The Unforeseen Guest Novels & Stories

“If you would, you can sit down over there and wait. I could use some help bring everything into the dinning room when I’m done.” Before I can respond to her the doorway leading outside opened and there stood a man I’ve never seen before. The man begins to walk in holding a basket, of what looks like vegetables, “Jean, I’ve got the...” Just then the man drops the basket causing the vegetables to scatter across the kitchen floor. He stood there with his mouth gaped open in shock at my sight. Gerald comes walking up from behind the man “Nathan! What has gotten into you?” Then he notices me “Oh, good morning Rae. Did you sleep well?” All while pushing Nathan out of his way while he greats his w

THE UNSEEN HUSBAND Sebastian found the journal by accident. It was three days after the confrontation with Helena, and he'd been looking for a book to read to the children before bed. Alessia had mentioned keeping some books in the chest by the window, so he'd opened it without thinking. Inside, beneath a few worn volumes, was a leather-bound journal. He almost closed the chest immediately—it was clearly private, clearly Alessia's—but the page it was open to caught his eye. Not because of nosiness, but because of the handwriting. The same careful script from the letters Helena had intercepted, but this time formed into poetry.

Small world, huh? He looks at me... I mean he stared at me with a smile plastered on his face. Weird... I mean creepy is the right word to say but I choose to stay quiet since I am working as a doctor here not as a commentator. Marialle looked at me confused.. "Do you know him?" She asked, eyeing me carefully and suspiciously. "What,, no?" I quickly answered her. What made her think that way? I silently pondered. "Then?? What happened just now?" She asked with a glimmer of something in her eyes

I gasped in relief as I lay her in bed and hurried out. I went back to help Damon receive guests. Moments later, an unfamiliar and unnecessarily loud car pulled up with a noisy screech. When the door opened, the most unwanted guest stepped down from it.

The hair on Heather’s forehead gently swayed with the breeze as she appraised the guest before she retracted her gaze. The guest meaningfully and playfully looked at her, making her feel as though he had locked her with his gaze. After momentarily meeting her gaze, he turned his eyes to another direction as he walked slowly toward them. However, she kept her gaze on him until he spoke in a low voice that was quite unfamiliar to her. However, he was a familiar face to her because they had just met at the golf course yesterday. Today, he unexpectedly appeared at the Langston Residence as a precious guest of her family.

Adelia tightened her grip on Edward's hand when she heard that, how could Afgan be in a coma? Edward didn't believe this either, however, before Edward could voice his thoughts, the living room door opened and a servant entered with a face full of panic. “Madam, there's an uninvited guest at the front door!” he said with his breath caught in his throat. The situation grew tense with the appearance of this unexpected presence. Adelia and Melinda stared at each other, the battle between them not over yet. “Guest? Who?” Melinda wiped her tears once again with a piece of tissue

I went towards the table and picked a cookie from one of the plates there and threw it into my mouth. “Mmmhh. That tastes heavenly. I want more” I said as I packed more cookies in my hands. “Wait. Wait. Take it slow and easy” Darren said as he came towards me and tried releasing the cookies in my grasp. “We have guests coming and we can't finish the snack before they get here” I furrowed my brows. “Guests? What guests? Who are the guests?” “It's a surprise,” he said. “A surprise I don't know how well it would end” Miriam chipped in.

I concentrate on the side with guests. “And now, I invite her to address you all.” He says as he turns to me. But my eyes are fixed elsewhere in the crowd. I can't believe what I am seeing. I thought Eric was the only uninvited guest tonight. Deep into the crowd, there is a guest who has evidently gatecrashed into the event, and I am now certain that trouble will erupt.

I returned her hug and trailed behind her since I wasn't fond of the perverted old producer. “When does the party end?” I asked, Grace frowned and smacked my shoulder. “Let loose and start having fun,” she walked away leaving me,brooding. Half an hour later, Food was already set and We were waiting for Celine's special guest. My stomach rumbled from hunger, Soon, the animals in my stomach were to unleash but the damn special guest was caught in a traffic jam and held us hostage. Most of the guests seemed to be having the time of their life but I wasn't. The only person I was familiar with was Grace and Cider from our Office. The author wasn't invited, although she was the one that deserves t

Who were these unexpected guests? Sophia's expression twisted with frustration, realizing that the spotlight was now shared. She withdrew her hand from the cake knife, her parents also engrossed by the mysterious newcomers at the entrance. The woman and her son halted in front of Sophia and her parents. Her son's gaze swept the crowd, our eyes briefly locking. He maintained his stare, and I felt a twinge of awkwardness, my eyes shifting to the floor. It was clear that someone like him was far beyond my reach, and that brief exchange felt like an unexpected gift.