Sylent Nyght, Amber Riel [bill gates books recommendations TXT] 📗

The Small Town

A woman sat on the floor of a little hut, crying. Her long almost black hair hung down her left shoulder in a low ponytail. She wore a maxi-length dark blue dress with sleeves which stopped at her shoulders. She felt as if her heart had been ripped out. The room was dark except for the moonlight which shone in through the window. The twenty-year-old woman sat on her knees, holding her arms over her stomach, shaking.       

A man with somewhat long brown hair held the woman in his arms, trying to stay strong for her. He was in his late thirties and was dressed like a doctor. His clothes weren’t exactly new but looked nice for a poor doctor of his time. He had wished that he could take the pain away but he couldn’t. "It’s okay,” he spoke in a soothing voice. “Don’t cry.” 

"But they took…” the woman couldn’t talk straight the thought of what she wanted to say was so heartbreaking. “They just came in here… and they…”         

“I know… it hurts what they did, but just try to calm down.” The man looked at the woman. “Look at me. Everything’s going to be alright… now come on I have to check to make sure you don’t have that plague… come on.”

The man stood up, pulling the woman to her feet. They walked into his little office. He had her sit down and went to get his medical tools.  Even though he was a doctor, they were poor and it was worse for them because it was the 14th century in Europe. It wasn’t a great time. 

“Okay, Nyght,” he said.

 

 

A few months passed, the woman was in her bed, rocking back and forth in horrifying pain. “The pain, Raymond…” the woman cried to the man. "I can’t do it… it hurts so badly. This plague… I’m dying…” She screamed in agony. “It hurts… it hurts so badly… they should have just…”         

“No, Nyght,” Raymond told her. “Don’t give up…”  he went to give Nyght a shot. “I’m going to put you to sleep for a while so I can do surgery and once I’m done you can wake up.”         

Nyght screamed in pain then Raymond quickly injected a shot into her skin and she instantly fell asleep.         

 

 

It was 2011 in a small town, somewhere in America. Inside of a police station, a twenty-one-year-old woman with somewhat long brown hair sat behind her desk, talking to a twenty-year-old guy with dark colored hair. “Why do we live in such a boring town?” the young woman asked.         

“We?” the young man asked. “I love it here. You know, Evlyn, I think that you just need to find a man. Either that or,” he spoke with a smile, “you can move anytime you choose.”         

“Really?” Evlyn asked. “Or are you just saying that cause you have feelings for me and you really want me to stay here?”         

The guy laughed. “I have feelings for you? Yeah, I don’t think so... besides I have a sweet little girlfriend. You should probably try Bradly. He really likes you.”         

“Bradly? I don’t know. He’s so weird.”       

An older man walked into the office. He wore a dark blue police uniform with a small silver badge on the left side under the shoulder blade of the suit which read: Chief Cormick.         

“Y-oh, captain, any new news lately?” the younger man asked.       

“Little girl’s cat stuck in a tree again. That’s about it,” the captain answered.   

A blonde nineteen-year-old girl walked over to Evlyn and the younger man. Her long thin blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail. “Hey, did you guys hear about that new Doctor Raymond Miller?”         

“Not that I know of. Why?” Evlyn asked.         

“Oh. Because him and his wife are moving to town. I heard from a family member in Chicago that he’s really good and that they’re really nice people.” The blonde smiled. “We are in a small town and it’s fun to gossip. Well, not spread lies about people who you don’t know but to stay on top of the news. I want to go welcome them. Does anyone want to come with me?”         

The young man just stared at the blonde, a little confused. “What? Did you understand anything you just said, Leanna? Cause I didn’t.”         

“She asked if we want to go meet the new doctor and his wife,” Evlyn replied.         

“Thank you, Evlyn,” Leanna said. “Chris, you’re a moron.”         

Chris kind of shrugged, still confused.         

“Yeah,” Evlyn answered, Leanna’s question, “it sounds fun.  What time?”         

“Lunch break. That way we can get something to eat too.  Do you want to hang with us too or are you too stupid to understand what we’re talking about, Chris?” Leanna asked.         

“No, I’ll pass,” Chris replied.  “Besides, I’ve kind of have a meeting with my girl.”

 

          

Raymond pulled up to the hotel in a small white Camaro and parked the car. The hotel was small and reminded him of the small inns from Europe. It wasn’t too fancy but it didn’t look horrible either. “Come on, Nyght,” he said. “We’ll be staying here for a little while.  At least until we get a new house or they kick us out. Whichever comes first?”         

The couple stepped out of the little car then headed inside.

The lobby was small and felt almost like a doctor’s office rather than a lobby at a hotel. They worked their way over to the front desk where a sixteen-year-old blonde girl stood behind the desk. She wore a dark red T-shirt with a small, silver name tag. Her long blonde hair was up in a high ponytail with her bangs hung over her left eye.  She wore a small silver pair of glasses which sat on her nose. She ignored Nyght and Raymond. She was too busy listening to her iPod and chewing gum.         

“Excuse me…. Miss…. Hello, Miss….” Raymond snapped his fingers in front of the young hotel worker, trying to get her attention. “Hello.”         

The young girl looked over at Raymond, annoyed. “Look, sir,” she spoke rudely, removing the earphones out of her ears, “you don’t have to snap at me. That’s very rude.”

Raymond sighed, remaining calm. “You’re not going to get any costumers with that attitude. Me and my wife....”

The girl looked over at Nyght, disgusted by how young Nyght appeared to be compared to the doctor.  “What? Are you trying to be like Hugh Hefner or something? You want me to believe that she’s your wife. You’re like thirty something and she looks like she’s at least twenty maybe even younger.”         

“Yes, there is an age difference between me and my wife but we’re from a much different time than you would think.”         

The young hotel worker laughed. “That is the funniest thing that I’ve ever heard and if you think that....” 

“Cindy, what’s going on out here?” a man asked, walking out of a room and over to the desk.         

“And now I’m in trouble. Thanks a lot.”

Raymond raised an eyebrow at Cindy as she walked over to a tall forty-five-year-old man. Although the man was completely grey he had a good amount of hair on top of his head. He wore a nice suit and tie.

“Dad, I didn’t do anything at all,” she lied.         

The man looked down at his daughter,a little mad. “Are you chewing gum? I’ve told you not to do that when you’re working because you come off as rude to the costumers….”

Raymond raised his hand in front of his face to get the man’s attention. “I’m sorry to interrupt, sir, but she was also listening to music from her cell phone….”

“Uh it’s an iPod, not a cell phone- there is a difference,” Cindy retorted. Then realizing she had made the situation worst and thought, Oh crap!         

“Cindy, you’re done for the day and you’re not to go anywhere tonight with that attitude. Oh, and you’re grounded for a month. Now get your things and go home.”         

“But, da-”         

“I don’t want to hear it. Now go.”         

Cindy walked over to the desk and grabbed her things. “It’s all your fault,” she told Raymond, eyeing him. She left without another word.         

The man walked over to Raymond and Nyght. “I’m sorry about that,” the man told them. He appeared to be nicer than his daughter had been. “She’s at the age of rebelling. I wish she was still little at least then she wasn’t as much trouble as she is now. So how may I help you today, sir?”

“Well I and my wife are new in town and this was the closest place I could find. Can we stay here for now? At least until we find a place of our own?”         

The man turned his attention toward Nyght and said, “Hello.”         

Nyght nodded in acknowledgement.         

“Oh, she can’t talk. She was in this really bad accident a few years ago and well it damaged her voice box. I’m just glad that it didn’t kill her,” Raymond replied.         

“Sorry to hear that, ma’am…. And to answer your question, sir, I usually don’t let people stay here more than about a week but seeing that you’re new here you can have as long as you need. If you have any questions, I’m Manger Thornton, you can ask me.”         

Raymond laughed. “Your name’s not Billy Bob is it?”

Thornton also laughed. “No. But I get that joke a lot.”

“I’m Raymond Miller and this is my wife, Nyght.”         

“It’s nice to meet the both of you.” Thornton took a key out and handed it to Raymond. “You two are in room 2A. Turn left and go down the stairs. It’s actually not that far from here. Oh, and if you two would like to go swimming there’s a swimming pool out to the back. Just ask one of the workers and they will be more than happy to direct you."         

“Thank you, Thornton. Come on, honey, let’s go to the room and unload a few things from the car.”  Raymond and Nyght began heading toward the two glass double doors.

“Oh, and Raymond, you have an interesting choice in women….” Thornton joked. “Kind of like a lot of men in Hollywood.”         

Raymond paused to laugh prior to following Nyght through the door.

The New Couple

Raymond and Nyght walked to their room, carrying