Chance Jenkins Novels & Stories

He broke the silence and said," What about your application? Did it get approved? When will they call you for the interview?" " I don't know.I'm waiting for their call.When I will start working, it will help mom too but it's taking so much time." Lily said sadly. " Don't worry, they will call you surely." Parth motivated her, looking at her desperate face. Parth sat on the sofa in the courtyard. He took out the phone from his pocket and started surfing something on the internet. He was looking for the list of companies where his sister could apply. **************** Next day,

The noble magic academy was known for having top-class mage and royal members as its students. Alexis was in her second year of middle school. It was a half year when the original owner died and Alexis didn’t go to school for about a month or more. So to complete her second year, there were only five to four months left. If it was the original owner she would be scared to go to the school again because of what happened to her but Alexis was not her. She was not scared instead she was thrilled to go and make a hell out of Jessica. Her space dimension element had increased up to three stars. After today, she never has to worry about getting fat.

“Mr. Jenkins, hello, I’m Tomas Soros. We met a few weeks back, and I’m here trying to convince this young man to stop delaying and leave this area. I’m sure this accident hinders your business, but this boy is difficult to deal with.” Tomas said, losing all his arrogance when Jenkins arrived next to them.

Instead, he obediently greeted them. The bartender took out a small carton of milk with a straw and gave it to Chance. Chance happily took it with both hands and thanked him with some milk stains on the corners of his lips. Everyone circled around Chance and asked him questions from time to time, which Chance answered seriously. However, no one knew that Chance was Eric Ferguson’s son. Everyone thought Chance was the child of Selena’s friend because it was rare to see little kids in bars. The manager came down with a drenched smartwatch and looked at Chance helplessly.

Time for the meeting Seth and I are as prepared as we can be. There are no fancy presentation slides or numbers to dazzle them with. We come to them to plead the case, not only for our business but for our town as well. The survival of Chance depended on it. The town needed the revenue from the businesses that have already signed leases on the building. If this project failed, then all of the money received will have to be refunded. The jobs that were sorely needed will disappear. The board members need to look past the things that have happened since the start of this project. Some days I feel like we are cursed with all of the bad things that have happened. We need the board to give us ano

Josh moves closer too, his voice lower now. “If you do not close it, none of this matters.” Also true. The second shape pushes further through. The ground cracks beneath it. The Hunters fall back now. Even they understand. This is beyond them. The figure looks at me one last time. “This is your last chance,” it says. “Choose.” My heart pounds. My mind races. My hand moves again to my stomach. A quiet instinct. Protect. I close my eyes. Reach inward. Not just to the connection.

Did I even want the job if I couldn’t tell Mike I was working in the same building? The only reason I had applied was to be closer to him. But according to the instructions, I wouldn’t even see him at work. The Head of the Council had redesigned everything so his staff would work on a separate floor—only his office would be accessible. That I could live with—not seeing Mike during the day was fine. But not even being able to talk about it with him? I had hoped it would give us more to talk about. Maybe even make me a more worthy conversation partner for him. Maybe I could still become that—without ever revealing I work for the Head of the Council. It was an opportunity not everyone gets. Sur

I don’t want to be that guy anymore, mom. I want to take a different type of chance this time. – Chance Chance left the clubhouse with no idea of where to go. He cruised the streets of East Vale without any thought. Then he found himself in Ridgeview pulling into the Memorial Hospital parking lot. He had never come on his own. Had never thought about it. But as he parked his bike, he hoped that they would let him in. Carrying his helmet, he went straight to the elevator and then the nursery.

“To get close to Regina, you really went all out, didn’t you? Look at you, dressed like that. I bet you don’t even have a real job. “Tell you what, I can introduce you to a position here at the hotel. Learn how to serve people, and you could make five figures a month.” Someone nearby jumped in, eager to flatter him. “This is a luxury hotel in Rivendell’s prime district! Working here would be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you. Shouldn’t you be grateful?” I found myself surrounded, unable to leave. With no other choice, I said calmly, “Thanks, but I already have a job.

"I will find a way to feed my baby without selling myself. I am done being that person." ​As my hand reached the doorknob, Mark started to clap. Slow, deliberate applause. ​He walked over, his expression completely changed—it was kind now, even relieved. ​"Congratulations, Jamie. You got the job." He motioned to the money. "That was a test. Larry didn't just recommend you for a job; he insisted we test your integrity. He needed to know if the woman who hurt him still had a moral compass before he could give you a future here. He needed to know that the selfish version of you was truly gone. You passed. Welcome to Izakaya Mori."