The Night Operator Novels & Stories

The final glance she gave me, it interpreted all her doubts on me. I looked around, I noticed I was the only person left in the bar, aside from the security men who patrolled around. I was having a night duty, so that literally means I was staying here through out the night. Underwood had said, the night duty really wasn't all that stressful as the people who patronize the hotel don't usually come out at night. If they should even come out at night, there was another section of the hotel they do hold night club. I was sure it was just me to myself throughout the night.

Aron leaned in closer, mischief dancing in his eyes, “if you want, we can work together to build chemistry. You know… you’re actually kinda cu—" The door swung open with a sudden clack. Night stood in the doorway, his expression unreadable, but his eyes laser-focused—first on Sky, then on Aron. His jaw tightened slightly. “It’s time for dinner,” Night said in a clipped tone. “We need to put our microphones on.” The sudden shift in mood was sharp enough to cut the air. Aron, who had been halfway through a flirtatious grin, blinked and sat up straighter. “O-Okay. We’ll come down in a bit.”

Malik greeted, his voice respectful. “Morning.” I poured myself a mug, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. “Does Peyton’s vanguard always breach our security gates in the middle of the night for drinking sessions?” Malik checked his tablet without looking up. “The black-ops units run on nocturnal cycles, sir. Midnight arrivals are standard protocol. The gate guards have standing orders to let them pass.” It confirmed what Lucien had said, even if their nocturnal habits were turning into a massive headache for the household. “I caught them tearing through the private cellars last night. You never mentioned they had access to that wing.”

That alone made me feel like I’d been doused in cold water. “No, I’m okay, thanks.” As Cara was about to continue on her way, I said, “Wait. I have a question.” “Yes?” “Who all works here at night?” She raised a ginger eyebrow. “At night? It’s mostly a skeleton staff until after dinner is served. Mostly everyone goes home around nine PM, except for the security guard.” “So there’s no one here at, say, three in the morning?” Cara gave me a strange look. “Not that I know of. Why do you ask?”

Anyway, the man’s languid expression changed at once. His expression darkened as he stared at her coldly. He became slightly grumpy. “Who said that I can only stay in the darkness of the night? Let me tell you this. I, Dayton Night, will make my way into the bright daylight. I want to let everyone know that the Night Empire doesn’t just exist in the darkness of the night!” The Night Empire? What was that? Sharon did not know what organization he was referring to, but this man was evidently the head of the organization.

I shook off the shock before commencing with my other question. “So, are you a waitress during the night shift?” I inquired and she nodded affirmatively. When asked about the time of closure, I discovered it was pretty early, and it got me thinking if I could also work here during the night. I mean, staying under the same roof with those fucking traitors is suffocating, at least, I can limit the time I spend there. “Do you also think I can work during the night shift? Will Mr. Norah comply?” I asked Tikka anxiously. Her lips stretched into a large smile.

The guards said in a low rumble “The operation is set for tonight Boss. Everything is secure. Not a single loose end.” Sloan nodded his eyes narrowed in contemplation his face grim. “All right. Mistakes are not acceptable to us. The target is resourceful but vulnerable. Make sure all potential scenarios are addressed.” “Yes sir. The team is prepared. Theyll be there by midnight.” “Excellent” said Sloan in a hushed icy tone. “I want everything to be done neatly. No security pledge. No needless focus. That's the operation” What operation?

A Night with Her Gray I woke up by the sun light coming through my window. I got up out of my bed to do my thing on the bathroom. Few minutes later, I'm done having a bath and got out. I wore my suit and trouser then combed my hair fixed myself and headed out to the kitchen. I take the sandwich as my breakfast today. I arrived at my office opening the room without Katrina to see in her table. I remembered I give her a day leave of absence to give her enough time to pack all her things so she can move in with me tonight. I begun with lots of work piling up for me to be done with. I started reading all the files signing agreement with other companies. Answering phone calls and scrolling to my

Jon wondered whether his client was suffering from some kind of malady that also rendered him cold and pale. Dante took a cursory glance at Jon, then motioned for Jon to join him at the table. Jon sat on the proffered seat and took out his laptop. "I prefer to work at night, so I'm afraid you'll have to do the same," said Dante, his eyes going back to the monitor. "It is at night that I feel most alive. People who work in the day do not know the exhilaration that we nocturnal workers feel." Jon nodded and wondered if he would be expected to work all night tonight.

(Bina) At this point of the night, only me and Bina were the only one that awake as well as the few night staff who in command with the war. All the other leaders were well deep in their slumber, not that I would bothers me anyway. I got a call from Captain Linda just now, reporting that the Operation was a success and by now, the Northern Gate is now under Aeternum rules. “yeah..Operation Midnight Shadow is a success..then, this war will be much more easier and…profitable for us at the same time….”.