Outstanding Move Novels & Stories

"You can't blame me for this! This is all Alanna's fault for being such a sly fox!" Tucker stared at Melvin pitifully. "But my funds—" A vein popped out of Melvin's forehead at that moment. "You still want to get paid at a time like this? In your dreams!" He stalked away angrily after that. When Melvin reached the doorway, he heard his phone ring. "Mr. Florentine, I heard there's a new batch that has just arrived in this city. Do you want to have a sample of them?" A glint appeared in Melvin's eyes.

Orlando and I had been together for ten years. I'd looked after his sick mom, sweating out a fever of my own, and where was he? Knocking back drinks with Rosalind, playing therapist to her broken heart. I swallowed my pride at work, getting chewed out by my boss, while he spent the night companying Rosalind because she had cramps. Then, when I got the news my mom had passed, I tried calling him, desperate for support. But nope—phone off. After a wild goose chase, turns out he was at Rosalind's graduation. That was it. I gave up. But Orlando wouldn't let go. Red-eyed, he begged me for just one more chance.

It was a bond Mary could never breach. Finally, I pulled back slightly, eyes meeting his with a newfound assertiveness. “Then we move tomorrow. We shouldn't give her the satisfaction of watching us panic. And we need to control the narrative before she even realizes it is happening.” Grayson’s lips curved into a satisfied smile, the heat in his gaze reminding me that while Mary might try to manipulate the world, she could never manipulate what we had. “Exactly.” I nodded, letting myself finally relax, knowing the plan would work because of us, because of the trust we now shared. The threat outside could wait. For now, we had each other, and that was more than enough.

Finley Age nineteen I had just finished moving the last of my things in my dorm room. I sold most of what I had in my apartment. I still wasn't sure how I was going to do this. Konner had called me several times and tried to send me money, but I had refused him. I had to be a big girl and figure this out on my own. I thought about going to the physical therapy office to see if they had any openings, but I also thought that might not be appropriate. I wasn't really sure. I wasn't prepared for the real world, that is for sure.

he asked. Lucy heard him ask Jane what was wrong and all of a sudden George stopped and turned pale, it was as if he had seen a ghost, "George is everything okay?" Lucy walked over to him and asked with so much concern. "Okay I'm taking the next flight out, everything will be fine", George assured his secretary and cut the line. "I have to go, there's been a slight set back at the shipping company and if I don't get there as soon as possible my company is history" he told Lucy as he rushed to the car to start it.

Rosa was thinking in her mind "I have walked for what feels like a couple of hours now. My mobile seems to be not working and glitching. No wonder this area was prohibited for us. I am actually quite scared. I have an artificial atmosphere device attached with me which is supplying me with the required oxygen so I know I will at least not die due to suffocation or inefficient oxygen. At least not now, till the system is working and till there is oxygen left in the tank. It is connected with hotel Oxymar's main point of supply but there are a thousand different scenarios that might happen. Also I am far away from the safe zone so the supply is pretty weak and eventually it might just stop. I

“Do it.” Max moved immediately, already working. “Give me a minute.” Sarah stepped closer to Oliver. “That’s going to hit hard,” she said. Oliver glanced at her. “It’s supposed to.” Caspian’s voice came low. “It will.” Max looked up from his phone. “Okay… once this goes out, there’s no pulling it back.” Oliver didn’t hesitate. “I know.” Max studied him for a second. Then nodded. “Alright.” He tapped the screen.

After graduating from college, I set out to make a new life in Kingshaven with my parents, who had just wrapped up over two decades of teaching in an underserved rural community. To our surprise, as soon as we stepped off the train, we ran straight into Kingshaven’s infamous little tyrant. She clearly had a woman’s appearance, yet she kept insisting she was a man. Of course, I glanced at her a couple of times. “What are you staring at? Never seen a man before? I can’t stand women like you, using your looks to seduce men wherever you go.” We had only just arrived in the capital, so I did not want any trouble. I took my parents by the arm and turned to leave. As I turned, however, she sp

Don't tell me you submitted it by mistake. I immediately pulled up the photos on my phone. I'd taken them while Wendy was distracted. Mr. Hurst turned pale once he saw the photos I'd taken of the reimbursement claim. He became even more panicked as the minutes passed. "What the hell do you want?" he growled out in a low voice. I cleared the rejection email I'd written to Mr. Anderson and responded to Mr. Hurst's question right in front of everyone. "I want the reward that rightly belongs to me—the thousand-square-foot apartment I earned by being the top salesperson for three consecutive years. You have no right to deny me that.

Oh please, I hope he won't. I flinched when he suddenly tapped my right shoulder. Shit, is this it? Will he punch me so hard in the face? Yell at me? Throw me out of the win—? "Move." Oh my god. He isn't going to do something to me? I moved aside and lowered my head at him, apologizing again and again. Glad that he isn't planning to do those things to me. I slightly glanced above and saw a big bulge behind his towel. Holy shit! That's so big!