Decide Novels & Stories

I need Israel's approval! "Print that out, Corrine. It's a unanimous decision that the three of us approved your design, so print it," Jenny drawled without even glancing at me. "But still, he's the boss. His approval is much needed, especially in this one." "Majority rule is what the system drives here," Cindy spoke. "Even though he's superior here, but if he's the only one who disapproves against three of us, our decision still wins. So print that out so you can leave right away."

It was not until my lungs painfully screamed for air that I realised that I too had been holding my breath in the suspense that seemed to stretch on endlessly. “I. DO. NOT. ACCEPT. YOUR. REJECTION.” Reid’s nostrils flared as he huffed heavily with each breath in and out, his anger scarily increased by the second as he clearly annunciated each word. Each syllable that he spoke sent my stomach plummeting to the other side of the planet in record timing, as he glared unblinking at my face with a look that said he was going to tear me limb from limb.

The moment doubt entered the room— The vote changed. Cho leans back slightly in his chair. “We are being asked to make a long-term decision based on incomplete information.” He lets that sit. Then continues. “That is… inefficient.” A subtle way of saying: Unacceptable. The secretary glances between the board members. “Are you proposing a delay?” Cho doesn’t answer immediately. He looks at me again. Measuring. Then at Richard. Weighing. Then back at the table. “Yes.” The word lands clean.

Something adjacent and personal and connected enough to carry a message without the message arriving as an official approach. Lisa had found his contact information on a Thursday. She had spent Friday deciding whether to use it. She had woken up Saturday morning and decided yes, and the deciding had the quality of something that had already been decided at a level below conscious thought and was simply catching up to itself, the recognition of a decision that had been made the moment she stood in front of the bathroom mirror in the restaurant eleven days ago and looked at herself with the specific directness she reserved for mom

It was an unwritten, mutual understanding. Everyone thought George and I were endgame, and for a long time, so did I. However, things were different now. By choosing a path opposite to George’s, an overwhelming sense of relief washed over me. From now on, my priority was myself, and I was going to make choices for my own future, rather than constantly compromising to accommodate George.

But there was no telling where the next decision would come from. Not from them. From me. I straightened, not allowing myself to falter. The room might be closing in, the system might be watching, but I would not be controlled again. Adrian took a slow breath, his eyes locking onto mine. “And if you decide wrong?” I didn’t flinch. I didn’t look away. “Then it’s my choice to make.” The system pulsed again, and this time, it felt like an answer not a question. CHOICE: INDEPENDENT.

Yahiko replied angrily, “Then, just pretend that you are a playboy. You have two lovers in Osaka. Now that you are in Osaka, you will have to meet up with both of them. So, will you choose to meet up with the lover that you like more first, or will you choose to meet up with the lover that you like less first?” Hiroshi hurriedly replied, “I could also like both of them equally. However, I know that I will not be able to meet both of them at the same time. So, there must always be a sequence. If I do not know how to make a decision, I could just make a choice using a lottery or simply by tossing a coin. If I used this kind of method to determine who I am going to meet first, this does not nec

She sighed. "I'm not going to say you're wrong, I'm not going to say you're right. You need to decide. And with every decision you make, someone will be hurt, and someone will be really hurt. With every decision you make, something will change. Whatever you do. You're just a human being, Cia. Someone who must decide. " She says. I just bent down and sobbed.

"Stop it." "I may not have ever been in this situation, but I know that it all starts with a decision and ends with a choice. You have to make a choice. It's hard. Definitely not easy, but you have to decide what it's going to be. You have to look at both of them and decide who you want it to be. Abel or Carson. Do you know who you want it to be?"

My voice remained steady. “If we truly believe in that, then we cannot rush this decision simply because we’re afraid of what might happen.” The northern Alpha leaned forward. “Then how do we decide?” I looked at the Crown’s empty place in my mind. “I don’t know.” The words felt strange. But they were honest. Garrick sighed. “There has to be a way to settle this.” “There will be,” Selene said. He looked at her. “But not by pretending we already know the answer.”