99/108 Novels & Stories

99 Successful Operation…

No matter how you look at it, you won't lose anything. Sunlight streamed through the windows, illuminating his face and making his features even more striking. As I observed the anticipation, nervousness, and excitement in his expression, my mind grew hazy. A memory flickered before my eyes. "I think I've seen you before."

Тургенев, Рудин. 1. Произведение печати (в старину — также рукопись) в виде сброшюрованных, переплетенных вместе листов с каким-л. текстом. Книга большого формата. Толстая книга. Раскрыть книгу. □ [Аночке] предложили посмотреть книгу с картинками. Федин, Первые радости. || Сочинение, произведение более или менее значительного объема, напечатанное отдельным изданием или предназначенное для него. Интересная книга. Написать книгу. □ Наталья должна была каждое утро читать исторические книги, путешествия и другие назидательные соч инения. Тургенев, Рудин.

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It’s in my writing, IT IS IN MY WRITING but I didn’t write it. “How is this possible?” I ask as fear and panic threaten to take over, I start to sweat and start to see dark spots. Leo puts his hand on my arm. “It’s okay Nova” he says reassuringly “Take deep breaths. It’s okay”. I look into his eyes and it steadies me. He has warm chocolate brown eyes and they have always comforted me. When I fell as a child or just struggled with maths in my early teens his steady, warm gaze always centred me.

I watched as he furrowed his brow in concentration and looked at the numbers. He carefully wrote 792 with a plus sign. "Perfect. Now add them together, and I will show you that I knew the future," I whispered dramatically. Jack went to work, using his fingers to help him add, and without any help from me, he proudly displayed the number 1089. I flipped the ripped piece of paper over, revealing the magic 1089 number I had written to begin with, and Jack clapped his hands in delight. "How'd you do that? You really must be magic!"

You know in our life sometimes we lie for a good reason don't be too perfect or honest because ot all the time those aspects will bring you always in blue I just want to introduce my one and only Mike he is now my project partner at the same time my partner we build bridge he is so very talented he knows how to play music, painting, sketch, drawing, writing, and kung-fu yeah also he is a media influencer although he always said this to me that he is shy person but actually he put it in a right place like he is shy when out of his career but ounces he is in his career yeah, He is best one for me by the way this this coming birthday of him I will gift him my light year gift you don't know what

He shook his head, "go ahead, pack, we'll go to a clothing store first." "Okay." Nikki, you are nine hundred thousand steps closer to being a millionaire. I did a mental victory dance and stood to my feet to do as he had said.

According to the address, I’m going to the fifteenth floor. When I reach apartment number twenty-two, a very tall guy in a tight black sweater opens the door. Along with the Roman numeral five tattoo, a series of large and small tattoos runs across his skin. The sweater clings tightly, outlining every muscle. When I react, his eyes are no longer hazel. Streaks of sensuality flood his irises, turning black as night. He stands still, devouring me with his gaze, taking his time. “Hi, Estela!… you look beautiful… come in, come in,” he invites, stepping aside.