Conversation Story Novels & Stories

I did not know why this was happening but she was willing to take her time and see how things will turn out in the future. After some time, Axle struck up a conversation again and soon they began to speak about their individual journey and the things they had encountered over the years and the great moments that hard shaped them into what they wear today. At a point in the conversation Chase, who seemed bored the whole time, brought up an idea with a hint of mischief buried under the crook of his lips.

Vincent turned his head to face me. "Great. I'm doing great," I said, mustering a deep breath. Here we go. I swallowed deep and buckled up, for this is going to be an interesting ride. I reckon this is going to be the longest conversation I'm going to have with Vincent in eight years. I don't even know how to play this cool and make it less awkward, but I'm going to try. I should've known that this day will come. That way, I would've prepared myself for this. "To be honest, there's nothing really fascinating going on with my life right now other than my gigs. How 'bout you? How are you doing?" "Me?" Vincent paused. "Well, I just went through a rough break-up" He huffed and raised his cup to

“Uh, sorry, Mr. Huang. I didn’t realize that we’ve been ignoring you. Would you like something to drink? But, I only have water, coffee, and milk—” “No need, Miss Park. We want to talk about something else with you, so you should take it easy.” Alain faintly sighed. The lecturer didn’t know how to make small talk to lighten the mood and once again went straight to the point. Perhaps he had to lend a hand to the painter. “Hey, Brielle,” Alain called his best friend, making the girl turn to him. “Do you remember when I asked whether you have a relative named Park Ah Reum or not? You didn’t answer my question at that time, did you?”

"Who's the other person?" "Your friend, Lilac." "What about me?" Lilac suddenly asked as she and Scarlet got back. "Oh, hey, Black. It's nice to see you again." "Yeah, hey." I replied as I awkwardly waved my hand." "I'll join you guys later when I'm on my break, so don't wait up." Crimson said before he continued working. "Um, so, what did you wanna talk about?" I asked. "Nothing at all." Scarlet replied as she took a sip of her drink. "We just finished talking about the competition, so we're just hanging out. I figured it'd be better if Crimson wasn't the only guy here."

I look at the person who spoke. “Mom!” I yelled when I saw my parents and Shayne. “Congratulations, Bavina,” Mom and Dad says, I hug them. “Grandma!” Pauline yells. “Your hair is getting long, Bavina!” Shayne says that made me laugh. We’ve been through a lot, happiness, problems, pains, achievements, rejections, and we ended up to what God wrote for our story. We ended up with each other despite the pains we gave to each other.

“That’s how that kind of story goes. Two brothers. One girl. She settles for the wrong one.” He arches an eyebrow. “Yeah?” I nod. “Uh-huh.” “And how does this story go?” “What story?” “Good boy. Bad boy who is stupid for him.” I chuckle and look away from him. He just has a way of bringing back the conversation to the elephant in the room, doesn’t he? I clear my throat and open the beer can I brought with me. “I don’t think that story happens.” “No?” I nod and take a gulp of my beer.

Alex found himself in a bustling city for a week-long business conference. Amidst the sea of faces at the welcome reception, he noticed Dawn, her vibrant energy illuminating the room. They struck up a conversation over their shared enthusiasm for local cuisine, and soon they were exchanging stories about their favorite travel destinations. Their outings became a routine during the evenings. They visited quirky cafes, attended art exhibitions, and explored the city's vibrant nightlife. Their conversations flowed effortlessly, seamlessly transitioning from light-hearted jokes to deep discussions about life and ambitions.

It was Francine. I gave a nod but tried to maintain a stern face. Alex ran to me and asked, "So are we riding an airplane? " "Yes we are little boy." I said smirking at him and messing up his hair. The sound of horns from the taxi signaled that we were all about to have a major change in our lives. I am Attorney Providence Dalton. Provi to my my closest friends.. Atty. Pro to my colleagues… This is my story.

I ended up lying to him and I don’t even know why. Tristan and I enjoyed continuing the conversation while drinking scotch. I asked to take a photo with him and he said yes. I actually learned some stuff from him that I haven’t heard before and it’s mostly about relationship. He told me his story with his boyfriend, how they met and how they basically had fights here and there.

"What's our story?" "We haven't discussed this?" "We've been a little busy with contracts and living arrangements. Quick, what's our meet-cute?" "Business conference," he said quietly. "We struck up a conversation over coffee." "Boring. Can we at least add some drama? Maybe I spilled coffee on you? Or we got stuck in an elevator?" "Lyra." He frowned at me. "Fine, fine. Business conference it is. But if anyone asks about our first kiss, I'm making something up."