Chance Jenkins Novels & Stories

“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."

Jenkins simply remained seated in silence, they had dropped the grenade and it was expected to cause an effect, that may be disastrous enough to bring the whole place down in a matter of seconds, without a chance to rectify your mistake. “Is this some sort of prank?” He was still in disbelief. "Are you guys kidding me right now?” He demanded an immediate response. Till this moment, he was yet to reconcile what he just heard to his reality. "Sadly, you heard just right." Dr. Jenkins was quick to spill. He was itching to get the hell out of Mr. Brady's office, but he knew that would be one of the most wrong decision he would make probably since he started his career in the field of his dream,

Jenkins started “I am so pleased to see you all here, in good health and sound mind. Actually, I’m very happy for you all seated here, being opportune to be one of the contestant of this great music contest. But mind you, this is not the end of the journey. I believe some on you are just meeting me for the first time. I am Mr. Jenkins by name, the CEO of this great company and the Hybrid University likewise.

Jenkins according to the clues she provided. She wanted to see who would be the most popular in the future!

I also told her what Mary said. "You have to grab this opportunity and give him a chance, also give your heart a chance to fall in love again" She said Should I give him a chance?

I’d probably have a higher chance of blending in with the wall beside us, instead of gathering the amount of attention this man does. There is no chance of us being a thing happening.

We weren't friends or anything but it felt just right. "I knew there was something special about you when you stood by my side that night." He said, pulling apart. "Guess you were right." I said. "But how are you here?" I asked him. "I invited him." Calvin spoke up. I looked at him with a full smile. "All right, all right, enough of all this, we need to prove if you're blessed." The Chief finally spoke up. "How do we do that?" I asked.

I look up from grabbing the ones that fell and went under the couch and look at Chance whom has moved into the living room like a ninja. "Yeah, it's not always the wisest decision to have a three-year-old show you her favorite toy. That's like an invitation to her entire room." Chance chuckles, joining me on the floor to help clean and I join him. It's comfortable being around him. He's always been the laid-back person with me, never judging, never giving me shit for being who I am. I can tell Chance carries around a lot of baggage and as soon as Lisa told me about him, I knew he was the kind of man whose heart was now made of steal. She was working near the school when the incident happened

We scrutinized every guest, every staff member, and every corner of the palace, determined to unravel the mystery. Hours turned into moments as our pack members delved deep into the depths of the palace’s security network. They accessed logs, cross-referenced data, and analyzed patterns, all in the pursuit of uncovering the truth. Their dedication was unwavering, their expertise unparalleled. And then, it happened. A breakthrough. One of our pack members, a tech-savvy specialist, discovered a discrepancy in the security protocols. An entry point had been compromised—a vulnerability that Jim had exploited. My heart clenched at the realization, knowing that my daughter’s safety had been compro