Fortune Readers Novels & Stories

'' Nolan said, Five Hundred Value- Clear Rainbow Holographic Coin and Nolan face on it. Four Hundred Value-Pink Holographic coin with Ezra face on it Three Hundred Value-White Holographic coin with Leela's face Two Hundred Value-Gray Holographic coins with Voss meet on it Fifty-Blue Holographic coin with Willis face on it Twenty Five-Black Holographic coins with Maui face on it Twenty- Purple Holographic Coin With Kille face on it Fifteen- Green Holographic cash with Koto face on it

I turn and climb the stairs to the last floor, taking the back into the door room lobby. "Hello." I greet the delivery person. "Ma, good afternoon, oh my goodness. It's you." I smile at the young lady who doesn't look older than my twenty four years. "Yes, it's me." I smile wider at her and flap the hem of my floor length hijab. "This is your food. The restaurant said it's courtesy of the house. Thank you so much for ordering." I sigh, collecting the food, knowing that nothing I say or do will change their mind.

"I'll work for you under one condition." I say. "What's that?" "You'll marry me", He smirks revealing breathtaking dimples "Are you sure about that?." I pause for a moment then look straight into his eyes "I'm sure." I would marry Giovanni D'Errico and find a way to get back my fortune. Whatever it takes. Emily Rivera is trapped in a loveless marriage of three years with an unfaithful husband which eventually ends up in divorce papers. Devastated and heartbroken, she goes back to her parents' house and is even more devastated when she finds out her father was dead, she is hit with an even more shocking revelation, her father Alfonso Rivera had left behind a billion d

The tagline underneath read: "Bringing Silicon Valley Solutions to America's Communities." Claire's stomach sank as she scrolled through the site. State-of-the-art facilities. Celebrity board members. A founder bio featuring Derek Hastings, tech billionaire worth an estimated $8 billion. And most concerning - their mission statement was nearly identical to Claire's centers. "They're opening in Chicago and Atlanta," Jennifer said, her voice tight. "The exact same cities we're targeting. Same services - job training, childcare, educational support. Everything we do, but with significantly more funding and much better PR."

After 4 years, Hoor was smiling, giving instructions to the servants. Life had been good to them. It was Arhaan's birthday and Hoor was planning a surprise for him. Like every other year, Hoor didn't wish him as the clock hit 12 am. She didn't even mention his birthday. Arhaan was frowning again and again, seeing Hoor behave so casually. Otherwise, she made sure to make everything special for him. She won't even let him go to office but this time, she didn't even wish him.

You know the Fosters. Everyone does. From the beautiful Victorian on the bend. A stone’s throw from the canal. Damon was a policeman, back in the day. Discharged on pension. Went on to become a cardiologist—best one within a reasonable drive. I hear they pay him a fortune.

We need to meet in person so you can review the physical copy. She exhaled, frustrated. He was persistent — annoyingly persistent. Amara: Fine. Where do you want me to meet you? A second later, an address popped up: 455 E. 114th Street, New York, NY. She tapped it. Waited. Then froze. Her hand flew to her mouth. RAO’S. The Rao’s. The legendary, impossible-to-enter, mafia-history, inheritance-table Rao’s. “OH MY GOD!” she screamed so loudly the neighbor’s dog barked. “No way—NO WAY.”

They all seemed to be enjoying the story as they all listened with keen interest. "When Henry was four, he started bleeding from his ear and we took him to an otolaryngologist who was Alex. Alex explained to us that Henry could hear but he heard multiple sounds at once so loudly that he couldn't tell when someone was speaking to him. Alex told us the condition of Henry and since then everything changed. Alex and Gary, Henry's father brought about the idea of the Fortress. It was originally Gary's idea. Alex taught both Gary and Henry how to control their abilities and use them at will. Later on, the fortress was finally established. Not long after, Alex told Gary about magic and they both st

Hollow. “Forgive me,” he whispered, his voice barely audible against the distant hum of the city. “Please… forgive me.” The words hung in the air, unanswered. The next morning, an unassuming envelope arrived, tucked quietly among the usual stack of contracts and reports on Adrian Blackwood's desk. The thick cream paper, embossed with gold lettering, immediately caught his eye. It seemed out of place among the mundane paperwork, almost as if it were calling out to him. Adrian opened it with deliberate precision, the silver letter opener slicing through the seal. As he unfolded the card inside, his eyes quickly scanned the elegant script: