Not So Easy Novels & Stories

"Johnny, seriously? Enough already. You haven't answered my calls or come home, and now you're here causing a scene? There's a time and place for tantrums. I'll have the driver take you home." She reached out to grab my arm. I stepped back, dodging her touch, and let out a laugh. "Don't flatter yourself, Sylvie. I'm not here for you." Tyler cut in, voice sharp and mocking. "Johnny, today's for professionals. You're not seriously here to compete in design, are you? Do you even know design? I mean, I get that you're in love with Sylvie, but you don't need to humiliate yourself." Sylvie frowned slightly, perhaps uncomfortable with his tone. But then she noticed something—something on my face.

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I feel pissed and for once I don’t care what he thinks about me. “Don’t you get it, Em, it’s because I care?” I can feel the air leaving my lungs again. Why does he have to be so complicated? One minute he is cheerful, the next he bites my head off, then all of a sudden he is charming. “Don’t,” I said to him and he leans closer. His face touching mine.

She asked, bouncing an agitated Amanda in her arms. I steadied my phone on my laptop and sighed in exasperation. "I never thought college would be this tough. I mean I knew college wouldn't be easy but this is just on another level." My low tired tone came. I narrowed my eyes at Amanda who seemed to be pulling at Rebecca's face while she mouthed an 'ouch' with each tug. "What's with Mandie? She seems to be on edge." I asked folding my hands behind my head, leaning even more into the chair.

one other subordinate exclaimed. Victor frowned. Just as he looked like he was about to argue, Queenie interrupted him. She playfully pouted and patted him on the arm. "What are you guys talking about? Vic, you should make it up to Vivienne, or people will think I'm the reason you two argued." Victor's lips curled into a smile as he looked at my photo on his phone wallpaper. "Relax, she's easy to please." I watched the video expressionlessly, but there was a crushing pain in my chest.

He seemed dissatisfied with this answer and asked again. "During a meal, I dropped a loaf of bread, and the teacher found out," I said, looking as well-behaved as I could. Mark frowned without saying a word for a while. I glanced at him, unsure of what he was thinking. After a long silence, he finally spoke slowly. "Besides your back, where else did they hit you?" I shook my head to indicate nowhere else. In reality, it wasn't that they hit my back; it was that I curled up, so they could only hit my back.

“No, Alpha. I was pulled away earlier for a weird disturbance outside in the back.” “What kind of disturbance?” “Just some stupid kids egging the back door and the camera.” There was a pit of dread forming in my stomach. “Call Beta Sophia, please. She’s expecting me.” The guard shrugged, and his eyes lost focus for a few seconds, trying to mind-link her. The guard frowned. “I can’t seem to reach her. It’s either that she’s blocked or too far away.” “Can you call her apartment?” I offered. The guard picked up the phone and dialed a few numbers. We waited for Sophia to answer the apartment’s comm, but after a few minutes, the guard hung up in frustration.

I buried all of it deep inside and never let a trace of it show. When our first research project wrapped up, Anya offered to take me out to dinner. “There’s an old Rosavian saying, fortune favors the bold. So, will you have dinner with me?” Her awkward use of the expression made me laugh. “That’s not quite how the saying works.” Anya scratched her head, then looped her arm through mine. “Then you can teach me, Leigh. You can explain it over dinner.” When we arrived, I realized she had brought me to a cozy little restaurant that specialized in classic comfort food.

Because he was so aware, this was also very hard for the girl. "Have you found it?" Evan looked at Hamdan who was still focused on his laptop screen which was displaying rows of numbers and letters containing the code. “Soon, they're almost trapped in my code. I bet these guys seem to be experts too!” "I also suspect that the code they use is not code for ordinary hackers. I guess they are at the Semi elite level!” Hamdan nodded his head, but his focus was still on the rows of letters and numbers on his laptop screen. And “Done” Hamdan smiled when the system returned to its original state.

Before you know it everything will fall into place as long as you're willing to simply sacrifice everything. SIMPLY. My father's favorite word. There's nothing so simple about being his son, yet this word barrages in our heads, making us think that things are all easy in this world. Easy to get, easy to kill, relating this to a six-year-old boy is not so simple but good for my brother, He had it simple.