Orario Novels & Stories

Her eyes shined in glory and excitement and she whipped out her phone and captured a few clicks of it, I now remember she's a sunset girl. " Ladies and gentlemen this your pilot speaking, we've safely in Italy Rome and the local time is 9:30 pm, hope you had safe flight" "Phew ! finally we landed it's been 8 hours since I've stretched my legs "Mike relieved " What's the local time again?" She asked me with curiosity filled in her eyes "It's 9:30 pm bambina" She nodded in response

Luca took a glance from the corner of his eye before answering. "Circa 5 ore capo." [About 5 hours boss] "Fermati in un centro commerciale." [Stop by a shopping mall.] "È in ritardo capo. Temo che qualcuno sarà aperto a quest'ora." [It’s late boss. I am afraid that any will be opened at this hour.] "Ci sarà qualcuno dei nostri centri commerciali in arrivo?" [Will any of our shopping malls be on the way?]

Aranjo took hold of her shoes and ran after the demon back into the reading room. The Emperor stopped in front of his desk and pulled out an hourglass using his magic. Aranjo busily put her shoes back on and looked at the hourglass that the demon had placed on the table. "Remember to turn this hourglass upside down when you arrive and make sure you return to your place when this hourglass runs out!" the Emperor said as he turned the hourglass upside down and walked away from the reading room. The hourglass has the power to slow down time and after the hourglass runs out the power also disappears and time returns to normal.

“Naturally. I didn’t take you off the books. You still owe me money.” Helen groaned and Mindy went on. “Anyway, he offered one hundred dollars an hour—into your pocket.” “A hundred dollars… an hour! You must be joking. A guy does not pay that much without expecting sex!” Helen exclaimed. “This guy does. When he offered that much, the rules were firmly explained to him and he said he wanted you for a date and nothing more.” “Have I met this guy before? Did I go on a date with him?” “I don’t think so. He said he saw you at the New Year’s Eve party. I guess your date was with Mark that night? Anyway, he thought you were interesting and he wants to take you out. His name is Dominic Figura. So, w

He always told the story behind the various pieces enthusiastically, making her excited about them. "No, I want to hear about what you were trying to sell." Minnow exclaimed with her mouth full of sweet batter. "Ok, I recently imported the Personnel Halting and Stimulation Response Rifle. PHASR, for short. It's a non-lethal weapon designed to disorient and stun enemies rather than kill them." Waylen's eyes widened with excitement as he explained his latest finds. "So, it's a light-based gun that temporarily blinds enemies with focused laser beams. The laser lights, which operate at alternating wavelengths, will disorient people who look at them, rendering them unable to stand, let alone figh

Hachatrjan said before pulling out a matte black ring box from his pocket. “Are we suppose to meet a deadline for us to carry on this fast?”, Orianne asked as she crossed her legs. “I need to prepare for my flight to Korea…” he looked at his watch, “in two hours so yes, we need to carry it on this fast.” Orianne noticed how his eyes were trying their best to look at her. In her mind, she knew that she had an effect on the man in front of her. His eyes were giving his feelings away.

𝗗𝘂𝗮𝗻 𝗔𝗰𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗟𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗹: 𝗢𝗿𝗶𝗼𝗻 – 𝗥𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗧𝗶𝗺𝗲: 𝟬𝟮:𝟭𝟰 𝗔𝗠

I file this information. The second guard asks about Monday. The first guard says Monday stays the same - it's the primary transfer day and the manifest doesn't touch Monday. The second guard says something I almost miss because a woman behind me starts talking, but I catch the key words: heure (hour), cinq (five), and trente (thirty). Five-thirty. The Monday ship arrives at five-thirty in the morning.

him. "A watch?" Cassandra laughed. "It looks like a man’s watch, Damian. It’s huge." "It is a chronometer," Damian said coldly, his eyes locking onto Aria's. "It is precise to within one-tenth of a second per year. You are frequently late, Aria. You miss trains. You lose track of time in the archives. This will ensure you are punctual. I do not tolerate lateness in my employees." It was a criticism wrapped in steel.

Aki-chan waited by the counter eagerly for him to pick up. “Good morning, Kake-chan.” He said, his voice a rumble, when he picked up. “Good morning.” I replied. Aki-chan followed. “Good morning! Aki is here too!” “Eh? Aki-chan? What is it, in the morning?” I could hear the smile in his voice. “It’s nearly 11:00 am.” I said. “Speaking of… did you just wake up?” “That… would be correct.” He admitted. “Thanks to you.”