One And 100 Novels & Stories

Raze said wiping her tears again. “Hey, sorry to bother you two,” Daemon said coming into the room. “Speaking of the devil,” Raze chuckled making her giggle. Daemon looked at them confused then shook his head, “Anyway, um, Little One ate five chicken nuggets and some fries and drank all her apple juice. Can she have that ice cream now?” “Chocolate chip cookie dough?” Raze asked and Daemon smirked. “Oh, she’s why that’s the only flavor you will eat,” He chuckled. “Go figure.”

Ten is just such a nice, round number. Or maybe…twelve… THE END

Is it really only ninety-nine? "…"

“Eh, why are there still so many zeroes?” Martha frowned and her heart started pounding. “This… this is…” She started counting again! “One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million!” “Ten million!” “One hundred million!” “One billion!” “Ten billion!” “One hundred… one hundred billion!”

Permiton continues, “The barrier that protects Altinna was first erected by a fae with silver eyes, just like Maerilee’s. This fae was a powerful sorceress, and she was connected to not one, not two, but four different men. Each of them was her One, and together, they were able to create the barrier that has protected our kingdom for centuries.” A hush falls over the room as his words sink in. I feel a shiver run down my spine as I absorb what he’s saying. Four Ones. The idea seems impossible, yet here I am, sitting beside two men who both strengthen my magic in ways I can’t fully understand. Could it be true? Could I be meant to have more than one One, just like this ancient fae? My mother

I decided to ask again, partly just to give myself a chance to finally let go. "Isabelle, we've been together for seven years. This is my hundredth proposal. Come on, stop messing with me." She rolled her eyes, not even trying to hide how little she cared. "So what? I've known Ron for over 20 years. Does that mean less than our seven years of relationship? "I've said it 99 times, and this is the hundredth. Listen carefully. If Ron never gets married, neither will I. That's the promise we made when we were kids. Besides, why do we need a flimsy piece of paper to prove our relationship?"

“How much will you give me for it?” Kimberly got up from the couch and gave the few hundred dollars to him. “Fifty thousand dollars.” The landlord’s eyes widened. Never in his life has he seen that amount of money. Excited, he nodded to her offer. Kimberly took out the bundle of money from her purse and gave the fifty thousand dollars to the landlord. Before stepping out of the cabin, Kimberly warned the landlord, “If you bailed, I will kill you.” She could because she was that vicious.

I'm been living inside the Zander mansion for close to four years now, but everytime I walk into my father's house,I'm always mesmerised by it's beauty. It has the size and structure of a castle,its wall outside were painted white, it's inside walls were covered in gold paint, it was furniture with luxurious chairs and tables, it had everything the house of the CEO of Zander Cooperations (ZD Co.) The number one company in about 120+ countries , and My father Anderson Zander was the person who started this company from the scratch, it wasn't passed down to him. I respect him a lot for that, and I wish to do something like that as well.

"Mr. Cohen, one unit is $1 million, so 100 units is $100 million. Are you sure?" Alex raised his hand to signal for Josie to calm down and wrote another figure behind the number. He then said to Zachary, "Your turn. No matter how you add it, even if you just add a zero between your two 1’s and change it to 101 units, I’ll add another zero to buy 1,000 units. Do you still dare to continue?"