Context Unscramble Novels & Stories

Not as partner. Not as alignment. Not as shared presence. Just— Me. Unframed. Unbuffered. Uncontextualized. ⸻ And in systems like this— An uncontextualized variable is the easiest thing to reshape. ⸻ Adrian stepped closer. “They’ll try to box you into a role.” “I know.” “Don’t accept it.” “I won’t.” Silence. Then— “They’ll ask what you influence.” I met his gaze. “And I won’t answer that.”

Tss, And I think I get this set-up we have, right now. Arranged Marriage.

Brian said in irritation. “What son?” Brian’s abductor asked. “That… that son term… you can’t use that… I am not your son” Brian complained like a child. “Oh dear… you never change. I am glad you never change” Brian’s abductor chuckled in satisfaction. Brian’s abductor took Brian inside and untied his hands. “Why did you untie me?” Brian asked rubbing his sore hands. “Because I know you are going nowhere. You are hungry? I can make some sandwiches” Brian’s abductor was looking for something in the mess he calls kitchen.

great. "Dianna! Truth or dare?" "Um.... dare. Kidding! Truth of course" "Ehh! Which one for real?" "Truth! Truth hehehe peace" "Hmmmm Dianna..." "Yeah?" "Who is your first kiss?" "Ehh? F~First kiss? Hmmm" Flashback '"cock a doodle doo~~ cock a doodle doo" What is that sound?! Shuush! "cock a doodle doo~~ cock a doodle doo~"

When he did look at her it was because she was speaking. "The Henriksen portfolio is the most time-sensitive item on the restructuring agenda," she said. Her voice was the same. He had been aware, in an abstract way, that it would be, and had apparently not given that awareness sufficient weight. "They have a review clause in their management agreement that triggers at the sixty-day mark post-acquisition. If we haven't presented a continuity plan by then they have the right to withdraw without penalty." "What's the withdrawal value?" Pearce asked from the far end of the table.

Smile. Walk. Don't move your hands. Take small steps. Don't run. Just walk. Breathe. Don't let them see you can't. Don't make a sound. Just breathe. Smile. Don't raise your voice. Nod your head. Don't talk back. Don't scream. Smile— "Luna? Luna?" Someone shook my shoulders. I turned, too fast, too sharp and found Remi's concerned gaze. His eyes zeroed in on my turtleneck.

The mother checked the progress of her daughter who was unpacking things in the room. Some boxes are open, and chaos in the room can be seen in various directions. "No mom." The girl looked around to confirm one by one the contents of the box that had been scrambled by herself. "I guess..." She faltered at the end, unsure if her memory might be wrong.

➳ Over the next week, Matthew had been very busy with the merging of the two Packs. At first, the majority of the other Pack was against this, but they slowly realized this new integration would mean more strength and better protection. They all began warming up to their new Alpha... especially the females.

Heron “So your telling me the most eligible bachelor in the country proposes to you and you say no?” the exasperation in Clem’s voice was a welcomed comfort on this rather drab morning. It had not stopped raining, and I had to take off my display cases, that would barely fend against the wind. Though being under the canopy meant they weren’t drenched to the bone. Clem looked stary eyes as she rested her hands beneath her chin, her braids swooped up in an intricate bun, “You have to go back and say yes.”