The Overnight Guest Novels & Stories

"Sorry. Our apologies. My sister has some developmental delays." She tapped her temple gently. The guesthouse owner's expression softened slightly. The smile didn't return, but the hostility faded. "306 and 307. Check out by noon tomorrow." They headed upstairs. The rooms were small. The moment they all crowded inside, it felt as though the walls were closing in. "We'll make do tonight. Once we have money coming in, we'll find something better." No one objected except Elara. "No. You're all being mean to me. I'm going to find Oscar."

“That’s okay, there are plenty of rooms here. Have you had dinner? If not, I would have someone bring something for you. Whatever you need will be provided, including a change of clothes.” I told her. “I already had dinner, and I came with an overnight bag because I was told I would be spending the night here due to the distance back to the city.” Great. I beckoned one of the staff members who was lingering around while trying to be discreet and told him to show her to one of the numerous guest rooms. Once I made sure she was taken care of, I turned back to the siblings who were still hugging. If I let them, they might stay like that all night. I need to get Maeve to bed.

He had told her his house was just a few blocks away and it was true, they were there in a few minutes. His house was a two-story mansion and once they were in, he lifted her in his arms and carried her all the way upstairs, to his room. Most of the night was a blur but Kaitlyn could say boldly that it was the best sex she had ever had, as slutty as that may sound. He was all over her. She was jolted awake the next morning by the sound of her alarm. Following the shock was a terrible headache. She reached for her phone but before she could grab it, someone else did.

"I am sorry, Madam, but all of the rooms are full. This year there were a large number of guests. Only these two rooms are available." "Oh... Okay." she sighed. She entered the room, and the boy assisted her in getting her luggage inside. Nearly all of the guests had arrived. They would rest the night before joining the festival the next day. There was also a dinner party today. Ariadne wasn't interested in attending, as she was tired. She ordered her dinner to her room and went to bed after speaking with the kids via video call. .

We had fun, until we were tired, the passing of the bills at such a horrendous night that we had, without imagining that the morning would be worse. "Lorenzo!” A female voice I didn't know shouted. I shifted restlessly when I felt someone's weight on me and suddenly, I covered myself with a pillow to reduce the noise. "Open the door," I said, and that woke him up. "Lorenzo Morel Basciano Moretti, open the blessed door," the woman shrieked again. I sat down and knocked him to get him to attend to her. Whoever she was wouldn't leave easily.

Just quiet closeness. Down the hall in the guest room, Kaicen lay awake. The walls weren’t thin, but the penthouse was quiet at night. He had heard some of the soft sounds, the gentle whispers. Not enough to feel invasive, but enough to know what was happening. He smiled a little in the dark. Happy for his brother. Happy that Kai had someone who loved him so carefully, so completely. But the happiness came with a sharp loneliness too. He stared at the ceiling, one arm behind his head.

He wondered where the villagers were . *** When dawn shone through the door of the Fogou, August snapped awake, stunned that he’d slept much at all. He gazed about the inner chambers of the Fogou and noted that all who’d survived the night, slept. Most snored. True, their fear had been high upon entering the underground chamber, but their bodies—so exhausted from battle and the struggles of the mind to cope with it all—had given out. “Are they gone?” Malitus voice called out, sober and soft in manner August hadn’t heard before then. He did have a tinge of the brew Porcius had found on him, though. Desperate times call for desperate measures, he supposed.

He waited for him to leave the room and when the door creaked once again, he faced his ‘guest’ to start a ‘pleasant conversation’. “So, who wants to speak first?”

While Kyle and Philip were still looking down below, Nick returned to the bar to get another drink, Alex was still asleep and Grey was relaxing on the couch. After a few minutes Yuan came back and came with a great news. He said, "Hey guys hehe, I'm back. I just came here to tell you that the reserved guest for tonight are already outside." "Looks like they're already here." Grey said. "Who's what?" Alex quickly replied as he rose from his sleep. "Ow shit look he's awake. Haha." Kyle said. "Who's what?" Alex repeatedly asked. "Are you even awake or you're still half asleep?" Philip asked.

We called room service and placed an order for a light dinner. After our meal, I took a bath and changed into a white bathrobe. After we had both dressed for the night, Arthur and I lay down lat in bed. "Please don't try to do anything stupid while sharing a bed with me." Arthur sarcastically rolled his eyes. "You should be the one I tell not to try anything unusual. Besides, you might go crazy all over my attractive body." I scuffed because Arthur was overconfident in himself. "Keep dreaming, Mister handsome... and by the way, how did you get into my hotel room and how did the receptionist let you pass?"