On The Line Novels & Stories

I tapped accept. A line appeared on the screen. [Assignment term: three years. Destination: Havenmist branch. Please report to your assigned location by this Saturday.] Today was Wednesday. There were three days left before both my wedding and my departure. Simon Carver saw me looking down at my phone, and his frown deepened. "Maren, I'm talking to you." I locked my phone and looked up at him. "Mm. I heard you." He probably hadn't expected me to be so calm.

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“Odds on Key One are vicious. Everyone thinks she’ll go the distance. All twelve. Clean run.” “She won’t make it past me,” I growl. My voice is steel twisted around bone. “I’ll ruin her before the second key’s even fucking warm.” Elliot barks a laugh, sharp and obscene. “You better. Because if she survives the lineup? If she actually makes it through every Key and walks out with the payout?” He whistles low. “That’s eight figures, Cross. Real money. Even for us.”

Thankfully for Ilana, she remained unbothered, taking a bite of her fries. “Do you expect an answer to that?” Amery asked, her voice not so sharp anymore. Ilana pulled in a breath and forced herself to calm down. There was no point in being a bitch right now. “No, I'm sorry. Just that that’s the most common line the boys use. But yeah, that was out of line. I’m sorry.” Amery’s hunched up shoulders relaxed, a temporary truce and Calix stopped his incessant glaring, looking away from her.

- He said, I listened while they were on speakerphone - So, as of today Olivia is a public figure! - Ok my friend! - Henrique took a deep breath - Thanks for the strength! - You're welcome, you know you can count on it," he smiled, "This dinner promises to be something. I'm sure you'll want to reminisce about old times," he said incessantly. "She's a babe my friend, don't waste time...she's much better than that pain in the ass Ma... - Alphonse! - Miguel cut him off - It's on speakerphone, ok?

no problem miss I will wait" the driver said. The driver parked the taxi at one of the parking lots of the bank. Ellen rushed inside the bank , fortunately there were not so many people there. She was the third person to be attended to by the teller. Next, one of the tells uttered. Ellen went to the counter, I'm here to check my balance and then withdraw some money please. Okay please, write down your account number for me ,the teller insisted. Ellen speedily wrote it for her. Few minutes later, " your balance is 5400 pounds"

Amidst the crowd, a hushed silence fell as Onel cleared his throat, ready to address Blue directly. “Alpha Blue..." "Yes, my mate? Go on... Don't hesitate to say what's on your mind." “Are you sure whatever I say will be okay, Alpha?" "Of course. Have no fear. You have my support, darling." A sudden shift transformed Onel's eyes, their warmth replaced with an icy demeanor. "There is only one thing I want to say right now... Fall in line." Blue's confusion was evident, his voice trembling. "C-Come again? You want me what? Fall in line?"

Kyle screamed grabbing a hold of his leg, we had started drawing attention to ourselves, "Could you keep your voice down?!" Bruce whisper shouted at him, "and why do you have to bring up Glow" he pulled Kyle closer by his red sweatshirt and whispered "especially after knowing how Vic gets when you mention her". They both turned to look at me, I feel so bad now because they miss Glow and its all my fault that she's not talking to them, if she'd only given me an opportunity to apologize. "Guys, you don't need to stop talking about Glow or even talk to her, she's your friend too" I sigh looking at my lunch, today I had leftover pasta from the night before and meatballs, another reason why I mis

I held my breath. "How about we meet in a cafe or something?" "Sounds great. Text me the details?" "Yeah. I will. Okay. See you." Bethany said and I heard giggling in the background. "Yeah. See you. Bye. I'll hang up now. Bye." I said and mouthed what the fuck to myself as my whole body cringed. I’ll hang up now? What the hell is wrong with you, Stanford. I heard Bethany chuckle before the line went dead.

"Good day Miss Swanson." I was too dumbstruck to stop her from cutting the line. Getting my dynamism back, I called Krista. For an eternity, the call went unpicked. This was unlike her. She would never bounce her calls. I tried and tried again. Bounced ten times, I knew something was wrong. Kristy, where are you?