A Simple Favor Novels & Stories

That was why Samuel's friends had covered for him whenever it concerned Whitney. None of them could have ever imagined that the woman Samuel loved had always been Ingrid. "Then why were you so good to Whitney?" Jason couldn't help but ask. Samuel let out a long breath and leaned back against the booth, tipping his head back slightly over the edges of the cushion. It was because Whitney had noticed him when no one else saw him. She gave him the candy that Charles never had. Even after he found out later on that he only got the candy because Charles didn't want it, he still treasured it.

“It is another conviction.” Ava stepped beside him. Together they read the pages silently. One list included coffee and thunderstorms and old songs. Another included fresh bread and dogs and remembering dreams after waking up. Another simply said: People who stay. The words settled heavily between them. Because simplicity often traveled further than complexity ever managed. Ava smiled softly. “I love this.” “So do I.” A pause. “I think I love that nobody asked permission first.” She laughed quietly. “Communities rarely do.” Interesting.

The room fell silent again as seconds stretched into minutes as the tension became unbearable, then finally, frustration exploded out of me. "What do you want from me?" The words echoed through the room and for the first time since I'd arrived, Elias looked thoughtful. There was no hint of amusement on his face, and his smug look from earlier was nowhere to be seen. That frightened me far more, then slowly, very slowly, hr smiled. "One favor." Every muscle in my body tightened. He wasn't asking for money or information, but a favor, and even a child would be able to tell that that had to be the worst option of them all.

Then he slipped into a dream that carried him back to the past. It felt like he had returned to the past. "Thank you for saving my grandmother. How can I ever repay you?" "All you have to do is stay with me." "Mr. Lawson, there should be a time limit, shouldn't there?" "Call me Ethan… A time limit? Then how about this… Help me with ninety-nine things, no questions asked. Or, if I hurt you ninety-nine times, we'll call the debt repaid." Then, the scene shifted. Claire's grandmother was nearing the end of her life, and he and Claire stood by her bedside.

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Saying, ‘For the last time, let me do this favor. I know I won’t see you again. And even if I’ll miss the little earnest kid who kneels in front of her loved ones grave.. I don’t have the right to stop you from leaving. Please accept this meal as my thanks.. for keeping me company for the past four months, for letting me forget my loneliness.’

I turned my face away so they couldn’t see me when I murmured, “What do you want from me?” “A favor.” She clasped her hands against her lap, swaying sideways, smiling sweetly. “A teeny, tiny favor.” “And what does this favor entail?” I dropped the cloth I used to try and salvage the mess, accepting defeat. There was no way I would be able to rescue the damaged books. My first salary was down the drain. I sighed. “I need you to keep a door open for me tonight.” I blinked. “You can just go through it?” “It’s not for me. It’s for a friend. A living friend.”

the manager asked her. "Fuck you and your damn favour,so this is the reason you were calling me,if I had known,I wouldn't have come,you are so disgusting,I was wrong,there is no nice person in this world again, people do something for people to get something in return,I am sorry to tell you this but I won't return the favor,I am not one of those actresses that sleep with many influential people so that they will be given a role to play in a movie,I am different,I will never sell myself for anything"

’’ Asher nods. ‘’And I’m only doing this for a year, with you getting nothing in return?’’ ‘’That’s correct.’’ Asher nods once more. ‘’I’ll also give you a sum of money to help get you on your feet.’’ I lean my head to the side, not understanding why he is doing all of this. I know there is more to him ‘just doing a favor’ but he is giving nothing away and maintains a perfect poker face. ‘’Ok, I’ll do it. But just know that I have a meeting with an immigration officer and that man hates me.’’

"You..." Before I could finish, a push notification flashed across my screen: [BREAKING: The heir of tonight's groom's family corporation is someone else entirely—a beastman, not human!] I tapped it without thinking. A tall, lean figure filled the screen. The comments exploded: [Looks like a snake beastman.] [Tbh, snakes are cold-blooded and ruthless—perfect for running a corporation.] Something clicked in my head. "Andrew... you weren't about to—" ...steal the bride, were you?