Great American Novels & Stories

she said. "Oh ok" I said. "Oh before I forget. My dad got me tickets and told me to give you and Ella. They are tickets to Miami-" I was cut off. "MIAMI" Liz screamed. "Yes" I said, laughing. "What's the occasion?" she said as I handed her the ticket. "Grace, his second child, is celebrating her birthday next week Sunday, you know two days from now" I explain. "WHAT! 2 DAYS. THAT'S LESS THAN ENOUGH TIME" She screamed.

I prepare meeting materials, meeting rooms, drinks for meetings, photocopies, pantry stock, inter-departmental memos, plus if there are outdoor activities. Besides working at CreaGo, I also help Zetta, my best friend who is now a national class model. To be precise, I became her back dancer even though I kept my face covered, to hide my identity. Zetta is famous for her beautiful face, and because she's good at making TikTok videos related to cover dancing. There, I acted as her back dancer. There's one of the most famous videos. That's what made her super famous. Not bad... I can get some pocket money from her.

Or worse, from Dad. To my surprise, it’s Jake, clad in a maroon varsity jacket, black gym shorts, exposing his beefy legs and thighs, and a duffle bag hanging from his shoulder. “Wow! Your house looks amazing from the outside,” said he. I love to look at Jake’s eyes when I’m talking to him. His green forestry eyes alleviate the wisps of smoke and doubts swimming in my vision. Their family is the literal definition of godly beauty. “What are you doing here?” I asked wondering.

I'd been monitoring the news constantly, yet apparently there was still plenty slipping past me. "What do you mean?" She pulled out her favorite pink tablet. For a moment, she scrolled through the screen before handing it to me. Across the front page of The Economics, the headline read: THE WOMAN WHO BUILT ASHBOURNE IS BUILDING VERMONT AGAIN "Do you know what editors love?" she asked. "Conflict. And right now, your marriage is the biggest story in Valerion." Amelia had always been stubborn. Ashbourne blood ran just as strongly through her veins as it did through mine.

" Aunt, are you looking down on me? I'm telling you the truth. I'm going to make lots and lots of money in the future. I'm not going to let mommy work hard anymore. I believe you. I believe that you'll become the richest person. Tang weiwei seriously told him. This little fellow was one of the smartest kids that she has ever seen. " Okay, I'll show you what the richest person look like. As a matter of fact, both of you share some resemblance!!" " Really? Let me see." His interest was piqued. Tang weiwei, google his name, enlarged his photo, and showed it to the little boy.

Cassi added motioning to Jason and I and I smiled doing as told. "What did he want?" I asked pulling out of the parking spot referring to the coach. "They need new equipment," Cassi replied "They treat us like we're cash cows," Jason mumbled "But you are cash cows," Trinity reasoned making us laugh. "Well take care of it when we get to the mall today," I told him driving out of the parking lot. . . . . . . . .

To fulfill his young girlfriend Wendy Baker's dream of becoming vice president, my husband faked amnesia after a car accident and used it as an excuse to strip me of my position. One afternoon, I happened to overhear a conversation between them. Wendy sounded hesitant as she asked, "Aren't you worried Elaine will never speak to you again if you do this?" My husband did not seem concerned in the slightest. "I'm only letting you have some fun for seven days," he said casually. "After that, I'll just tell her my memory came back. What's she going to do, hold a grudge against someone who was supposedly sick?" My footsteps slowed. I heard every word. However, instead of exposing his lie, I qui

"Huh? Who dropped that? Anna wondered. The two goddesses quickly left the place where the big truck would fall. Bweeegshhh !! The big truck smashed on the road causing thick dust and smoke. Anna and Devora covered their eyes using their arm, and waited for the surroundings to become clear again. When the thick dust cleared, they saw the figure of nine men, standing on top of the wrecked 18 -wheeler truck. The man who had previously had a bad plan with the Goddesses, trembled even more when he saw who the nine men were, "The ... the eight Grandboss, and the Supreme Grandboss!" Earlier, the top leaders on Velmont island were at a meeting when they heard the crash of an 18 wheeler truck on top

I couldn't help but take a little bite out of the bottom of my lip as I admitted to myself, "Yeah, he was a grumpy bastard, but I don't believe I could ever remember finding anyone as gorgeous as he was just now, in his soiled pants and tattered t-shirt." "This is where we are supposed to be living, and we will be here for the next two weeks to evaluate the farms in the area." "So you guys are the agricultural appraisers, right?" It did not appear like he was convinced. I was rendered speechless by the allure of him who stood before me. I prayed that we were in the wrong location since I couldn't be trusted near him, although a married woman is allowed to gaze at him because there is no harm

"Just like his mother." "Ma'am, a gift was delivered for you," a nurse said, entering with an elegant box. Julian took it and glanced at the card. "It's from Dante Moretti." He passed the card to me. Just a few lines. Wishing the three of you a lifetime of happiness. This will be the last time you hear from me. I will disappear from your world now. May you always be happy. —D.M. I read it, then handed it back to Julian. "Burn it."