Blain's Black Friday Ad Novels & Stories

From the way his jaw tightened, I already knew he wasn’t going to like that. “We can buy you new clothes in New York,” he said confidently, like he was doing me a favor. I stared at him. Hard. Did Adrian Blackwell temporarily lose his brain cells? “Sorry to burst your billionaire bubbles," I said, "but I’m just an average human trying to survive life. I can’t afford the kind of things you call ‘new clothes.’” “No one said you’d be using your money.” There it was. That smirk. The smirk that screamed Checkmate.

“Nо nееd for thаt. Just ѕlаm dоwn уоur cup аnd slam thе door оn thе wау out. Uѕе уоur bоdу lаnguаgе. Nо оnе’ѕ gоіng tо knоw іt’ѕ nоt rеаl. Jog аrоund thе buіldіng. Rаttlе оn the gаtе. Together we’ll mаkе them thіnk that уоu аrе ѕtаrtіng your own ѕеаrсh fоr Aрrіl. Somewhere аlоng the lіnе, Blаkе will phone you or ѕhоw uр. Onсе you tеll hіm what уоu nееd to ѕау, hаіl thе fіrѕt cab уоu ѕее drіvе uр, bесаuѕе it’ll bе me. I am wа іtіng around the соrnеr tо drіvе past whеnеvеr you hаng uр.” “And what іf Blаkе doesn’t саll?” “Gіvе it fifteen mіnutеѕ. If he dоеѕn’t, run uр thе ѕіdе ѕtrееt and look fоr my саb.”

The kind that showed advertisements for different companies throughout the day. Right now, it was showing an ad for Phoenix Advisory. "Protecting Your Business from Financial Fraud," the text said in big letters. And below that was a picture of the company's CEO. I stopped walking and stared up at the screen. The woman in the picture had blonde hair and intelligent eyes. She was wearing a professional suit and smiling confidently at the camera. I knew that face. I knew that smile. I had seen them every day for six years. "Elena," I whispered.

If I didn’t take proactive steps now, I would truly be the fool. I packed up all the designer stuff I’d been gifted over the years with the intention of selling everything, bit by bit, to make the money to pay back Raiden and continue ensuring my father’s safety. It didn’t matter, anyway. I told myself I wouldn’t actually need the apartment. That Mason would eventually come crawling back, realizing how good he had it. But that only happens in movies. This is no movie. *** The next day, Blake called me into her office. “I need you to assist with an ad shoot,” she said, barely looking up from her phone. “Urbanite is launching a new luxury campaign. It’s a big deal.”

Franklyn gulped and, with no choice, hopped into Adler’s luxurious Bugatti La Voiture Noire. "This feels like a dream... Damn, I’m traveling in a Bugatti La Voiture Noire," Franklyn muttered, lost in his thoughts. He wasn’t that impressed when he saw the Bugatti from the outside, but now that he was inside, the thrill of it all hit him. Adler, glancing at Franklyn, couldn't help but grin at how his younger companion was so taken with the ride. A small, satisfied grin appeared at the corner of Adler's lips as he enjoyed the moment.

"Welcome to Brown's Inc. Let's make history together." Li Sun Mi inclined her head slightly, acknowledging his words. << A few days later, the first ad featuring Li Sun Mi was unveiled on a massive billboard in the heart of the city. The ad was striking, showcasing her masked visage against a backdrop of luxury estates, with the tagline: "Experience Elegance. Discover Brown's Inc." The reaction was immediate and overwhelmingly positive. Social media buzzed with excitement, and inquiries from potential clients began pouring in. Michael knew this was just the beginning.

“I’m sorry, ma'am. He called me at 6 am to…” “That wasn't so hard now, was it?” I smiled. Lachlan, that arsehole. “I'm sorry, ma'am.” Clara apologised like it was her fault when it wasn't. “It's…” I trailed my eyes forward and caught sight of something interesting. On one of the overpriced flat-screen TVs was a commercial of Cassandra advertising a beauty product. “Clara?” I asked, not taking my eyes off the screen. “Yes, ma'am?” She asked quietly.

“Reduce 20% the price of all the products, and give the first ten hesitating buyers our limited edition refrigerators to store the products they bought from us.“ Mr Friday's eyes lit up when he heard Alvin. “That would make the other hesitant customers change their mind and buy from us. This is such a genius plan!“ “Yeah?“ asked Alvin, dismissively. “Yeah,” replied Mr Friday. “Listen up workers! We are dropping the price of our products by 20% and giving ten of our limited edition refrigerators to the first ten former hesitant buyers! Update that on our website and mobile app now!“ “Yes, sir!“ They all answered and got to work.

It was war. A knock. Light, almost hesitant. A junior assistant slipped in, holding a tablet close to her chest. “Luna... I thought you should see this.” She handed it to me, her hands trembling, her face pale. I took it, eyes narrowing. A slick, black-and-gold advertisement bloomed on the screen. My heart pounded as I scrolled through the launch press release. Photos of bottles, eerily similar font. Even the tagline was a twisted echo of ours—“Rise with the moon.”

"That cute guy dared to fly down from such a high building. He must truly like her. She doesn’t agree and even gives him a cold shoulder. She’s so ungrateful." Jade was suddenly placed on a moral high ground. It seemed that not accepting Julian's confession was an unforgivable sin. She wanted to leave, but the crowd was packed so tightly that there was no way out. At that moment, a broadcast announcement suddenly echoed from the front, "Big sale at Best of Both Mall, everything 30% off. Hurry while stocks last." The news spread like wildfire through the crowd. Best of Both offered mid-range brands, ideal for most consumers.