The Host Novels & Stories

"My name is Sarah, and I will be your hostess today. Is there anything you might need help with?" Hostess? What exactly would she be doing? Kyle frowned. Gasper leaned over to whisper to Kyle the answer to his unspoken query. "These hostesses provide a wide array of services. They are tasked with recommending amenities to visitors, changing chips or even accompanying them at meals." Kyle began to have a rough idea as he turned his attention to Sarah. "Are you in charge of customer services?" "That's right sir." Sarah replied.

Boris said, his eyes narrowed and his tone sharp like a knife. "Wha-WHAT??" I said, perplexed, "How can I be a host, Boris? I am a Chef!!" "I know. I was bewildered as well. I tried explaining to the Chairman that you can't be the host as you have no training whatsoever in that field, and as it is only a 15 pax stand-up cocktail party, one host is enough to entertain the guests. However, he specifically asked you to be their host," Boris said. His voice was calm, but I could clearly hear the questioning tone underlying it.

It keeps going on like that and I completely lose interest in it until he says something interesting. “Now, for the most exquisite item of the night.” The perverted host says, grinning from ear to ear. “You know, I was tempted to keep this one for myself but I being the generous man that I am, thought why not share?” He rambles on. “The last item for tonight, the city’s favorite pole dancer and stripper….” My spine straightens and I would be on that stage right now if Matt weren’t holding me down. The host continues. “A goddess in her own right, Red!”

"Boy, I could fold you in half and-" "Alright, and that's time for Corey Muscles," the host said, stepping on stage and getting between the muscle-bound comedian and us. He said something to the guy away from the mic, and the guy backed off but didn't stop glaring at us. Once he was gone, the host checked his clipboard. "Alright, let's get a change of pace. Next up, give a warm welcome to the Mistress of Mayhem, Julie Miles!"

“I’m sorry about that. Have a good night, sir.” I notice he raises an eyebrow, but I’m not really sure. “Likewise.” I drag Lora along and storm back inside. I’ve never been more nervous in all my life. Not even when my music teacher told me I got the scholarship. Something about him just seems oddly familiar... I feel myself being dragged to the ground by a strong, tingly force. “Good evening, ladies and gentlemen!” The host greets the guests when we return. “Once again, I’d like to extend a warm welcome to our annual Christmas Eve celebration. I’m Adam Sebastian, but you probably already know that.”

The two hosts yelleds through their microphones causing the audience to uproar. “Good evening ladies and gents, Anita at your service. Your cute and sexy host for tonight.” Host Anita said before doing a peace sign that made the crowd go laugh. “And I am Jake, the hot and gorgeous host of the night.” Host Jake said before winking causing the ladies to go wild. “We know that all of you are excited to watch the wonderful performances of our candidates.” Host Jake said. “So we will not let you wait further.” Host Anita continued. “So let us introduce to you the rising boy group to start our program.” Host Jake said.

With just one look one would conclude that he was the host of the event. “Good evening beautiful ladies and gentlemen. Firstly, I would like to introduce myself as Mr. Williams, the host of this wonderful event. Umm… I heard recently people don't really know the host of an event or what the event is really for and only go there with the sole purpose to get connections. I seriously hope it's not the same case for me and if you don't remember the reason for the event then at least remember my name as Mr. Williams.” He said with a pitiful smile that had the crowd chuckling.

Others press themselves against the walls, desperate to put distance between themselves and my wolf. "This can't be real," someone whispers. "She was supposed to be dying!" "How long has she been hiding this?" I look directly at the host, who's still frozen behind his table. "May I continue participating in the remaining duels? Or are you all suddenly too busy?" The host scrambles to recover, wiping rivers of cold sweat from his forehead. "Yes, yes! Uh... *cough!* Challengers, please step onto the platform!" His voice is shrill with panic.

That is what I always wanted, and I am happy I am getting it now. “Birthday girls don’t cry,” Maven said, cleaning my tears. I nod my head, smiling. “Testing, one, two.” I heard Adrain's voice from a mic, and we all turned to him. “I am going to be the host of this birthday party, and as the host I have ruled puts on some games, we are going to party all night,” he said, and Felix and Maven cheered.

This dumb dungeon blocked off all entrances to the other floors! Especially if I'm trying to sleep, I have no choice but to go to the surface! Obviously, I'm not suicidal and won't do that. [Half Life(Unique)- Connects Host and targets life instantly. Effect: If the Host dies, the host can resurrect once using the target's body. If the target dies, the host will suffer serious injuries. There is a chance of the host not being able to resurrect if the target's strength is above the host. In this case, both host and target will die.