Fired Book Novels & Stories

James’s chest clenched with despair because he knew of only one person or entity capable of creating the devastating fire: Oliver Burton. No... no... it can’t be, he argued with himself briefly. But he knew it to be true. Now he knew who had been supplying Kali with information all year long. So many lives lost because of one man’s choice to betray his supposed friends. In that moment, anger quickly overtook despair and he tightened his grip on his sword; he wanted to charge after Oliver and end his life, not realizing he was already too late.

(Madam) I feel sorry for the old man. “Don’t worry” I assured him “No one can fire you and certainly not Flora. We all acknowledge your efforts for the family.” “I know sir. Your family had always been very kind towards me” Warm smile came back on his face. “Maybe you can ask her. She never disobeys you”

To her greatest bewilderment, it didn’t seem like it was totally irrelevant and it read thus; “let me start by saying a very big sorry to you. It’s me Ekaris, I was the one that called earlier during the day. This is what I should have done earlier before now, but the courage and morale to do that was lacking in me. I feared how grieved and angry you were and probably you are …. I never meant all those stuffs to happen regardless that they have. It was my foolishness, selfishness and I that should be blamed….most especially me for possessing such bad and insane qualities. Whatever you feel right now is right, I really deserve no mercy. I know right from time, I couldn’t just do things on my

I bet you my life that prince Cornelius can't handle me. He grabs my handcuffs and begins to drag me up the stairs as Vincent follows with Tommy, not taking his eyes off Jason until the trap door is shut. They push the front desk over the trap door, like the sick people they are, ensuring that Jason has no way of following us any time soon. "So this was your dumbass plan, it's never gonna work you know.'' As they lead us down the dark alleyway in the direction of the pub. " is that so honey, as I recall it you're the one in handcuffs and don't even bother with your powers, the handcuffs cut off your energy so they won't work." I try just for good measure but the handcuffs don't allow any fir

Lady Cassie had must have smuggled the book inside her already large pile, because it was far from the magical beings’ catalogs Bree was looking for at first. There, she found a section on fire creature’s techniques and a particularly promising chapter about weaponizing the phoenix rebirthing process. It explained in less details than she expected that it could be done by extending the fire halo, but it consumed the inner fire. The next couple of sentences set Bree of to a hyperventilating predicament, and her hands shook so badly the book fell on the ground.

Praise Renard was awake long before dawn. The digital clock on his bedside table glowed 5:12 A.M. He had barely slept. Every time he closed his eyes, the same memories resurfaced: cold gray eyes, an unreadable expression, and a calm voice that had dismantled his entire world with three devastating words. “You’re fired.” Praise stared at the ceiling, breathing slowly. Seven months had passed since Vanel Lense had been erased from existence. Yet those words still echoed as sharply as they had on that humiliating night under the bright lights.

As well, as to the fact that what he was doing, there's no redeeming it back agai The book casings were empty except for a leather bound book of legends he was so obsessed of reading when he was still young. Of all his books, this one was the only one he was so attached of. He could not waste it. Before sundown, he ordered his men to get the mahogany casing and used it as wood to burn the dead bodies. He could not see any use of it while his men doubtfully followed his order. His men, like he, had the boon of the new age and things as precious as books were objects worthy of second thoughts. He burned it anywa When the cremation was done, it was almost midnight and his men were anxious as he

He suddenly turns his attention to us. CJ looks a bit startled to see me back in his office. Again. He gazes at me for a moment before Zara clears her throat. "Sir, sorry for the disturbance but my friend, Terra, just got fired." He seems a bit surprised. "Fired?" "Yeah. She was fired because -" CJ fixes his gaze on me. "I'm sure your friend, Terra, can speak for herself, don't you think?" I clear my throat. "Ms Madeline fired me because of the letter you tore. She thinks I did that."

*Last chapter! Yay! So someone is going to die. I know, spoiler much? Jsyk, I am crying way more than you are, if you do ಥ╭╮ಥ Listening to Before you go by Lewis Capaldi * * It was not easy at first. Having to pull men through tents and snap their heads, because there was a high possibility they would heal again. Yet he had to be thankful for the twins. Who psychotically, and happily set them on fire or drove Icicles through their head.

The man said, his voice had a little shaky tone to it, he had began to sweat, good. "You Can call the cops, infact I want you to call them right now, Oh you don't have the right to fire any body anymore, because I've fired you already, and for insulting Nicholas Donnacha and the vampire King's cousin and his personal guard and a prince of Myths, and also you've just insulted your boss, Mr Smith, you're fired" I said calmly. I heard sharp gasps from all over, Smith looks like he had just been kicked in his stomach, his face scrunched up in pain.