The Unforeseen Guest Novels & Stories

Out of all things Forrest had expected- they being a man of hidden wealth or power, surrounded by either riches, weapons, and/or women, while at the same time also having a very lazy deposition in some way- he did not expect the scent that left the room as soon as the bartender opened the door just a crack. “S-Sir. I brought along a guest,” he stuttered out. “A guest? I don’t think I remember an appointment having been made for today, do you?” a voice within had stated.

“I—” The doors pushed open. “Breakfast is here!” A voice tore through the haze, jerking me backwards as Atlas turned to Louise's grinning form pushing in a cart. “Jesus, Louise,” Atlas huffed, “what happened to knocking first?” She eyed him, gaze drifting to me and back to him. “I forgot to mention—you have a guest.” “Yes, I know that.” Atlas snapped. “No, no,” she shook her head, “not this guest.” My stomach clenched, dread burrowing in my bones as she said,

But the moment didn’t last. A low wave of murmurs rolled through the main room, different in tone from the earlier polite conversation. Heads turned toward the entrance. I looked past Samantha’s shoulder and saw a small group of uninvited guests walking in as if the place already belonged to them. The shift in the air was immediate, curiosity, recognition, and the first edge of unease settled inside me.

ALEX's P.O.V ~~~~ "I am really sorry. But we are already fully booked for lunch. That is why I can't take any more guests." From the kitchen, I heard Auntie Hersia talking to someone at the entrance. "Errr.. the thing is, we are not here to eat." The other party answered, "By any chance, do you happen to have a guest that booked a room under the name of Shantal Nordstorme? I am her cousin and we have been looking for her since yesterday."

Reina asked as we crossed the street. My forehead creased. “Huh?” She pointed something and I look straight at it. “Tesla,” I whispered. “Exactly! The Tesla which almost hit you! And what that damn thing doing in front of our dorm?” she exclaimed. Don’t tell me… My hunch was confirmed when the driver’s window opens. “Linus?!” Reina shouted. He then went out of the car and took off his aviator. Why do life full of surprises? Why do we always encounter unexpected things? Is this how fate works?

Nothing was meant to come between them, but suddenly, everything seemed to slip through her fingers. The stranger approaches closer, his eyes frigid as he fixes on Simeon. This wedding will not take place. Not now. Not ever. The guests' gasps sliced through the tension like a dagger. Simeon's jaw tightened, but he remained unflinching. He approached the trespasser with a calm but icy voice. Go. Right now. The tension in the room is almost like an invisible force pushing in from all directions. Everyone is waiting for someone to act. Elizabeth cannot turn away from the developing mayhem; her breath catches in her throat.

jumps across the sky one last time before it completely disappears from the night's sky. She thinks to herself one last time, "What in the world was that?...A shooting star? but I've never seen a shooting star move like that.. let alone anything move like that, ever!" Sammy continues thinking to herself briefly while recapping all of the odd things that she has encountered in the last day...... But then quickly shrugs it off to what can only be a massive coincidence. she just wants to see her friends and forget all about the craziness she's had to deal with today, so Sammy cranks her quad back up and finishes her short commute to Luke's.

I decided to check the last room in a corner but I don't think she would be there. I pushed the door but soon I cursed myself. I just came into the wrong room. The couple was busy in their private things and I just disturbed them. I was about to leave when I was startled, it was Dean...Who the heck invited Dean to this party. (A/N: Remember Dean..?? The captain of the opponent team) Before I could shut the door again Dean looked at me with so much nervousness. His girl was on top of him. She pulled him closer to her.

Cracks in the Facade On the soles of her shoes, Isabelle smoothed at her silken dress as her eyes darted from one face to the next around their dinner guests. This was supposed to be a celebration party, all revolving around Carlos's exonerated state and his return to business as usual, but it felt like a powder keg ready for a spark.

The word joke seemed foreign to him. I furrowed my brows. “Why? Is there a problem?” “We have a guest on the top floor. A guest who can’t know you are here,” he explained pointing towards the back door. I hesitated thinking they were going to give me an explanation but they turned around and headed inside the pack house. I had no other choice but to leave with Dawson. We passed through a lot of doors till we reached a particular one that Dawson unlocked. We stepped in but he suddenly stopped. I was getting impatient wondering what was going on and why he was being secretive. I stretched peeping through his broad shoulders. My heart sank at the sight.