Chenford Novels & Stories

says Machiv, "people around me are concerned that you might be a phantom menace." "Hahaha," crackles Hila through the phone, still keeping her even cool tone, "I do pride myself in being quite discreet, I suppose." "Apparently there's also a kid out in the grade, Chevy," says Mach, and Keito corrects the name for him, "Ford, I mean, who is interested in academic contests." "Silly," says Hila through the phone, echoing a similar disposition to Machiv's earlier statement, "but harmless, I suppose." "I don't think though, Ford knows about you."

I said smiling at him and he slowly raises his head still looking embarrassed. I asked him to join me at breakfast, though it was just coffee and a slice of bread. I am happy to know that I still have someone to eat with even in my special mission slash journey. "We are near our destination." He said then sipped on his coffee. I nodded and thought that it was good news. Nearing our next destination, the valley of the high mountains lays a small county. It will be a little hassle to go there because we have to trek, but if ever we get tired, we can just fly our way there.

Earning her friends attention. Chisom was Kenzy's maternal cousin, they were literally very close. "Why?" Trisha asks. "Because of Daniel oh!" Kenzy responds. Daniel was currently there maid's son. Who literally came to visit his mum once in a while. Kenzy had made mention to her friends about Chisom's huge crush on Daniel. And the face Daniel was always looking for every opportunity to get her attention. Which Chisom had took note of, and had told Kenzy, she had an idea of the feeling she had for him and was trying to seduce and get him for herself. This had caused a big rift between both cousin.

So it wasn't right for him to think about someone else's girlfriend. The next morning, he went to his office and Carmen told him that the CEO of Safari company was waiting for him inside the office. Philip nodded and walked inside, closing the door behind him. "Good morning, Mr. Frank." He greeted with a faint smile. "Yes, Mr. Philip. You asked for a brief meeting," Frank said in an indifferent tone. He was in his forties with grey hair and a handsome face. He had this deep male voice and brown eyes. Everything about him told that he had enough attitude and potential to be a great leader of any company.

the dull voice on the other end of the line drawled, "I have some bad news. Miss. Gibson has been involved in a serious car accident and she has you listed as her emergency contact—" "Which hospital?" I interjected before she got another word out. With my phone tucked between my shoulder and ear, I searched my room for my wallet and car keys. "Manhattan General." "I'll be there," I responded before ending the call, barreling out the apartment in the next breath.

he asked Graham as we sat at the table. We were all at the table. I was cutting the meat for Annie, and my brother was eating his portion of food so eagerly, not even looking like it was his second portion. Now he nodded with an uncomfortable smile, drank his juice, and then burped before replying, “Ford Buildings is a small company located in New Jersey; that's probably why you've never heard of it here.” “Aren’t you going to say the magic word?” Annie asked him with a disappointed look. “It's ugly to burp at the table without saying the magic word,” she added.

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I pulled away and he turned to Frederico who didn't look affected by anything that had just happened . " Hey Mr Grumpy face ..." Red said and my jaws dropped as I looked at Red and shook my head . " His name is Frederico " I said and he frowned . " My name is Frederico Esposito mummy...he can't be Frederico " Red said arms folded . " Esposito really ? Frederico asked frowning . " I can't just give him your son name Frederico things don't work that way ' I said and he looked at me emotionlessly.

A crown of soft holographic rays circled his head. “Are you ready?” a voice said in his earpiece. Tunde swallowed. “No.” “Good,” came the reply. “Only the ready ones sound dead.” The lights dimmed. The crowd hushed. And he began to sing. --- Citadel Border, Scan Zone The hauler slowed. Abigail tensed, peering through the vent. Checkpoint. Guards in black Citadel armor circled the hauler. One held a glowing scanner that swept the sides of the vehicle.

Uncle Peter told me something that made my legs go numb. The meeting that was about to happen was to discuss the future launch of a Five star hotel in our town. Uncle Peter was to join the meeting and be a part of this discussion as the representative along with our Mayor Mr Paterson. He was worried that the future of his resort was in danger and so was the nature and landscape of our town. He wanted me to accompany him as his companion to represent his side of the things in the meeting.