4 Novels & Stories

Teddy knew he had no choice other than to go in. The letter was composed of a long list of results using terms, some familiar, others not, which had the corresponding number from his result next to the correct parameters for someone in normal health. Some of the numbers, Teddy could see, were shockingly high. Cher Monsieur Sutherland-Smyth, went the accompanying doctor's note, please come in so we can discuss this. Cordialment, Dr Hodet.

“Did you notice that whenever Mrs. Kingston calls Sara in front, Sara is very excited?” “Yes, why?” “Because she loves the smell of lard,” he laughed again. Theo is the type of guy that every girl likes, he has perfect dark skin and his black hair is in curls, his blue eyes are like an ocean under eyelids. Sometimes, he likes to write stories on the back of his hands and they always end up messily scribbled. Theo is more than just a hot and good-looking guy. I know there is something behind his smile that made me question how his kinetic force impacted others intensely and even me.

I replied. Hamada-san was thirty-five years old. He had made his way up to the post of Division Manager through effort and perseverance. While his strong brown pupils held a youthful vigour, his stray grey hair was testimony to his tireless work and the pressure. It was no wonder that he was up for another promotion soon. “Do send me the details of the sales for the 2-chome branch too before you leave.” “I shall do that.” I bowed, excused myself and returned to my work. It had not even been a week since I finished my previous project.

Being Mother The QWERTY keys on the pallid black computer keyboard became a nightmare for Jaanvi ever since Nisim started going out of town for work. She felt that the letters are so nauseatingly jumbled up – the first row had Q in the extreme left and P on the extreme right, X came before Z in the third line, so did M before N. They could have placed at least B and C beside each other, as they were in the same row, but no, C came first and then there is V between C and B – it took long for her to find each of the keys while typing with the right and left index fingers. And then there was this irritating stuff – every time she needed to type something in upper case, she had to first turn the

I was a stickler for rules. When I was in elementary school, we were supposed to vote for class president, but the teacher simply appointed the principal's daughter instead. Hence, I followed the school rule that whoever received the most votes would win and brought all 42 students to the principal's office to hold a proper vote. After I started working, my boss handed me a 1,500-dollar invoice and told me to claim 15,000 dollars in expenses. I told him that wasn't allowed under company policy, but he said that, in this company, the boss' word was the only rule that mattered. "You need to learn to be flexible," he claimed. "Otherwise, the company may as well r

POV Ruby Trigger Warning talk and illustration of abuse I can't believe that this is happening! How did he know that we were here?! A million thoughts raced through my brain as everyone turned to look at me. I looked at Mac and Scarlett and they nodded. Cassy leaned in and rubbed my back. I looked down and sighed with relief to see a new text from Cerise in response to the one I had just sent her.

Ann sat quietly at the wooden table in the small country home, staring down at the old flip phone in her hand. Her fingers traced the edges of the device as the weight of the conversation she had just had with Evelyn lingered heavily in her mind. The night was silent, save for the occasional crackling of the fire burning in the hearth beside her. It was a comforting sound, but tonight, nothing could ease the turmoil that had settled deep in her chest.

It's just some random number. *Hello, sweetie!* It says. Probably some drunk slut who hit the wrong number. As I want to delete this I get another text. *It's me, Monika. Don't dare to ignore me!* She texted. How the hell did she get my switzgerman number? ... (to be continued)

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

The price is costly but just suitable for my needs. I choose the 2013 Wrangler Unlimited Sahara 4x4. The taste is a bit masculine, but that's really what I liked; it's cool to look at. And there was no problem with daddy. Like I said, even if I make a collection of cars, it will not affect my family's wealth. I already completed my turnover in my previous company, which means I will now start working with Vince. But because Vince was kind and not in a hurry, he gave me one week to rest and to prepare as well.