Lazy Waver Novels & Stories

It was a pleasant evening in the quaint little town of Mauverton when almost-seventeen-year-old Schuyler Raverton was returning home after treating himself to some pastries from his favorite local bakery. He was also carrying a couple of parcels for his parents, especially his mother who had a bit of a sweet-tooth. The only Raverton child, a genius in all regards, was home for his spring break opting to spend time with his parents and researching rather than partying and frolicking with his low-IQ peers at the university. The wind was soothing and nature was showering its blessings as varied colored flowers were filling the air with their fragrance. Spring was Schuyler’s favorite season, esp

Sawyer nodded and turned the handle before walking out and shutting the door behind him. Waverly sat still in her bed, trying to process what had happened over the last few hours. There was so much she wanted to look into and the Lunar Eclipse was coming up fast. There was no way she could stay in bed. The pain in her head had slowed down, but her eyes started to become groggy and heavy. Her eyelashes flapped as she tried to keep herself awake. However, almost instantly, she found herself falling back to sleep.

In the ward, only white curtains stirred in the wind. On the desk lay a signed divorce agreement. Jason stood in the empty ward, crumpling the agreement. His assistant ran in, panting, his forehead beaded with sweat. "Mr. Smith, I already had someone suppress the news, but the audio recording is spreading rapidly." Jason took a deep breath, the panicked look in his eyes fading into condescension. "No need to look for her. Cancel all her supplementary bank cards. The Woods have been relying on their deals with Smith Group to keep their business afloat. She's throwing a fit because she wants me to drive Susan away."

Her fingers clutched the edges of the board so hard her knuckles were white. ​"Sir, the data was pulled from last night’s—" ​"I don’t care where it was pulled from," Luke interrupted, stepping into her personal space. He didn't raise his voice, which somehow made it scarier. "It’s sloppy. It’s mediocre. And I don’t pay for mediocrity. If you can't distinguish a projected share increase from actual revenue, find a job that requires less thinking. Perhaps in a kitchen."

"The things you say to me don hold me for work o, That you would ride with me till the wheels fall off. Oh, fall off... She don't want my money,She don't want nobody She just want Loyalty,she wants my Loyalty. The guys sang Ajebo Hustlers Loyalty to Tiana and her bridesmaid having prepared a special dance and song for them. Aishat and Johnathan were also there and Tiana being a lovely mood gave them a warm welcome. After the wedding, they traveled to USA for their honeymoon ready to start a new chapter of their life.

123 BA There is something that makes their heart beats tripled than the normal pacing of their palpitations. Alpha Lachlan knew it is her stare that is causing it. His wolfs tells him that she is. They thinned their bodies to keep themselves hidden from them. “Hey! I thought you want this bullshit to be done as fast as we could?” Viller shouted from afar.

I sat on a bench in front of my apartment and waited for Mr. Perez's reply. Finally, when the sky had turned bright, he replied, "The position was filled after you rejected the offer. I did everything I could to get you a promotion, but you'll have to work in the mountains for one year as part of an aid group. The living conditions there are terrible. "Also, didn't you say that you're planning to settle down here after getting married? You should consider it properly."

I missed the online meeting that was supposed to hold 30 minutes ago. I decided to email an apology text to him quickly, since it's isn't nice to turn away from a potential client. "Dear Mr Kirk, I apologize for keeping you waiting. My team and I shall get back to you, to reschedule the meeting tomorrow." I didn't bother to reply Jason, as I strolled into the lounge, I saw my mum seated with her back rested, and her legs stretched out on the chaise lounge. She was wearing a long, white A-line gown, with a chambray pattern. Her straight red hair, packed in a beautiful bun.

Anna Weary, I stumbled into our shared space, my mind cluttered with the weight of overdue assignments. A groan slipped out, evidence of the fatigue from juggling university tasks and this newfound marriage. Opting to wash off the stress, I shuffled to the bathroom. The water's calming flow offered a temporary break, but upon emerging, a subtle realization hit me. One room had transformed, stripped down to just a bed and a note. Approaching cautiously, curiosity got the best of me. The note, unmistakably Davis Howard's, had its share of quirks.

The poor girl stopped breathing the second their eyes met, she trembled as she came forward knees knocking together at the force of her shaking. “Breathe honey, all well be over soon.” Evan told her with a voice soft as silk, she immediately took a breath, then another and another. Still the shuddering continued all the way to the corner of the desk where she reached forward and closed her trembling fingers around the letter opener.