Novel Office Novels & Stories

It's summer now, and I've somehow become the stinkiest person in the entire company. Everyone says that I smell terrible. The doctors say that there is nothing wrong with my body, but my colleagues still avoid me like the plague at work. Even the intern secretly puts deodorant on my desk. I can't take it anymore and hand in my resignation. But on the day I'm processing the paperwork, my manager, Joel Winters, chases me to the elevators and stops me. His voice shakes as he says, "I'll give you 50 thousand dollars to continue sitting at your desk." I don't agree to it and call the police instead. When the police cut open the huge eight-foot teddy bear next to me, the entire office falls s

--Weird is suddenly the new cool and smart is now the new sexy.-- Snow's POV. Shawn, Anna and I briskly walked down the spacious hallway till we got passed rows and rows of private offices housing more than one occupants already tapping away on the laptops before while some were briskly scribbling away on large files. Each one of the offices has adjourning smaller offices attached to the bigger and spacious ones, the bigger ones are obviously the under bosses offices while the smaller ones were obviously the assistant's/ secretary's offices, the place sure look neatly arranged and very glamorous with a capital letter G.

‘Just remember: you are stronger than your hardest battle. ‘Please, Knight, I beg you, stop watching those things,’ I groaned. I elbowed open the office door and sighed at the familiar sight of home. It was cold and barren – but much less so than Alpha Liam and Luna Fiona’s personalities. My desk had a new stack of notes on it, most likely written by Nova, but otherwise it was the same as it had always been. Stooped bookshelves, a roaring fire in the hearth, wooden desk and hard-backed chairs, and snow-covered trees peering in curiously through the window panes.

Chiara said while looking pointedly at Camille's body. Chiara looked around the office, it had a modern design and it was very masculine. The office had ceiling to floor glass windows facing the exterior of the building. She was just noticing it for the first time since she walked in. She had been so intrigued by her conversation with Camille that she forgot to check out the office. She stood up and moved around the office. She stopped by the bookcase and inspected the books. They were mainly business books, though there were a few classic novels in their midst. "Excuse me. I am a marketing manager in this company." Camille said, her voice sounding more shrill than usual.

I said, as I got into the office. It was very large, the largest office I had ever been in in my entire life. It had multiple ACs that were standing on different occasions. I don’t know if the person who owned this office was a White Walker from the Game of Thrones movie, because why would you have multiple ACs in one office when you can have one high-powered one in the office? Then we walked in to see a man on call at the edge of the office. He looked worked up. There were multiple floor-to-ceiling windows. There were multiple couches. Books lined up in one corner as if he had his own private library. There was a large TV by the left with another desk there. I was amazed.

Mara says mildly, which in Mara means stop waving the match over the oil. “I’m listening,” I lie, and smile at Kieran from the corner of my mouth. When Ronan finally dismisses the council, I rise, satisfied and unsatisfied, which is my new normal. “Office,” he commands. He’s already moving and I follow like I was born to it. The office is small and utilitarian. A stout table, a shelf with ledgers and two chairs. That’s about all there is to it. I shut the door before he can tell me to.

He steps out, again and again, and each time he comes out I'm nervous cause it could be me. "Freya Stanford please report to my office ". He smiles and our eyes meet. I feel butterflies in my belly. My fingers are crossed, I really hope I get this job. I summon all the courage I have in me and boldly walk into his office, look around and gasp in awe of how huge his office is. I wasn't expecting it to be small but wow! Like wow. What does he even need all this space for? There is a huge desk with two chairs, one on each side. Beside the desk to the right is a large shelf with several books on it and to the left is a tall standing refrigerator. In another section of the same office is a grey s

-0-0-0- The office looked crowded and busy as usual, but it was even more oppressive as there was acceptance for the new journalists and reporters in the company. "Why is New York so full, or is this building just cramped me ..." Nick grumble as he just arrived at the news company office where he works, he scanned at the room with his sharp eyes as he put his briefcase on his desk and sighed, looked at the new workers he didn't know. he had only left the office for one week but it felt like it had changed so much he didn't recognize his own office "God, are they new again !?" He mumbled, rolling his eyes while looking at the watch on his wrist then walked towards the conference room carrying

Hailey had linked their arms together and was already leading her out of the room. “We arranged your new office yesterday as soon as Mr Luca called to inform me of the news. I hope you will like it” Iris tried to return all the smiles she got as Hailey dragged her to her new office. They got a large mahogany door with PUBLISHER written on it. “This was not necessary” She whispered. “Don’t worry. Everyone with an office has their titles on it. It’s to help outsiders and new workers” Hailey clarified before pushing the door open.

Standing at the door of the office, she took a deep breath and then raised her hand to knock on the door. When she heard the voice saying "coming in", she pushed the door open— Ovan’s office was very modern, spacious and simple, with simple furnishings and rich colors, which showed its stability and generosity. On the side was the French window of the front wall, which was full of light. Standing there, she could overlook the whole city with such a broad view. Ovan was reading the documents without looking up. Janelle stood at the table with the documents in her hand, she handed them over.