365 Characters Novels & Stories

How could someone be this perfect, despite his arrogant demeanor, he still looked devastatingly handsome. My words were lost somewhere between my lips, and my brain, as I stared at him blankly. I can't even imagine myself falling for him. "You will be paid monthly through out the duration of the contract." "How long is this contract?" I asked, gulping in saliva forcefully. I silently prayed it was going to be for a week, which I had no idea how I was going to survive for that long. He laughed, and it sounded like the Devil himself laughed. There was nothing funny. Was there something on my face? I reached out for my face with my right hand, and found nothing. Then realization struck me! He h

I hiss. "Not before I drive you back home safe." I groan. "I'm mad at you! Please stay 9,564,789 miles away from me because I feel like eating you alive now!" He grins cockily. "Do you like want to eat me... Or "EAT" me? " I roll my eyes at him groaning.

And like that, we were in front of my quarters at the east end of the long walkway. “Let’s get in,” he said. “Wow, a huge flat screen television, and is that a game console?” he asked, with a hint of excitement. “Yeah, it is a Playbox series R pro infinity edition” “What the heck is that!? What type of naming sense is that?” he replied, laughing hysterically. “Okay now, let’s get to class”. Then he said; “System, take us to the realm of infinity.”

I would prefer to talk to June until her short attention span remembers my bald head. "How many classes a month?" I asked June. "Maybe fifteen to thirty," she said. "That's almost every day," I pointed out. "He really has no romantic bone and I think he needs as much rebranding as he can get," June said. I couldn't even tell if she was being serious or just saying, but she did look really serious. After a while of talking about her husband and his inability to be romantic, she went back to asking if I was a monk.

She caresses her hairs "But I promised you that I won't fall weak. I will be the strongest support of our daughter, as a mother and father both." She kisses on her forehead. Aditya was sitting in his room and dialling his assistant's number "I want you to get information about ZoMeR Law Firm." Saying this he cancels the call

He turned back, his eyes burning into mine. “You dream!” I said to him. "365 days. If your heart hasn't chosen me by then… On your next birthday, you're free. To go back to that pathetic world. But I assure you, Seraphina, you won't want to." His voice was a promise, and a threat, all at once. "Once the contract is sealed. You are mine." I stood on the bed. Now a bit taller than him. He lifted his eyes to me. “365 days? That's too little. A decade or a century will do, and I will not fall in love with you. You brute!”

It was a brown big box with paper with a little writing on it. From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas ' I hope I'm happy in the end,' I muttered sarcastically and slit the seal. I opened the box and saw a white envelope with the same notes: From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas I took it and checked the back if there were any notes but found none so I just tore open the envelope and took out the letter. It was short and it looked precise. Dear Applicant Todd Thomas, We appreciate your effort and time to apply for Happy Scholarships but we regret to inform you that you were not selected among the chosen. We ask for your patience and understanding. You can apply next year and can be possi

*Hi* *It seems that you win* *I tried ignoring you but couldn't* *Funny how people we barely know becomes a part of our happiness* that's because you barely leave your video game *Well the last few days of not chatting you have been sort of lonely* how is it possible when we have only chatted twice, well if it makes any sense its the same for me. *Maybe it's because I am still amazed seeing a female that loves Naruto* this one made me smile. *So, sorry for being selfish and refusing to open W******p* *I hope you are seeing this because I have no idea how this works* What are you living in a bush? You don't even know how W******p works. *Hello, better reply or I am taking back everything I ju

“8 weeks.” “November again?” “May this time.” A pause. Then Marcus said quietly, with the specific quality of a man who had been doing this for 3 years and hadn’t stopped finding it large “Good.” “Yes,” Damon said. “2,” Marcus said. “2,” Damon said. “This table,” Marcus said. “Yes,” Damon said. “Still big enough,” Marcus said. “Yes,” Damon said. “Obviously,” Marcus said. And hung up. That afternoon a letter arrived.

“You haven’t sent any account details.” “Calm down Mr Norman, I will send the details but it depends on what happens in the next twenty-two hours.” “Huhh?” “Be patient Mr Norman.” Bruce would immediately send a text to Charlotte. “You have just twenty-two hours left Charlotte. “