A Simple Favor Novels & Stories

He looked straight at me, and then he smiled. “Zaire Laurent.” Dorian stepped in front of me instantly, but the stranger didn’t seem bothered in the slightest. He placed a white envelope on the counter. “Your father sends his regards.” My stomach dropped. “My father is standing right now in his apartment.” His smile only widened. “Not the father you just met.” He slid the envelope toward me. “Your real father.” I stared at him while Dorian reached for the envelope, but the man stepped back just out of reach. “Careful, Mr. Veyl. The next thing inside might change everything.”

But still, the disappointment doesn't entirely erase the warmth his earlier words brought me. “A favor?” I echo, trying to keep my voice neutral. Karl nods. “Yes. A favor. A small one.” Great, I think to myself. Of course there’s a catch to Karl’s kindness. When is there ever not a catch?

As I was packing for our honeymoon, my husband changed our destination yet again. This time, he wanted to go to Bali, the place my younger sister had been longing to visit. I stopped packing and looked up, only to catch the silent exchange between him and our son. "If Mom has a problem with it, we can just take a vote," Byron Pena suggested. For years, whenever Charlotte Lefebvre and I disagreed, they had settled the matter with a vote, claiming it was the fairest way to keep the peace. When I wanted a fancy dinner for my birthday, they voted for Charlotte's choice of a light salad, agreeing that it was healthier. And when I was struggling mentally and wanted to see a doctor, they voted

When I glanced back, his eyes were on me for half a second before they returned to the paper. “I can make breakfast if you’re hungry,” I offered. “Don’t go to any trouble. Coffee’s enough.” “It’s not trouble.” He studied me for a moment, then gave a short nod. “Alright. Thank you.” I made eggs and toast while he stayed at the counter. When I set the plate in front of him, our fingers brushed around the edge of it. The contact was brief, but I still pulled my hand back a little too fast. “Thank you, Claire.”

It's the third year of our secret marriage, and there are still only three pairs of indoor slippers in the shoe cabinet—a pair for my wife, Renee Hickman, a pair for her friend, Penny Falcon, and a pair for her student, Aspen Frost. However, mine's not there. I look at the disposable indoor slippers Renee hands me and ask flatly, "Where are the cotton slippers that I bought?" She doesn't even look at me as she replies, "I threw them away before they came here." I reply with a grunt. Suppressing the bitterness rising in my chest, I ask casually, "Did Aspen come along this time too?" "No." She's lying. I know that because Aspen just sent me a taunting text message earlier. "I actually f

"No" "Then?" His eyes come over me as I sigh. "You did enough for me, Mr Kaiser. In fact, everyone in my life kept doing something for me. And now I feel like I'm under their favour" "It's not a favour. You feel that way because you don't have a stable family to do that for you. We all need someone. Depends on someone. It can be the father, mother, siblings, friends, or partners. Anyone. That's why we feel like we are not in favour. Trust me. Everyone needs a favour"

You might be wondering why I’m writing you a letter, I assure you that this is to show how grateful I am. I would be very honest with you, narinig ko mula sa aking mga kaibigan na isa kang businessman. I would to ask for a favor if it isn’t a bother to you. I would differently pay back the favor, if you help this time. You won’t regret it. Well then, please have a nice day. Sincerly, Marina Edwards.

" I ponder briefly and I do feel ok, nothing out of the ordinary. 'Checked, I am fine, go on...' He nods and smiles. 'Everything has an explanation... and believe me, it is simpler than you might have thought... Meadow, my love, my princess... we are pregnant'. ღ ~~~~~~~ ☽ⓈⒺ☾ ~~~~~~~ ღ Author's Note: This is an on-going story, please be patient as the chapters get published, and support with your comments, as that is the best way to encourage any author! Share your thoughts and opinions, they help me write my chapters by clearing doubts in the story and sometimes including what you like most! B.

Sky, "I'm not sure what I did to make you ignore me this way...I mean, I thought we were getting along I guess that isn't true. I keep replaying the last conversation we had in the lunch room in my head trying to see if I did something to upset you but all I can think of is the party and I'm sorry if it seemed like I was forcing you to go, I wasn't, I just wanted to spend time with you. Ever since I met you, and got to know you it's been very easy letting you in. You see a side of me that people don't even know exists, it is so easy to talk to you. I know what everyone thinks of me, I'm Ace Reed, I have everything that money can buy and more, I always have a lot of people around me, I'm popu

I really do. I cleared my throat, and appraised him back. "You clean up nice, Dee," I told him with honesty. "You look really good." He chuckled. "Thank you," he said, and hand out something he was hiding behind his back. "This is for you," he said, presentint to me my favorite flower. He gave me a single stemmed Carnation. Trying not to die from a heart attack from how sweet he was, I took the Carnation from his hand and said, "Thank you. It's beautiful."