Free Use Novels & Stories

I unfolded the pages and pushed them toward the three of them. "Perfect. I want to end every personal and financial tie between us." At that moment, the air seemed to freeze.

She said. "Hide her? Why? She could save millions of people!" Osler exclaimed. Lauren grabbed him by the shoulders, shaking him. "Listen, think about it. If she could save millions of people by just a drop of her blood, think of all the money you could make. No scratch that, we! You'll be known as one of the best doctors. William Osler. The doctor who cured the plague that killed with just a flick of a finger and with me by your side-" she chuckled, "we'll be unstoppable." Osler gulped.

"Who in their right mind buys groceries from a luxury department store?" "Where should I buy them, then?" "A supermarket, a farmers' market, or even online." Seth looked genuinely confused. "Online?" "Never mind." Maisie gave up. "You've got money to burn. I won't waste my time trying to help you save it. Just keep shopping at the department store." As night fell, Maisie opted for a simple meal. Seth devoured it with gusto, finishing a large bowl in mere minutes. She stared at him in astonishment. "Have you gone on a business trip again?"

They all looked expectantly at me as I thought about it. "Fine," I said finally. "Tell everyone that for today, they are free to shift."

After I moved into my new apartment, my neighbor, Bianca Ferraro, started showing up at my door every evening for a free meal. I lived alone and always cooked more than I needed. For the sake of keeping the peace, I did not mind sharing. That changed one workday at 3:00 am, when someone pounded on my door and yelled, "Open up! My boyfriend's waiting at the bar downstairs. Make me a cheese platter and open a bottle of red wine. I need to bring it down." I opened the door, still half-asleep, and stared at Bianca standing in the hallway. "You're serious?" She rolled her eyes. "Don't act like it's such a big deal. It won't even take you that long." My temples throbbed. "I'm not your pers

I stared at it for a second too long. Dangerous. “Delete that.” “No.” “Delete it.” “It’s for your CV.” Shaw looked horrified. “That better not be my resume picture.” “It’s authentic.” “I look angry.” “You always looked angry.” “I look unemployed.” “That’s because you were unemployed.” He threw a piece of torn paper at my head. I dodged it effortlessly. “This is abuse,” I informed him. “This is self-defense.” I laughed again while scrolling through the photo. God. He really was ridiculously attractive when he was annoyed.

Jack whispered. "Family is good, it keeps you honest," Alex said, staring past him and thinking of her own. "I guess I should get started on that file. Is there a free computer in here that I can work on?" "I'm sorry, but your access has been restricted. Jimmy didn't like that you were on the computer, even though everything is monitored. But I drummed up a tablet you can use." Alex accepted the device with a nod. "It's okay. Do you mind if I work in here? I don't really feel very safe anywhere else."

It was a brown big box with paper with a little writing on it. From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas ' I hope I'm happy in the end,' I muttered sarcastically and slit the seal. I opened the box and saw a white envelope with the same notes: From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas I took it and checked the back if there were any notes but found none so I just tore open the envelope and took out the letter. It was short and it looked precise. Dear Applicant Todd Thomas, We appreciate your effort and time to apply for Happy Scholarships but we regret to inform you that you were not selected among the chosen. We ask for your patience and understanding. You can apply next year and can be possi

In fact, it felt more like a freebie that came with purchasing the necklace. I threw the ring into the trash, just like how I threw my years of love and sincerity for Archer away. "I don't owe you anything anymore, Archer."

"Oh, my! Is that Mrs. Lundell inside? How did she die so suddenly? I'm sorry, Maddie." She then turned to look at Harvey and started acting coquettishly. "I really like that urn, Harv! Can you ask Maddie to give it to me? "The stray dog I had just died yesterday. It was so pitiful, so I want to use Mrs. Lundell's urn for it. Pretty please?" I looked at Nelly in disbelief. Harvey reached out to grab Mom's urn. "Give it to me. This urn is perfect for the ashes of a stray dog."