "I came to see the-" The guest quickly shuts up when she sees my face. She's as startled as I am. "Becca?" "Sophie?" ^^^^

They trembled in fear while glancing anxiously at the masked-noble. “Ladies and gentlemen, the next show will start soon. This time, will the little rabbits escape from the predators? Who do you think will survive at the end of the story? Choose wisely! The result depends on you.” A black-masked man shouted on the stage next to the cage. He was the host of the event. “Ah, we also have a new guest. Gurion! A young lion who just arrived from a neighbouring country.” He shouted again in a jovial tone.

CHAPTER NINETY NINE: GHOST MODE NOVA POV Petals Creek wasn't even on most maps, it’s a town of less than 1,000 Population. 847 people in general and that’s including me. One main street, Two churches and a diner that doubled as the town's social hub. The kind of place where everyone knew everyone, which made it both the perfect place to hide and the most dangerous. But I wasn't Nova Hart anymore. Nova Hart died in that motel bathroom three states away.

I’m not exactly blending in. Nova stops near the front steps where a young guy leans lazily against a post. Without skipping a beat, Nova says, "Let the Alpha know we’ve got a guest." The guy blinks at me once, clearly confused, then nods and disappears inside. Nova turns to me. "Welcome to the packhouse."

They looked like they wanted to disappear. I crossed my arms. “No. Who are you?” “You don’t have the right to ask me that!” she snapped. “I should be the one asking—who the hell are you?” I smiled. Not a nice one. “I’m Raven. The Alpha’s guest.” The way her face twisted at the word guest, I knew I had just made a new enemy. The girl scoffed like I had said something ridiculous. “What do you mean you’re the Alpha’s guest?” she snapped.

Now that we know of Xanne's potions, our focus is on the scent of Neem. It's unique, if they were nearby we would be able to smell it. After observing for a while, we realize that none of them are here. We get out of the vehicle and make our way into the hotel lobby. Arriving at the desk, there is no one there but Noa, a werewolf with whom I had a one-night stand quite some time ago. When she sees me, she greets me with a big smile. "Harad! Nice to see you again. Are you staying a little longer this time?'

Now, Bruno and the Janitor loaded his luggage in the booth, and he got into the car. “Goodbye, Sir” the janitor greeted cheerfully to call his attention. “Come,” the guest called out. The janitor walked close to the car, and he handed over some cash to him. “Take, for your trouble.” “Thank you, Sir.” The janitor appreciated and stepped backwards. “Let's go, driver,” the guest announced. “All right, Sir,” Bruno accepted and drove off. A few minutes after he drove off, the guest spoke, “You will stop at the paper stand, I want to pick a paper,” he ordered “I will do that, Sir.” As instructed, he got to a newspaper stand and stopped. “The queue is long,” Bruno pointed out. “Yes. It is expected,