All That Moves Us Novels & Stories

"I hope you won't let personal feelings ruin a win-win situation for both our companies." "Win-win? Are you serious?" a man's voice cut in sharply. A second later, I felt the pressure on my arm ease. Then, I turned and saw Ian. He confidently hooked his arm around mine, eyed Harry with barely concealed disdain, and drawled, "You must be her ex-husband. No offense, but have you really not figured it out yet? "A corporation like the Simpson Group doesn't 'win' anything by working with a small company like yours. That's not a partnership. That's charity.

He suddenly sneezed, rubbed his nose, and looked around, finding nothing. Then he lifted his small hand and waved at my photo. Something inside me became quiet, as if I had finally set everything down. Maybe it was time to leave. I went behind Mom and hugged her from the back the way I used to when I was little. Mom's body suddenly trembled as if she had felt something. She turned around sharply. There was nothing there. Only a thread of wind drifted in from the doorway, stirring the white daisies on the memorial table. The petals trembled gently, like a wave goodbye.

And in that moment… I moved.

"Uhhhm so you just disappeared from the ends of the earth...i've been trying so hard to call to call you but you number is always unavailable, i don't know wether you literally bloked my number or you changed numbers, what happened if i may ask" "Well...it's called 'moving on',i decided to move on and shut the door from the people who aren't meant to exist in my life, i closed the door from the people who never even tried to appreciate my existence in their lives. I focused on my career and passion, I've learnt to love myself, and guess what?...its been a wonderful experience☺. There was silence which made them stare at one another like they were both on fire which they wanted to spit out.

We're like water and oil already, we'll never mix. Provi suddenly moved close to me and hug me. "Are you ok?" concern written all over his face. "Yes," I nodded and smiled.

Nox misses moments like this when they're alone. CONTINUED...

Zara had a feeling that this trip with him might actually lead to something unexpected. The car was indeed heading to Apricot Village. The villagers had moved out, so the construction was moving fast. In just one day, most of the houses had been torn down. Their car crept by, revealing a landscape of ruins through the window. It was so different from the scene they had witnessed just two days before. Zara felt a wave of confusion wash over her. That confusion turned into shock when she saw Stanley standing among the debris. His foot was pressing down on Winston's face, his expression icy and severe.

And everything about it felt absolutely right. End of Part One: Runaway Billionaire

Just then, a middle-aged woman who looked a lot like Asher suddenly barged through the sea of flowers and shook her fist at us. She yelled, "Lexy Jameson, please just hurry up and say 'yes' to him! I've been waiting six years for this! I've watched every race of yours! If my son married the top female F1 racer in Jadeville, I'd brag about this to my friends for years!" Again, I was rendered completely speechless at this. I suddenly understood what Ingrid had meant when she told me that the Princeton family was quite open and receptive to new ideas in a very aggressive way.

The pain lingered for an entire day, only subsiding late at night when the effects of the drug finally wore off. Her body was drenched in cold sweat, and her face was pale, completely drained of color. It was then that Zoe called. Summoning all her strength, Mia answered the phone. “Hello—” “Sweetheart, it’s me,” Zoe said, her warm, gentle voice bringing a faint comfort. “I’ve taken care of all the paperwork for your move abroad. When are you planning to leave? I’ll book your flight.” Mia lay on the floor, her eyelashes trembling. She wanted to say she would leave at sunrise. She couldn’t stand another minute here.