The Guest Novels & Stories

As the guests started entering one by one, I prepared myself. Locus got up and greeted everyone until one of them hugged Locus and started talking. They seem really close. I went beside Locus when I saw how his guest was staring at me. "Locus, long time no see," the guest said. Locus looked at him nodded his head then smiled. He kept glaring at me, my heart skipped a beat when he whispered to Locus loud enough for me to hear "who is this beautiful girl?" he didn't wait for Locus to answer him.

He said. "Well, we've got a guest." "What guest?" "It's a surprise. Don't worry, you'll see her when you come home." "It's a her?" "Yes. Don't you like it when your guest is a her?" She teased. "Don't tempt me." "I'm not." "I'll see you when I get back. Bye for now." "Bye." He hunts the call. "He's on his way, he'll be back home soon. If you don't mind me asking, what connection do you have with Xavier?"

Jone, a question forming on my lips. "What is this place?" I asked. Mr. Jone looked at me, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "This is the guest house," he said, his voice kind and reassuring. "It's a place for guests to stay when they come to visit the mansion. It's more private than the main house and a bit more intimate. You'll have everything you need here, and you'll be able to relax and enjoy your stay." He paused, as if considering his next words carefully. "You're our most important guest, especially to Master Earnest, and we want you to feel at home," he says, but he smiles. “Come with Miss Jasmine; there’s a place you need to see." I nodded my head.

This is different from the ones she makes' He thought, savoring the taste in his mouth. As he ate, Ann hid watching him, seeing the smile of satisfaction on his face, she turned on her heel's and left. A few minutes later into eating, a figure marched into the dining. "Master, you have some guest, they said, they are from Italy." Xavier informed him. "Please let them in quickly." Mr GU ordered, and halt from his food. He closed the meal, stood up and strode to the living room. He walked in, sat down and waited for his guest to come in. Soon he heard footsteps, and retracted his gaze to the entrance.

Shawn mouthed, Is that him? “I don’t know,” I whispered back. The knock came again, controlled. Polite. “Miss Delia?” a voice called from the other side. “Breakfast has been prepared downstairs. And… your guests are welcome to join.” Guests. The word felt strange and comforting at the same time. “See?” Shawn whispered loudly. “Guests. Not hostages.” Carrie nudged me gently. “Go. We’ll face him together if we have to.” I nodded and opened the door.

the security guard gulped “We… We also have another situation. It appears that a… Guest arrived earlier than expected. And he wants to talk to you.” "Guest?" Ugo's eyes darted towards Isaac and Vincent, clearly worried about who it could be "Who?" “Open the door, Ugo.” a deep voice sounded from the other side of the armored door, standing out even through the noise of the music blaring downstairs “You said you would welcome me with honors if I returned to America. I'm waiting.”

Vanya's mind swirled with speculation as she eagerly awaited the arrival of this mysterious guest. As she stood amidst the elegance of the dining area, Vanya's heart raced with anticipation. She couldn't help but wonder how this unexpected encounter would unfold and what it would mean for her own fate. Little did she know that the arrival of this guest would set in motion a series of events that would challenge her past, present, and future in ways she never could have imagined. ‌ Vanya's heart skipped a beat as she watched Ethan approach his guest at the entrance. It was Kevin! The realization hit her like a wave crashing over her, leaving her breathless and stunned. She couldn't believe th

When guests stay overnight, I remember how we typically offered them those unoccupied spaces to make use of them. I thought I would be staying in one of them. I didn’t expect that Killian would keep me out of the Packhouse entirely. Was it because Giselle had advised him, or was it because he didn’t trust me? “You have guests other than me?” I asked, trying to gauge his intentions. “No, you are our only guest,” he replied, his tone steady. I fell silent as his answer left me with unanswered questions, After some walking, we finally arrived at the guest house that Killian had mentioned. The house looked decent, and its modern design contrasted sharply with the

To Gwen, there was no one who could cause her Mood to fluctuate. “I’m trying to achieve anything. You’re the one who asked me to meet you here. Now that I’m here, why aren’t you letting my people come in? Is this how you great family treats guests!?” Anne questioned Sternly. “No, of course not! You’ve got it wrong,” Gwen stretched out a finger and waved it around nonchalantly, taunting “Guests are invited. You? I’m the one who ordered you here. There’s a big difference between you and I guest. You’re not qualified to be my guest.”

The weekend went by in a flash but it wasn't fast enough for me. I kept thinking about what I saw, why wouldn't Zaynab remember anything, it was unlike her to just forget anything and who would forget about seeing a bunch of fish people with glowing tattoos anyway? "Fish people?" I thought to myself. "Hello," Lokun's voice interrupted my thoughts, I turned back, and there he stood with the same smile he always had on his face. "Lokun? What are you doing here?" I asked.