The Night Operator Novels & Stories

Stronger. I doubled back to the restroom and locked myself in a stall. Dylan picked up on the first ring. "You called on the backup line," I said. "What happened?" "The network flagged activity near the dockyards last night. Three bodies, all drained." He paused. "I need you with me. Tomorrow night." Tomorrow night. The opera. "How important is it?" I asked. "I have plans." "It's a wendigo, Clara." My stomach dropped.

"Uhm, good to know that, ma'am. Well, at least I won't worry about where he is anymore. I'll just cancel all his appointments today so Sir Adam can rest and recover." "Yeah, you're right. Anyway, if you want to visit him at his condo, you can enter using his condo password." "Huh? But how, ma'am? I don't know his condo password." "It's simply 071723." "Oh, thank you for trusting me, ma'am."

I order. "Yes, Sir." She whispers, I back away from her putting her hair band on my wrist. Normally I throw it to the side, but I think I'll keep this one. I hear my phone ring, I sigh picking it up I walked in here when I got home thinking I would find her in here. "Knuckles." I greet. "Hey, boss. No problems, also no call from Pete." He says and I grunt. "Listen, I'm not coming in tonight, I know since Blondie is off it's just been you, so just have the night off." I instruct him.

Surrounded by acres of black iron fencing and guards who were definitely soldiers, trained ruthless to be the part of Viper’s strongest Unit. The Night Unit. This was the residence of Mr. Night. A man who dealt in secrets and lived in the shadows, whose face and identity was unknown to the world. As we stepped into the grand hall, the air turned tense, the atmosphere was gloomy and horrible. Kristine clutched my forearm, her features twisting into dismal. “What a horrible place…” Kristine whispered worriedly. A door at the end of the hall burst open. “Kr.. Kristine? Is that you?”

Nathan helps tighten the harness and gently caresses my skin around it. "Well, I'll see you both later," I kiss them goodbye and go downstairs. A few barmen are here already in the stock room sorting through what they'll need for the night. I check up on them and tell them how many people we are expecting tonight which is a lot because it's a Friday. The barmen here are usually subs who get their membership included in the job but I've got a Dom who works for me.

Derek took a deep breath. “Yeah, sure. Approval for what?” “Can I borrow Isabel Smith for a date tomorrow night? Right here in your Resort. It'll only be one night," Derek assured him. Gideon on the other hand, vanished the smile on his face. _______

I looked at my Omega, it was after midnight. “Go get in the shower. I’ll get rid of these assholes.” Maggie wasn’t happy but she slunk off to hide. I opened the door, stark naked, and told the guys to fuck off. “Hey fuck you, McMahon! I outrank you!” “Yeah,” I retorted. “By three days!” At this point, the light came on in the manager’s office and a few guest doors opened, heads peeking out. “Guys, let’s not get kicked out on our first night, huh?” I was trying to be the voice of reason.

Nick's p.o.v; Finally, I completed my work and got out of the workplace successfully. When I attempted to book a cab as usual, I realised that my phone had been turned off. Now I'm looking for a bus station for a bus to head to my place. Anaheim is experiencing a frigid night it seems. The streets were illuminated with bright lights from billboards and shops, while others flickered with dim lights, causing me a headache. It's been three weeks since that night, and I know that seeing her again is impossible, but I'm still hoping to see her. It's crazy, I know.

The place was quiet compared to the 1st floor of the building, where the dance floor was open to everybody who wanted to dance. As usual, even though it was just half-past eight in the evening, the bar was crowded with customers already. It was filled with teenagers that didn’t seem to be minors at this point in time and students who wanted to have fun for the meantime. “He is the owner of Vesarius Airlines,” she started. The two stopped themselves from leaning in their seats as if they had heard exceedingly exciting news. “Wait,” said Jessica, who stared at the ceiling as if she was trying to remember something. “You said Gideon was his name, right?”

She had fallen asleep almost immediately and I didn’t want to wake her up, so I pulled her into my arms and just snuggled. Maybe that’s why she left… I didn’t take care of her last night, I screwed her and I let her fall asleep on this messy bedspread. I didn’t even clean her up after stealing her Maidenhead. Gosh… I’m such an asshole. I hope she lets me make it up to her. I’ll spend every hour of every day keeping her safe and happy. I’ll do whatever it takes to get her to love me unconditionally. “What did you find out about the sabotage attempt at the docks, does it have anything to do with a Bratva captain called Austin Foster?” I asked.