Exo 2014 Novels & Stories

“No, it’s not possible, Xerra. I’m sorry. The person must be two days dead at most. And you know that we cannot use the Creyer anymore. The price is just too high!” My tears rolled down my cheeks freely. “Xerra?” Ponpon’s voice was that of concerned. I looked down at him, to meet his red eyes. “J-just rest, Ponpon. Don’t mind me. You’re tired.” “Okay,” he said quietly and closed his red eyes once more.

He ran a hand through his hair, breathing out sharply. The tension was terrible. A flicker of sound from the television in the corner of his office caught his attention. It had been playing a quiet not having bright colors business news channel for hours, more for background noise than actual information. But now, as the anchor's voice rose, something made Tyler quick look at the screen. "...and now, we move on to the receiver of this year's Clever creator's Award in Graphic Design, an honor recognizing new and exciting things that are given to the industry. Let's meet Samantha Blake..."

After a tense silence, he finally spoke up. “Thank you for attending today's board meeting.” He walked confidently toward the presentation screen. “As you know, today's agenda concerns approval of Walton Lux's upcoming Fall Collection strategy. Our projected market analysis shows strong demand growth, and based on previous years' performance, I expect another record-breaking season.” Slides filled with sales figures, market trends, and projected profits appeared one after another. Jared spoke confidently, like someone completely certain of victory. He bragged about his company for an hour before finally concluding.

Naomi nodded sympathetically. “That's terrible.” Wade looked at her. “You smoke?” “No.” “Then you don't understand.” “Probably not.” He waved them off. “Whatever. Enough chit-chat.” He pointed toward the door. “You came for Thanox.” “Yes.” “Two hundred and fifty.” Emma's jaw dropped. “For one tank?” Wade looked amused. “What'd you think, fifty bucks?” “Honestly?” “Yes.” “Maybe seventy.” “Lord have mercy.” Sofia stared at the tanks.

wedding. But I did not argue further with him. "I love you," he muttered into my ears, kissing me. I did not resist, but I did not kiss him back either. I just stood there like a log of wood while he kissed me. "Xavier, we need to talk," someone bursted into the door and we broke apart. Cleopatra was looking at us with an almost disgusted look on her face. I looked at Xavier and back at her, getting the clue and excused myself.

SO KEEP READING AND ENJOY ! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * “Entering the Dark City is no piece of cake, Aunt Nyssa. How will I make it past the gates and worse, find where Xador is ?” Ty asked.

The living room opened onto a small terrace where the afternoon breeze stirred the wind chimes. For the first time in what felt like forever… I could breathe. As I unpacked the last of my things, something caught my eye. A folded envelope rested on the bedside table. There was no name on the front. Curious, I opened it. Inside was a single handwritten note. “You don't have to forgive me. You don't have to speak to me. You don't even have to see me. Just focus on getting stronger. I'll keep every promise I made today.” — Zayn.

Perfect. I packed my hair up in a messy bun and then went to bed. I positioned myself in a sexy way as I waited for Brandon to come out of the bathroom. I wasn't afraid to go another round that night as I would never have enough of Brandon. He was different—the kind of calm man I had wished for. I picked up my phone and clicked on the photos application. I scrolled down until I got to a file named ‘my exes’ one by one, I began deleting their pictures, the memories of my time with them flashing through my mind like bad music.