Extra Works Hard Novels & Stories

"I'm just trying to get to know you." "Thanks, Zach. I feel better now," Riley said as she tried shaking Zach off of her. "I'm just trying to help. There's no need for you to feel uncomfortable." Zach was handsome. He had short hair, tapered on the sides, and was longer on top. He had muscles, and they popped with the tighter fits he wore. But he wasn't her mate. He would make another she wolf happy. However, at this very moment, he was making her very uncomfortable with his advances. She made her feelings known down her bond. Hopefully, Eli would pick up on it before it was too late.

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Like an eager kid with candy, Ves quickly switched to the Lottery page and spun the metaphorical wheel. "Come on, give me something good, like a production license or a bag of credits." [You have received a Strength Candy.] Increases Strength by 0.1 upon consumption. Strawberry flavor. Ves fell on his knees and let out a frustrated scream. "C'mon System! I worked so hard the last few days! Why don't you throw me a bone or two?" He felt like a wizard who decided to pump some iron in the gym. Developing his muscles was an unnecessary luxury that provided little help in his predicament.

He asked "No Sir." She answered shaking her head. "Would you like some coffee? You must be stressed from all the work." She headed towards the coffee machine in his office to make some. "I don't pay you to waste valuable time to worry about unnecessary details. In other words, I don't appreciate incompetence." He replied her. He then pointed his hand to the door, his eyes fixed on her. That was all the signal she needed to know when to quit. She hesitated a bit, feeling embarrassed. Conscious on who she was dealing with, she managed a smile and headed out.

Even if I felt a little nervous inside, I could not show it. I answered seriously, "Don't worry, Coach. I'll hand in a result that makes you proud. You'll see what your teaching has done for me this past month." When it came to studying, Derrick held nothing back. The effort he had put into helping me could only be described as pouring his heart into it. I had realized something. He excelled in math, physics, and chemistry. His only weakness was the Writing and Language section. According to him, he was too lazy to memorize and did not feel like studying them.

“Although it isn’t much, the additional five points in your stamina could affect your combat performance in a drawn-out battle.” Checking his new title and stats, Zen grinned. He finally had something to help with his poor stamina. === Title: Handyman Description: Helped the Three Pig Builder Brothers complete their house construction. Effects: Fame +10, Stamina +5 === “Wait, that’s all?” Damian asked when he compared his rewards to Zen’s and Oritha’s. “Why is mine different?” Looking at Damian’s reward screen, Zen raised a brow. === Title: Master Architect Description: Your expert design and engineering techniques made the building much safer for its occupants.

I saw my team’s face turned pale. I heaved a sigh. "I'm sorry, Ma'am. I'm not with myself this week." I admitted. I immediately browse the summary plan of the presentation. "I get their point in this plan. It's good. But maybe instead of me, why not we get Ms. Sheena and instead of 'So in love' we change the copy to 'Made for love' since Ms. Sheena is the designer of Inarez Bag and Mr. Gavin is the owner of Inarez."

I held my head as he let go of the tight grip he had on my hair. "I specifically instructed you not to eat food today and you went out and bought snacks, as your punishment for that, you will be given extra chores and dont even dare think of eating any food tomorrow." I stared at Joshua with wide eyes. What does he mean extra chores? I sweep, wash the dishes, do the laundry, wash his car, take out the trash and cook. I possibly can't think of anymore chores I have to do. "What do you mean by extra chores?"

Gnomes had been doing this work for eons, so I just had to assume they knew what they were doing and trust them. We joined the work line and began hammering away. The three of us worked as a team, one chipping away with the pickaxe, while one hauled rubble away, and the other collected the precious metals and gems and sorted them. We rotated when the person with the pickaxe was tired. It was hard, sweaty, dirty work, but somehow felt rewarding to be doing work with a purpose. The gnomes had us focusing on sections higher up than they could ordinarily reach without a platform, and it was paying off, with us finding plenty they’d missed.

she replied, watching him, as if waiting for him to admit that he’d lied to her. He slapped his forehead. “Yeah, I forgot. I’m working at twelve. Damn stupid shift hours. I hate this new rosta thing, it means I can get called up to work my reserve hours at any time.” He shrugged, not looking too happy about it, but for some reason, I didn’t believe him when he said he was working. Ashley turned to me. “Josh’s mom is an amazing cook. She’s part Italian and, I swear, she makes the best spaghetti sauce in the world,” she said, smiling fondly. “She’s tried to teach me, but I just can’t get it right.”