Bias Novels & Stories

“We live in a small apartment, Mother. It’s in a bad part of town and doesn’t even have a dishwasher. We get by. For two years, he’s been telling me this is the best he can afford on his salary, that Mr. Merriweather doesn’t pay fairly, but now I know that it’s really that Jeff has been spending his money on prostitutes, pornography, and other vile addictions.” “Oh, dear!” she exclaims, shocked. “You know all of that? For certain?” “Yes, Mom, but beyond all of that… Jeff doesn’t treat me well. He doesn’t treat me like a person. I’d almost forgotten what it was like to have someone actually care about my thoughts, to want to hear what I have to say. I don’t know how to explain it, Mother, but

Viktor opened his mouth to protest, but Van Helsing cut him off. "That is our decision, Viktor," he said firmly. "And it is final." The room fell silent, and Viktor reluctantly nodded his assent. He knew better than to argue with the council's decision, but he couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled in the pit of his stomach. He had a bad feeling about this mission, and he couldn't shake the feeling that things were going to end badly. Helena stood at the back of the room, feeling numb with shock. She had always looked up to her uncle, and his approval meant everything to her. But now that she had it, she wasn't sure she was ready for the task ahead.

After

"That's what makes people connect. That's what makes them trust her. Not because she's perfect, but because she's honest." "Honesty doesn't drive market share," I said. "Strategic positioning drives market share." "You're wrong," Eli said, and it was the first time he'd directly contradicted me without immediately offering an alternative framework. "Honesty does drive market share. Because when people feel seen and understood, they build loyalty. That's how brand advocacy starts. Not with perfection. With recognition." I wanted to argue that the data didn't support this, but I was starting to understand that I couldn't win arguments with Eli by citing data if the data was measuring the wrong

"Fuck off!" While Amanda is on the Libra side, Alex is a Cancer ♋. He is quite emotional and always looking for true love, Alex is very caring and can also be quiet naive. He loves cuddles, but also love his own personal space, though Alex lacked a little bit of confidence, this was why it took him years to get close to Martins and Stacey. He never really approached Ross to ask for a promotion, but it all ended well, because he was still given the promotion.

Ken stood up and walked towards the fire place. He pressed a button and out came a small drawer. He picked out a cigarette, lighted it using the lit fire place. “Where is she?” Ken questioned, facing the roof, exhaling a cloud of smoke. “I’m sorry boss.” Ben pleaded, going on his knees. “She…she got away, I’m sorry boss.” Ben stammered. “You’re sorry?” Ken questioned, facing him and giving Ben a harsh look. Ken turned backing him, “you know I have zero tolerance for failures but as a close and trusted friend I forgive you." He spoke, his cigarette in his mouth, hands backwards.

No doubt, years of leading the unleadable had gained him that skill. Minus, on the other hand, was more like a dormant volcano that was waking up after a long sleep. He seemed calm on the outside, but I could sense a lake of molten anger bubbling deep inside him. Some of that anger began to flow out as Minus challenged my uncle and seeing the look on his face brought back a flood of memories. His beautiful features, forming into a Viking-like scowl. His fists, balled up at his sides, caused his biceps to swell. As hurt and confused as I was, I could not stop myself from feeling an instant, and overwhelming attraction to him. I had to force myself to look away.

the blonde said. The owner flared up. “You mean that obnoxious fool. Oh, he’s so stupid.” The blonde choked on her coffee. “What do you mean, Ms. Morgan? How did he offend you?” “I don’t want to talk about it.” “Well I think he’s really attractive really and you probably blushed when you saw him. You get flushed quickly you know,” the blonde teased and waggled her eyebrows. “Sandra!” Morgan busted. “Stop teasing me, ok. He was rude and I hated him because of that. I mean, I hated him at first sight.”

She giggles but apologizes because she thinks it was too mean. "No it's ok. You're right that would happen or even worse." I start to giggle too. I don't want her to feel bad for me. As soon as she feels bad she blames herself for this. And it isn't true. It's my fault that I ended up here. It's not even something to blame somebody. It was my decision to come here so if my family wants to blame somebody then they have to blame me.

screen, in confusion I turn to see what he's looking at and there she is on the screen clinging to another girl, I looked closely at her long brown hair and big wide brown eyes, she was radiating fear "But she needn't worry" Abyss was tipping, the shock caused my heart rate to speed up and I had started sweating and that one word slipped out at the same time Acre said exactly the same thing "MATE".