New Story Dubois Novels & Stories

“I brought my entire team from New York. I know every single one of them by name. And I have never seen your face before in my entire life.” “So you will talk,” Dubois purred, his voice dropping to a dangerous low register, “or I will call the police this exact second, and you can explain to them why you are wearing my company’s logo while impersonating my staff. And after the police are finished with you, I will personally ensure you never use your hands again for anything. Do you understand what I’m saying to you?” The guy’s face went completely, sickeningly white. The blood drained from his skin so fast I thought he might faint right out of the chair.

"No. She just said my employer." "Describe her." "Middle-aged. Silver-blonde hair. Short. Expensive grey suit. She had a European accent. Maybe French or Swiss." Dominik’s eyes flash. He turns away from me, pacing to the window. "Silver hair," he mutters. "French accent. The intermediary." He knows who it is. He turns back to me with a savage grin on his face. "Madame Dubois," he says. "She works for the Armando family."

I asked seriously. “Yes,” he answered. Monsieur Dubois stood from the table and turned to me. “Mademoiselle, vous êtes une excellente négociatrice et vous comprenez très bien les chiffres.” Noah, who had also stood, stopped beside me, but I ignored him and responded to Dubois. “Merci, monsieur. Les chiffres sont ma passion.” “Envoyez-moi la proposition par e-mail, je demanderai à mon équipe de préparer le contrat.” he said. I couldn’t hold back a smile and extended my hand, which he shook immediately.

I saw the slight look of confusion on her face. "—hello? Are you still there?" I snapped back to reality. "Oh...err...yeah. Yeah, I'm still here." I looked at the others, Jereum was now narrating the story of how he single handedly took down Dallas to the other boys and Tia seemed to be having a lot of fun with Jabari. "What's your name?" She asked. 'No, I won't tell her. I'm gonna brush past her and walk away. I won't tell her my name, I won't tell her my name—’

The fairies who did rarely came back, and if they do, they’re never the same. “Ciel, let’s go faster.” only a whisper came out of my mouth. Even if our woods are relatively safer, it doesn’t help the fear to easy. His pace changed to a trap at first, when we crossed the hardest part he galloped to the city. I dismounted a few streets away from Dumarque’s mansion. I climbed the building nearby and jumped from roof to roof. After two streets I observed a familiar figure, but the changes were visible. His golden hair was a mess, and the suit not so perfect anymore. Even his posture was a bit hunched over. What happened?

She said quietly, nodding to herself with newfound confidence, "Okay. then where do I even start?" "The beginning is usually a good place." Lexi quipped dryly with a teasing grin as Aoife snorted. "Thanks, that was really helpful Lexi." She replied sarcastically, before continuing. "So, a few years ago, one of my extended family members had managed to get on the wrong side of one of the Dubois. It was one of the brothers...Jasper, I think it was, but I could be mistaken. I suppose it doesn't really matter how the disagreement started or who started it, what matters is what came after."

It was Francine. I gave a nod but tried to maintain a stern face. Alex ran to me and asked, "So are we riding an airplane? " "Yes we are little boy." I said smirking at him and messing up his hair. The sound of horns from the taxi signaled that we were all about to have a major change in our lives. I am Attorney Providence Dalton. Provi to my my closest friends.. Atty. Pro to my colleagues… This is my story.

"Something happened to him yesterday. I'll send you the news." Dominic took out his phone. When he saw the article Daniel sent, he stiffened. The image showed a villa cordoned off with police tape. An elegant, well-dressed woman stood outside, crying. [A well-known entrepreneur, David Dubois, was stabbed at his home and later died despite emergency treatment. Police are investigating…] Only then did Dominic understand. It had turned into a murder case. With that, the order was unquestionably gone. No wonder Abigail looked so dejected. They had invested so much time and effort and had finally seen a glimmer of hope.

Jenny started the engine of the car, and the engine of the car directly stopped at the given address by the librarian. Jenny didn't come out of the car and so did Davis. But after waiting for the next 30 minutes Davis asked like he had enough to wait and now he can't even think of patience. "You said we don't have time to waste and do you realize what we are doing now!?" 'I know better than you what I'm doing, we are sitting here because I'm waiting for someone to come first then we will start our work here. Just let him come here.' A black suv came there and a person in a tuxedo came out of the car. And Jenny looked there and said, 'here he comes…?'

It would be a night to remember at Bloom City. As the reporters spotted the most eligible bachelors in town, they moved their attention to the entrance. “Mister Dubois, Mister Verdi, please pose for us” a female reporter walked towards the two most good looking gentlemen that had just arrived. They were both dressed in black suits and walked in side by side. “Are you here without a date, Mister Dubois?” another reporter asked and bit her lips feeling nervous to interview the ever so sexy Calvin Dubois. “Are you here to accompany the new President of Knight Corporation, Mister Dubois? Are the rumours true about your relationship with her?” the reporter asked the question that could be the hea