Herschel Novel Duffle Bag Novels & Stories

I frowned as she stood to her feet, stepped out of the room, and returned with a large duffel bag. She patted the bag, grinning wildly, "Take a guess." "Very awful at guessing," I said to her. "Just guess," She urged. "Swimming?" I asked her. Leslie snorted, "No!" "Then say it," I said, "I don't know what to guess anymore." Leslie unzipped her bag and emptied the entire content on the floor before I could protest, "We are going hiking, baby!" "Hiking?" I snickered. That was the last thing I could ever think of.

She placed separate shopping bags in front of us, careful not to hit our wine glasses. “Ouu, I wonder what,” Melanie said, taking out the filling. She pulled out a black Hermes. Her eyes widened. “Genevieve!” I was given a similar bag but in brown. “Thank you,” I said. It was a beautiful bag. “You’re welcome. I have the same bag. Mine is white.” She said, lifting her bag to show us. “Matching. Sweet.” Melanie commented, putting her back down. “Thanks, Gen.” “My pleasure,” Genevieve replied. “Shall we order?”

Just mutters under her breath and corrects things I haven’t even touched. Annoying, but not unusual. Except… there’s something else. A whiff of perfume I don’t recognize trails through the corridor. Sweet. Expensive. Overpowering. Someone new. I pass by the east hallway and pause. There’s a sleek leather duffel sitting against the wall. Black. Clean. Monogrammed with gold initials I don’t recognize. Not a staff bag. Definitely not a guest’s either. A laugh echoes faintly through the wing. High. Teasing.

“All of the things are here. I’ll let them leave first.” Clayton nodded and was very satisfied. He reached out and beckoned to Nicole to come over to have a look. “Do you like it? These are the things you put on the list. Didn’t you say that you want them?” Nicole swept a glance. A few of them looked familiar because they were indeed the things she had asked him to buy, but what was up with the others? Nicole pointed to one of the dark green bags. When did her favorite Hermès come out with such an indescribably ugly bag?

"I don't know your password." "Well my phone couldn't have done that by itself." He griped. "I swear that I didn't touch anything." She lifted her hands. "One of your bodyguards dropped off fresh clothing for you." She pointed to the bag sitting on the glass table. "Thanks." He walked over to the table, picked up the bag and returned to the bathroom to dress. ~~~~ "Hey." Daniel walked up to Saira who was sitting alone on the concrete bench in the courtyard. Saira looked up at him with sad eyes. "Hey."

"Hermès. My Hermès." I plunged into the garbage pile, not caring about the filthy liquid soaking my hands. I flipped open a sheet of old newspaper, and a corner of orange peeked out. In that instant, I almost cried from excitement. I knew it. I knew I was not crazy. That was an Hermès shopping bag. It lay next to a woven sack, a little dirty but unmistakably bright. With trembling hands, I dug it out and clutched it to my chest. "I found it. I finally found it.

“We need to get you into something hot. Something that screams vacation goddess.” “Clara—” “Nope,” Clara cut her off, opening her wardrobe and rifling through hangers. “Let’s see… absolutely not… too plain… oh, no no no… hmm—aha!” She turned around with a triumphant smile, holding up a stunning Birkin bikini set with a sheer cover-up. “This. This is it.” Elena stared at it. “Oh no, Clara, it’s fine. I can just wear something simple—” “Simple?” Clara gave her a look of mock horror. “Honey, we are not doing simple. You’re wearing this.”

Even my four Jericho’s had been placed back into the bag. I unzipped the duffel bag and some of my clothes were neatly packed inside. He had even taken my toiletry bag and placed it in the duffel. I took it out and went to the bathroom. It was obvious that they were very wealthy. Everything in the room and bathroom showed it, it wasn’t the flashy show off type of wealth that you got from Lake Shore Drive residents but you could tell that everything was expensive.

It was exquisite, and almost done. Hazel smiled, "Thank you. I've been working on it, which can't be lost. Could you please put it into my schoolbag?" Daisy smiled silently and put it into her bag. At this moment Daisy realized Hazel's bag was a GUCCI. Hazel wasn't supposed to be that loaded, was she? Daisy couldn't help but lower her head and twitch the corner of her mouth. "Daisy." Matthew came out and walked to Daisy after his talk with the professor.

Maddy noticed Ethan's abnormality. Ethan quickly disguised it and pulled Maddy along, "Nothing. Let's go, buy a bag!" Ethan took Maddy to Hermès, and the salesperson didn't recognize Ethan at first, almost escorting them out. "Take out everything in the store now, no matter who ordered it, just show it all to my friend." Maddy immediately spotted a Himalayan crocodile skin diamond clasp bag, priced at 2.59 million, and also required special orders.