Open Season C. J. Box Novels & Stories

Jim kneels on one knee, his arms in his pocket, bringing out a small box…. “What are you doing Jim…. Don’t mess with me” I stutter, confused. Jim opens the box, revealing the shiny ring that is seated in the box “Please say yes to being like this forever”

" Gwen said with a smile. And with that they went off, rearranging the room Until Jessica shifted his desk and saw a box which looked important. " what is that. " Gwen asked as she moves closer to Jessica when she saw a box in her hand and an unknown look on her face. Jessica snapped out of whatever trance she was in. " nothing" She said as she try to dismiss it but Gwen was having none of that. She took the box from Jessica and tried to open it when she discovered that her blood refuse to open it, she knew that only a primordial can open it so she gave it to Jessica. " open it. "

The particular sound of him setting his phone on the counter. Then she heard him stop. She looked up. He was standing at the edge of the kitchen. Looking at her. Then he crossed to the table and set something down beside the notebook without saying anything. A small white box. The kind that came from a jeweler. Then he walked to the fridge like he had simply put something down in passing and now had business elsewhere. She looked at the box. "Caspian." "It's not what you think," he said with his back still to her. "Open it."

"It smells good. And the smell is getting stronger." Wasn't this the scent of the meat we sell? But this smell was much richer. So that was what was in the jar. It was our best-selling product. I watched Dad fan the air toward himself with a blissful expression on his face. Mom, on the other hand, was much more tense. "Stop wasting time. Take some and seal it back up. We've been opening it up too often lately." "Yeah, I know. Just bring me the bowl." Dad jammed the hook into the jar and stirred it around. Soon, he seemed to have hooked something heavy, judging by the strain on his arm. I stared wide-eyed as a pale object slowly emerged.

I know what it is that this remarkable man feels for me; I cannot let him ever say it. "Jax, I want to show you something." "I don't think there is any other bit of your body I have not seen." "You would be surprised. But it's not me." "Am I going to like it?" "I don't think so. In fact, I know you won't." I run into the kitchen to find the box that Hunter has given me. "Here, open it." "It's a box in a box?" "Carry on." "There is a box in a box in a box?” He cocks his head and raises his eyebrow. “Is this your idea of a present?"

Janiyah asked worriedly. "Silly... Why would I do that? Of course not. I will not fire you, Janiyah. I just want to show you something," said Aaron and took something from the back seat of his car. He gave a box to Janiyah, even though Janiya was surprised, she accepted the blue box. "What is this?" he asked. "Just open it..." Janiyah slowly opened the blue box, even though she was nervous to do it but she did it until she finally opened the box and many love letters and pictures appeared to her. Her eyes almost widened when she saw the inside of the box. She turned to Aaron who was now smiling.

Zachary was still asleep beside me; his profile was so finely sculpted that it was difficult to look away. Nevertheless, I forced myself to rise, wash, and dress. Just as I was about to leave the room, my eyes happened to catch the small box left unopened the day before. A faint, uneasy curiosity rose within me. I wondered what sort of riding crop Zachary had specially commissioned. To my astonishment, when I carefully opened the little box, I found an exquisitely crafted jeweled hairpin lying within, its gemstones sparkling brilliantly. My heart lurched. I had misunderstood Zachary all along. The box never contained the ill-intentioned riding crop I had imagined.

His eyes stopped. Tucked neatly under the bottom shadow of the desk, almost hidden by my leg, was a single brown cardboard box. The top flaps were folded over, but through the gap, he could see the neatly stacked binder spines, the wrapped picture frame, and the small green leaves of the plant. It was half-full. Ready to be sealed. Ready to be carried out the front doors into a waiting taxi without a second glance back. Jordan looked at the box for five long seconds, his breathing shallow, his tall frame suddenly looking very still, as if the ground beneath his feet had just split wide open. **To be Continued**

I never thought I would be standing here after all these years like this. I sneak into the library. Only a line of shelf is clean. The other shelves have dust all over them, webs, and most of the books look old and some are already wearing off. I walk around, sweeping my eyes on what could get my attention. Then I see a box. It’s an old, thick leather box with a handle, sealed shut. I try to open it, but it’s stuck. like it hasn’t been touched in a really long time. Decades maybe

Chapter 31 stm. Caterina sat on the bed, starring at the red box next to her for the last fifteen minutes since she had came back from the cafe. Hugo had not returned yet and she knew he would be back home in next half an hour. She had not opened the box set and her heart was thumping loudly inside her chest to think what would be inside the box. She exhaled loudly and placed the box in her lap. “Let's open you”. Caterina spoke to the box before open the knot of the ribbon. There was a black paper inside, sealed with a red heart sticker.