The Nightingale Cast Novels & Stories

“I don’t think I was properly introduced back there. Mark Luske.” Dad Nate and Dad Matt both whip their heads to look at Mark directly. They then look at Bridget, the family resemblance is uncanny. “So, your sister is my daughter’s roommate?” Dad Matt asks. “Yes, she is now under Westmoreland protection as well as your protection,” Mark tells them. “Tell Martin I appreciate it,” Dad Nate adds. “Sweetheart, The Nightingales and Luske’s took over for Atlas West and Frank Guy. You remember them,” Dad Matt tells me.

However, his plans were foiled; the moment they hit the backseat of the car, Chloe fell into a slumber so deep that no amount of calling could wake her. Back in the suite, Hunter Reed walked over to Nightingale. "Drunk?" Nightingale shook her head, her eyes clear. "No." "Then let's go," Hunter said. As they left, Nightingale glanced back at Lulu and Sarah with a flash of envy. For years, she had never dared to let herself get drunk. She carried too many secrets that could never be spoken, and she couldn't afford a single moment of vulnerability. Justin looked at the two women still howling into their microphones and sighed, rubbing his forehead. He turned to Julian Thorne. "You go ahead. I’l

My voice caught, and I dreaded him walking away. “Did I earn your phone number?” he asked. I smiled at him and patted his chest. “And a blow job,” I said before rattling off my number. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine with soft, languid kisses, savoring each second of connection. “I had a wonderful evening, Natasha.” “So did I.” The cab driver yelled out, asking if we were ready. Reluctantly we pulled apart. “Jenna, get that ankle looked at as soon as you can,” Richard said.

We had spent the past two days swimming and running around the castle like two hyper ten-year-olds at their first sleepover. We had tried to play hide-and-seek in the castle but Niklaus was a massive cheat and kept using his deity powers to see through the furniture and I grew bored of losing. We had not attended dinner service that night and instead collected take-out boxes from the kitchen and settled in for a night at the pictures. Niklaus’ bed was huge, and he had a mountain of pillows so tall that I’m sure if I was to fall from a height it would not hurt to land.

Groans and laughs ripple through the room. Then: **Mrs. Hale:** “Romeo—Haru Nakamura. Juliet—Mia Wolfsong.” A couple of wolf whistles (literal ones) from the back row. Jake’s voice carries from across the room. **Jake (grinning):** “Perfect casting, Mrs. H.” Mrs. Hale shoots him a look that quickly silences him, but her mouth twitches like she agrees. Mia’s cheeks go pink under her glamour, ears twitching faintly.

"Starlight, meet Skyline. All the videos you watched about performance and how to put on a show were made by her. She's the best in this city, whether people like it or not." Her hazel eyes open wide, her mouth spreading out into a grin. "No way! Ok, so I totally won't fangirl here, but OMG!!" She screeches and the bitter bitch turns around like she has something to say. She looks familiar, but I can't place her under all the makeup and glitter. She decides not to speak though, instead pushing past us to leave for the night. We were the last act of the night, the finale so to speak. Proabably took her spot and she's salty.

She tilted her head, looking at Liana with a relaxed, casual curiosity in her dark eyes. ​"So..." Nina started, a subtle smirk playing on her lips. " what really happened last night? Who did you spend the night with?" ​Liana was mid-bite, and the question made her choke instantly. She coughed into her napkin, her eyes watering as she scrambled to grab her glass of water and take a quick gulp. ​"omg Nina! Its not what you think!" Liana stammered, setting the glass back down. "Oh yeah?" Nina smirtked smugly "then tell me where you went last night".

Evelyn waved at him with a harmless smile, satisfied to see the reluctance in Raymond's eyes before she turned, only to bump into Mathilda-- "You are leaving?!" Mathilda asked in a hasty tone, and Evelyn instantly spotted Theo in the crowd with his neck stuck out, apparently looking for the naughty girl in front of her. "To where?" Evelyn pulled Mathilda to the side and whispered. The ceremony was just about to start. "Nightingale!" Mathilda pushed her phone into Evelyn's hand, "How could you not know! Look!!" It was a short piece on a trivia media saying that Nightingale's chief designer Nyx was leaving for K-line with no shred of evidence or news source.

Nurses holding files while many receptionists answered calls which just didn’t seem to stop. She walked in hesitantly thinking her decision through. No matter how nervous she might be, she had to do it. After all, it was her career. She chose to save people’s lives. Inhaling deeply, she walked over to the reception with newfound confidence. She rested her hands on the desk and waited for one of them to end their calls. As soon as one of the ladies hung up on the telephone, she jumped in, “I’m new here. My name is Ayra Nightingale Rivera. I’m here for my internship.” She said all together without a pause.

“What’s going on? Is there a power shortage?” Don Vandolf laughed. “No! Look at it,” he said. Ivana and Jacob walk down the stairs hand in hand. Later, Asia’s songbird Miss Regine Velasquez-Alcasid started singing. The two also had a spotlight while going down the stairs. Rhea returned to her seat and watched the lovers descend. “They look good together,” she said. Diana sneered and rolled her eyes. “They don’t really fit,” she whispered. She looked at her cell phone. “It’s almost nine o’clock. Where is she?” she said as her eyes widened.