Conveniently Novels & Stories

Her shirt was crinkled as a towel was thrown over her shoulder, waiting for the next time the baby had to spit-up. “Going so soon?” The woman said as Terra approached the counter and placed the key with an orange tag on the wood. “Yeah, I can’t stay any longer,” Terra replied as the attendant turned around and hung up the keys, her baby still bouncing against her shoulder. Terra waited for her to get the sign-out board, but she just stared at her. “How did you get here?” Terra felt her palms heat a little. She started feeling uncomfortable and shifted her weight to her other foot. “I drove.”

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cafes, feeling the weight of her sadness pressing down on her. As she turned a corner, she saw a familiar face in the distance. It was her old friend from college, whom she hadn't seen in years.She quickened her pace, hoping to catch up to him before he disappeared around another corner. When she finally reached him, she called out his name. He turned and looked at her quizzically, as if trying to place her."It's me, Rachel," she said, feeling a lump form in her throat. "We went to college together."Recognition dawned in his eyes, and he smiled. "Rachel, of course! It's been so long. How have you been?"They chatted for a while, catching up on old times and reminiscing about their college da

"Congratulations on your new business opportunity, Mr. Damian. We would be delighted to assist you in arranging a memorable evening for both you and your girlfriend. Can you provide any preferences or additional details for the date?" "I would love an intimate setting, preferably by the hotel pool. Candle-lit tables, soft music, and a menu tailored to our taste would be perfect. Can you also arrange for some privacy in that area? I don't mind the price, book the whole floor if need be." "Certainly, Mr. Damian. We will make all the necessary arrangements to ensure your privacy. As for the menu, is there a specific cuisine or any dietary restrictions we should consider?"

he breathes. Mark Sinclair has miraculously lessened the three hour distance to not more than ten minutes. The guy is two floors away from Audrey’s office. He snuck right out the lesser he was expecting him. Hell, he was not expecting him at all. Mark, two; Vren, one.

The black hummer jeep kicked started and zoomed out of the premises. The country breeze blew here at the country side, Bernard Williams residence was no exception. * Nicky woke up the next morning, feeling good. Her injuries had been ministered to, the pain had subsided so she lay still. The bed was laid in white linen. The bed was so comfy that she forgot she was in a stranger’s place. The sweet aroma of toast filled the room. Nicky sort for it as she was starving, her joy knew no bounds as she found a tray arrayed with toast jam and a mug of coffee.

This one being close to the coordinates I plugged in. Platforms are different then the bracelets I have grown used to. While my old bracelet could take me to any location that wasn't protected by a security wall, a platform can only teleport you to another platform. It chooses the closest one to the coordinates you put in and then you walk to your destination. Not as efficient as the bracelets, but lower in cost and still handy. I inhale deeply and sigh. This home is in the perfect location. Hundreds of acres of prime hunting land surround it. My mate and I would be well provided for here. I could hire a proper security crew and they too would have ample hunting space. I walk the half mile t