Herbert Kornfeld Novels & Stories

After an hour in flight the information I had asked for comes through on all of Sandra's friends but one who seems to late to the party. " Ok let's see who we're dealing with shall we" I link the file to the tv and start to give my men a quick briefing "Gorden Clover age twenty-six has a criminal history of assault currently on probation. Hannah Sandoval age twenty student at Hillside community college studying to be a teacher" I hear a few chuckles and comments about if they had a teacher like her but ignore them and continue "Sarah Hall age twenty-two there is nothing else I b her other then her picture and our last guest seems to be a no show but the name on the V.I.P list gave us her nam

I just searched frozen. She stopped by the dresser and ran her fingers along its edge. “You’re actually beautiful. That’s going to piss off more people than you think. Trust me, there were many bidding on you looking ugly. Some even said that you look like a troll.” I finally found my voice. “And you are…? I'm sorry, but I didn't expect you to come inside my room to just tell me that I looked. Well…” “Madeline,” she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Second daughter of Beta Reinhart. Technically ranked, practically ignored. I'm more of a subtle kind of woman. I choose to at least lighten the mood. I know that you might be having a hard time.”

The latter scared him even more. "It's nice meeting you, Sir." K mumbled politely, beaming at him diffidently and was trying to change the course of the conversation as she felt Jesse tense-up. The musky scent of Joel's perfume still lingered on her nostrils, making her a little lightheaded. It wasn't exactly unpleasant. She just wasn't used to stand beside guys wearing a lot of perfume. "Oh, please." He chortled. "Just call me Joel." He paused and drank a little whiskey from the plain, crystal round glass that he was holding. "So, Kristen, where are you from?"

I convinced myself that he was getting closer when deep down I knew that he was telling me that to make me feel better. Hope was a fickle bitch and for the past few days, it was hitting me how true that statement was. My phone buzzed with a text and I furrowed my eyebrows wondering who that could be. When I saw who had texted, I saw that it was an unknown number. I read the text and saw that it was Corinna telling me that she was at the entrance of the hotel room and she was coming up with the paperwork. Through the haze of it all, I had forgotten that I was a CFO of a multi-billionaire company that needed running. I sent her a quick text asking if she had been allowed to enter the elevator

I have just one more year before I can fill out an application for an internship at Knights Enterprise. It's been my dream to work there since I was a kid. Not just because it has the same name as my last name, but because they are one of the top businesses in the whole world. It's a multi-billion enterprise, and I am fascinated by this place. No one can compete with them. It's said they only accept a total of ten interns out of thousands that apply. I know that w it's a hell of a long shot, but I've worked hard... really hard to memorize everything that I will need to get that internship.

"You promised lunch, Mr. Sica, going back on your word only proves my theory about CEOs quite accurate." "Oh, it's quite the opposite actually Miss. Alva." He explained with glee. "I was going to take you somewhere fancy until you chose to dress like a nun. I can't have the tabloids saying I am dating some prude country girl." You have got this, I told myself. I fucking got this and I did until my phone suddenly chimed from the confines of my grip. I looked at the ID and let out a sigh of surprise. Ruby. "Hello,"

Dalton’s point of view: We’d spent the last fifteen minutes or so laying in her bed while she explained everything that the creature had told her. “So, you’ve got that creepy thing locked in the dungeons?” My eyes went wide in surprise. “How did you even get that creature down there? Did no one see it?” She threw me a pointed look. “He’s a human, not a thing.” I gulped and then, nodded. “You’re right.” “Well, it seemed like he knew a lot about the experiments the Moon Howlers were doing on some humans they’ve captured and imprisoned.” She stated. “You might want to investigate him, that’s why I got him locked down there.”

he grumbles, more as a statement than a question. “Actually, no.” I hop down from my barstool as Brock’s eyes come back to mine, narrowing. “The alpha from there said he’d give me a lift,” I continue, sweeping my unruly hair out of my face with a hand. “Gosh, why can’t I remember his name?” “It’s Reid,” Brent supplies. He’s sitting on the countertop across from the kitchen island, and I look over at him with an appreciative smile. “That’s it,” I say, snapping my fingers. “Thanks.”

'There was a sudden deem lights, Phelan remembers someone, who was Don Carlton telling her to go lay down and rest. She tried to refuse, but he was too strong, and she was unable to stop him. It was so sudden that Don stood, watching Phelan in a distant approached her in a smile that shed some lights in the deem lights that came from the window. A meter from Phelan, Don put his hands on her shoulders, and then made an excuse and left.

Emily Warner I swallow hard as I look at the Lachlan enterprise building approaching. I felt Danika rub my back before I got out after saying bye to her. I ignored all my thoughts as walked straight in the building to the cafeteria. I need food to calm my nerves. I avoided greeting people and acted like I was in a hurry. I was in no mood to have small talk about my ‘vacation’. Everyone in the office was just as shocked as me when Hank announced his marriage news. The number of people that came up to me and asked me ‘I thought you were