First Hand Job Stories Novels & Stories

"I thought you had completely forgotten about our company's rules just because you had secured an important deal yesterday. You dare come in late on the very first day Mr. Hammond is inspecting our company. How insolent of you!" When I first joined the company, Shermaine would often brag about being the top salesperson in our department. She kept telling me to learn as much as I could from her. During my first month here, I managed to surpass her in both the number of deals I had secured and the amount of profit earned from these deals. Since then, she would make all kinds of sarcastic remarks whenever we ran into each other. Before this, Shermaine would go on and on about how I had outperfo

I found a part-time job, started scraping by on my own, and just when I thought I was beginning to make it, the world fell apart. The beasts took over. They destroyed every city, every building, ripping through concrete and steel like it was paper. They tore apart anything and anyone in their way. Back then, I wanted to die. I thought it was a sign-a sign that I wasn't meant to survive. My whole life had been a nightmare, but then Armani found me. She took me in when I had no one. She became my family, my safe place. And now she was gone. My chest ached with grief, but I couldn't afford to let the sorrow consume me. I had to stay focused. I wondered if everyone else was okay. I prayed they h

After three years of blood, sweat, and tears working at Zohart Group, we finally came out on top of the other team, and I finally had a chance at a promotion and a raise. Out of the blue, the company's heir showed up for his first day at work, bringing with him a poor student he had sponsored for years. When I heard the news, I was having a cup of my well-needed coffee in the pantry. I looked outside and saw a group surrounding a strikingly handsome man. He stood in the very middle, nervously distributing gifts.

he placed his hand on my hand and gave me his warm smile again , But this time, I felt so comfortable I smiled back at him, and I remember his face looking like he had seen something he never saw before, he looked surprise and overwhelmed, thinking back I wish I knew what that look meant. And I remember, while we were talking, I heard some gossip between the women in the room, they said something about Zander Corporation, My father's company, I think it was that gossip that started this life of pepetual competition I live now; I was still lost in my thoughts as I distantly stared at the top of the hill, looking at Melvin who is now an eighteen years old guy, 6'1 feet tall, clear White skin,

his tight voice filled with disgust. What was his problem anyway? He wasn’t anything to me to react this way. “Firstly it’s not a mark, just a hickey. Secondly, I didn’t let him. Vadas did that because of you. He freaked out after your show”, “You actually sabotaged my mission. Allaway is going to investigate me! Now I must fix this and I don’t know how!” I tried my best to keep it low but by the end of my tirade, I was screaming and slamming his chest.

The movie was scary to fawaz, he wasn't familiar with such big fishes. The movie ended in two hours , nafisa and fawaz were already sleeping. Khadija sigh before joining them. They woke up around four in the evening, prayed and they sat talking. "Naffy, it is getting late. Let me get going " Khadija said to nafisa . "Okay"She replied and run off to her room. She got chocolate cake, and chocolate biscuits for fawaz, then Khadija's favorite square veil. The house felt empty, just like her an empty soul when her husband left her. she flipped through the cartoon channel , sighing heavily. She missed her husband.

Well, even I don't know about 'The Experience. But I know one guy, who is a master of masters...,? I'm not pretty sure if he is or not but one thing that comes to my mind every time is when I saw that person for the first time. He was killing people like it's his daily job. Welp... No more spoilers. I have seen somewhere once the most dumbass man said, "True Narrator never narrates the whole story in the right order...,?"

Nicole looked at the clock in the room and said, “I’m kind of in a hurry so I’ll make my story brief and comprehensive. After breaking your heart, I owe you an explanation my darling Muhammad.” Muhammad tried switching on the radio on his belt, in hope that anyone on the other end could listen to the conversation if the signal was restored. If Maryam and he were going to die tonight, their death might as well not be in vain. The most important thing was revealing the real identity of The First One.

I walked barefoot out the main gates of the Silvermoon pack territory. A rusted-out pickup truck waited for me. A relic from my old life. The door didn't just creak; it screamed in protest as I pulled it open. Now, it was my only way out. As I opened the door, I saw them. A pack of reporters, already waiting. "Elena! Over here!" "What does it feel like to be rejected by Alpha Aiden?" "Do you have anything to say to Lady Cora?"