Novel & Cerita Welcome To The Outcast's Restaurant

Long black nails and fangs appeared again. "I won't hesitate to crush you to dust. It will be easier for me to kill you since you're an outcast!" "Fuck you!" Adrian struggled to free himself from the man's grip. The mysterious man then threw Adrian's body to the ground. "You should be grateful for this. You should have died! Unfortunately, you became an outcast because you disrupted my ritual last night," the man grabbed Adrian's body and slammed him against the wall, "outcasts are the lowest tier of vampires. Blood and night are your life. Your body will crumble if you don't follow your desire to consume blood."

Oskiatown. When Charlie and Quinn arrived at Janus’ roast goose restaurant, it was to find him busy cleaning up together with his other workers. It was already long past noon, and there were no more customers in the restaurant. Quinn was also not worried about getting recognized, so she simply put on a mask and entered the restaurant with Charlie without any care in the world. As soon as both went past the door, the sensor rang, reminding Janus that there were guests. The busy man spoke without raising his head, “Sorry, we are closed.”

I interrupt her and quickly get into the driver's seat. Wyndy giggles. "Shall we?" "By all means," I say breathily and start the car. Castor Restaurant looks even more impressive than it does on their website. The restaurant's name is written in neon lights with a large beautiful neon butterfly next to it. Before I can get around to open the door for Wyndy, she has already alighted the car and smiles at me. "I hope the food here tastes as amazing as the place looks," she says as I lead her inside.

“This restaurant is not just launching today, right?” There were a lot of people around, an evidence of the discount they put on their food. But there was nothing that suggested they were just opening today. “No. But I think the Italian restaurant opposite is just launching today,” Ivy pointed at the restaurant opposite. I turned to look only to see that it was almost empty. People were barely going in. My mouth formed an O. I was just starting to get relieved that this wasn’t Amos’s mother’s restaurant when… Suddenly, the door swung open and Amos stepped out. He wore a T-shirt emblazoned with the restaurant’s name—Luna Rossa. He looked exhausted as his gaze darted from side to side.

W͟i͟n͟t͟e͟r͟ A shadow crosses the table and I glance up, already irritated. But helloooooo tall, dark and handsome of the olive complexioned type. He gives me a wide smile with a slight wink. "Hey folks, welcome to Skippy's Shrimp Shack. My name is Nate. I'm going to be your server today." I blink up at the server. I know they didn't name the restaurant that. Skippy's... Shrimp Shack...

He arrived at a seaside restaurant that said Rino's and stopped in front of it, "We have arrived, sir.” Jaxon got out without a word, stepping into the restaurant and barely waiting for her. She managed to catch up with him as a waitress approached, and she smiled her signature smile, “Good evening, and welcome to Rino's, do you have a reservation or would you like a table?” “We have a reservation for Jaxon Smith,,” “Oh, please, follow me,” She led them to a table that was situated by the far right of the restaurant with the window showing an overview of the sea outside.

The place was filled with customers since it was the new year. Skyler chose a safe location; he knew that I would likely not do something Crazy with this many people around. I was put in a difficult situation. From the entrance, I was immediately recognized by the manager, who seemed to have recognized me. "Happy New Year, Mr De Marco. Mr Crest has been expecting you." He chimed. "Happy New Year," I said out of simple curtsey, my eyes darting around the restaurant. I was the least interested in the fancy interior that screamed money.

This made Gerald wonder in astonishment. “Boss, why can you see him?” Ray asked the restaurateur curiously. “Ha! Ha! Because I’m a human, just like you!” The restaurateur smiled and explained. Ray and Gerald finally understood the situation. So, that was why. “Are you also a half-phantom?” Ray asked suspiciously. The restaurateur nodded and said, “Yes, I am. Let me introduce myself. My name is Garren Henry. I’m the owner of this restaurant, and I am specifically responsible for receiving people from the real world here!”

A big black car was waiting at the curb, and a man in a hat opened the door for us. "Is everyone going to be looking at us?" I asked as the car started moving. "Yes," Caspian said. He took my hand. His palm was still bandaged from the fire. "And that’s the point. I’ve spent years making sure no one knew what I was doing. Tonight, I want them to see everything." The restaurant was called The Gilded Oak. It had huge glass windows and golden lights. When we walked in, the sound of people talking and forks hitting plates just... stopped. It was like someone had turned off the volume.

I walk towards it direction. I was amazed with the inner sight of the restaurant when we walked in. The crews are wearing Japanese traditional Kimonos and ost of them are really Japanese people. "Kon'nichiwa! Oishi shifudoresutoran e yokoso." (Hello! Welcome to Tasty Seafood Restaurant.) The crew bowed their head. Harry was the one who cooperates with the staff and take the VIP lounge. And with all the stuffs he's carrying, we followed the leading crew.