How It All Started Novels & Stories

⚜⚜ Home not so sweet home. ⚜⚜ I slowly opened my eyes and took in the surroundings. White walls, monitors beeping and the Iv bag and a tube from my nose made me realize I was in a hospital. "How did I get here?' I wondered. My head felt heavy and I could not recall a thing and I wanted to get out as soon as possible. I slowly sat up, ignoring the pain in my arm. I tucked away from the few strands of hair behind my ear. Then it all hit me!!

There was no need to read too much into it. “Tell me more about your business,” she said, her eyes locking onto mine. “I want to hear how you managed to build something so massive. I mean, I’ve read articles, but I want to hear it from you.” I grinned, leaning back in my chair as I relaxed into the conversation. “Where do I even start? Well, after college, I began with a small fashion startup. It wasn’t anything big at first—just an idea and a handful of people who believed in it. We focused on some solutions for small businesses, and before I knew it, we had a product that everyone wanted.”

Look at her like you did when you first met. Rayden glanced at Hailey's hands on the desk. 'Maybe. But I doubt it'll change anything.' Their knees brushed again under the desk. Neither pulled away this time. Hailey felt a warm tingle but pushed forward. 'A the coffee business? How did it all start?' 'Long story short,' he said. 'Grew up poor. Started roasting beans in my garage. One shop turned into chains everywhere. Big success, but it didn't save my home.'

What’s that? Oh, she’s resting now. We’ll go see her by’n by. Lemme catch you up with everything, first. Things got strange around the new moon last April. Right when The Way of Ah-Tzenul said to start planting, but like I said, the moon always brings out strange things. If I think back, it all started with The Way itself. Everything started changing after I found it. Wish to God I’d left the damn thing where it was. Maybe none of this would’ve ever happened. Too late now, though. Here’s how the whole damn thing started.

He sat back and ran a hand through his hair. “You asked how the war started. The answer isn’t simple, but it’s important. It began seventy-three years ago. Before then, there was a tenuous peace between vampires and wolves. Fragile, but functioning. We shared neutral trade cities, split borderlands, and even coordinated in some cross-species emergencies. But then a vampire lieutenant was caught feeding on a werewolf ambassador’s child. It wasn’t ordered. It wasn’t sanctioned. It wasn’t even strategic. It was impulse. Hunger. And the vampires protected him instead of giving him up. That was the spark.”

Five months later, Tanner asked me if I wanted to resume being a lawyer. Right after I graduated from college, I didn't join the workforce as things were hectic at Mason's company, and both the elderly and the child at home needed care. Mason started to send me money on time, and since our child was still young, he told me he didn't want me suffering as a mere employee. I agreed to it. One wrong step led to another. I got too comfortable, and it was only a matter of time before I was looked down upon. This time, I made up my mind to prepare for the bar exam.

There were dozens of our offices all over the country, but this was where it had all started. Actually, that wasn’t true. It had started with my grandfather, the same man who had started this business all those years ago. He had gotten in on the tech bubble before it had even really swollen to the all-consuming state it was in now, and he had set our family up for life with some amazing investments and by working with some talented up-and-comers. I had taken over as CEO as soon as I was old enough, as soon as my father had stepped down from the role. And the first thing I had done as head of Neo was hire Yara as my publicist.

Why didn't I think of doing this before? A lot has been happening in my life that I started to forget doing some important things as such. My foolishness made me forget to even ask for my boss or search on the Internet for him. Why did everything happen like it was thoroughly planned by someone? Or then I was blinded by someone to even know any of this until today came. I only knew my boss was Mr Holmes and it never even once got to me that it might be him because anybody else could have that surname too. Why was God doing this to me?.

The one that sat on top that list was the problem that could arise if I did not partake of this ceremonial partnership. “You know… i sniffled my nose as i continued, “I don’t think I am ready for this”. Playfully nudging my shoulders, he said “I don't think anyone is ever prepared for unexpected things like this, we just try our best to make it work out.” Teary eyed I looked up to my brother to see that he was looking at me with a face filled with hope and reassurance and I could not stop the fresh new tears that streamed down my face.

she said. He almost smiled. "Where do you want me to start." "Wherever you start when you tell it to yourself." He considered her. She'd asked it cleanly, no warmth, no manipulation in the voice, the closest thing she had to a sincere question, and she watched him register the cleanness of it and not, quite, trust it. "I start with the night before the indictment," he said. "Most people would start with the building of it, the idea, the original deck. But that's not where it begins for me when I'm honest with myself. It begins the night Dana told me she'd been getting emails."