9 Novels & Stories

"Barely." ​"It’s 4:59, sir," I replied, stepping forward and placing the silver flash drive on the polished mahogany surface. "The edit is complete." ​Luke finally looked up. His eyes were sharp, scanning me with a clinical detachment that made me want to shrink. He reached for the drive, his fingers brushing against mine for a fleeting second. I felt a jolt—a phantom spark of the connection we once had—but his expression didn't change. He plugged the drive into his computer, the silence in the room stretching until it felt suffocating.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

0 Summary From the perspective of the business, SM can be considered as a valuable tool and an effective platform for strength customer engagement and improving two-way (customer-business) interactions (Sigala, 2012). SMM is widely used in almost every business industry among vary scale of companies including the hotel chain because of its preponderance (Kirtiş and Karahan, 2011). The purpose of this paper is to clarify in which aspect SMM influences hotel chains and what can hotel chains do so that they may take better advantage of it.

My hand was shaking as I was accepting their request. I also had more than a thousand notifications, thanks to Noah's tag on my name on his post. I was browsing my I*******m account when I saw Anne's latest I*******m post. Her post kill all the excitement that I felt earlier. It was a picture of her and Andrew. It was a candid shot. They look happy and in love. Anne's caption says it all. "Partner"

Mom scolded me with her gaze before her attention went back to dad. " Rough day hum " She murmured. " Unfortunately we'd a malfunction today " Mom placed a plate of food in front of him and kissed him lightly. Dad is a Marine engineer, he was transferred here to work at Debmarine a leading marine diamond mining company. " Are you guys excited to finish high school, what about your grades? " Dad questioned. " We manage to _ " Jaden started but I cut him halfway. " We already applied at NUST with the past trimester's grades, the only thing missing is our final assignment to be in tomorrow and we will officially be considered out of high school. " I burst of the words out giving a victory smile

Aunt Carla made them both take diapers off their list since they were getting technical, and my dad still won by one. After Aunt Carla collected the tablets, she then handed out what looked like score sheets. When I got mine I saw that the sheet had different attributes on it. There were also two columns at the top. One entitled Mommy and the other Daddy. “Okay, in this game, each person is going to put a check on each column for the attributes you think Jillie would like the baby to take from her or Jarren. Whoever comes closest to what she actually checks wins.” Aunt Carla informed us. “No talking to each other. I’m going to give you….one minute.” She stated, setting the timer.

ARIA " Red c'mon you have to get ready for school mommy needs to go to work early " I said to my son as I tried to wake him up . " Ten minutes mom " he groaned as he snuggled closer to his pillow . " Red ...! I screamed and he sat up immediately . '" mom " he whinned with a crying face as I pulled the bed sheets off his body . " Now get up little guy ...you need to get ready for school....I refuse to go to work late because of your Stubbornness ! I said pointing at him and his mouth opened and closed like a fish as he gave me an evil look .

I added needing a sex drive free area so I could continue decorating. "What is 10 minutes going to do?" Starr asked as he began kissing my neck and I smiled hating that I was currently the center of attention. It was hard enough turning down one of them. "20 minutes," Starr corrected making him chuckle as she began undoing my jeans. "Later," I promised feeling Jason's member growing beneath me. "The pick up for the cake is at two," I reminded and Jason pulled away, I watched as their gazes met, both of them having a silent conversation.

After I got done, I picked up the phone to call Kita. "Hey, friend." I greeted her. "What's up honey." She answered. "Nothing really. Just got three putting up the tree with Damien and the kids. They left me as soon as the star got on top. Probably in their on the game." "What the hell Damien doing over their. I thought you was done with his cheating ass." She replied.

It slows right in front of me, and for a second, I think it’s going to stop. Maybe hitchhiking is a better idea than waiting for a cab. I step toward the street—and then it accelerates. The tire sinks into a puddle, and a mix of water and mud explodes straight at me, ruining my immaculate skirt. “Damn idiot! Are you blind or what?” I shout, furious, trying to see the jerk hiding behind the tinted window. The window rolls down slowly. Shamelessly. A long arm appears first. The sleeve of a black suit fits it perfectly, revealing a small but impossible-to-ignore tattoo on his wrist: a Roman numeral five.