Outstanding Move Novels & Stories

“I was sent by your assigned nurse. She popped out to attend to some paid, esteemed patients. The ones that can actually afford to pay their bills.” I already knew where this was headed. She opened her lips to speak but I cut her short before she even began. “I understand if you want to discharge and get rid of me quickly but the least you can do is let me stay the night. Tomorrow, I'll try t—” I'd barely finished speaking when the sound of her phone ringing cut through the air and I paused, staring back at her as she dug her fingers into her pockets and dug out her phone. “Shhh.”

He was trying to sound confident, but his heart hammered against his ribs like a trapped bird. “Your best needs to be exceptional, Mr. Hayes. Anything less is a waste of my time, and yours.” Damon’s gaze swept over Luke, lingering for a fraction of a second on his mouth, then his eyes, before snapping back to his own work. “Now, let’s begin. I have a board meeting at ten. Prepare the quarterly reports and the acquisition proposal. They’re on the shared drive. Familiarize yourself with them. I’ll need a summary of key points and potential objections to the proposal.”

"I'm sorry." "No, it's fine." I laid my head on the arm of the chair and rested my legs on her laps. "It's not the end of the world." I held back tears because I promised not to cry over a scum like Bellamy again. "So what was the bad news you wanted to tell me about?" "Oh." She rubbed the back of her neck and lowered her gaze. "We are moving in two days time." My heart sank at the mention of this, but once I remembered what father said–I picked up my heart and buckled it with a belt to stop it from sinking.

- Obsidian Shortsword/ RARITY: RARE+ - STR: 5 AGI: 20 SKILL: SPEED BOOST- TEMPORARILY INCREASE 30% MOVESPEED OF THE USER FOR 5MINS. DURABILITY: 100/100 AN UNKNOWN BLACKSMITH WHO SPENDS ALL OF HIS NIGHT FORGING WEAPONS ACHIEVEMENT ENLIGHTENMENT AND CREATES THIS WEAPON "it is great! Beyond compare!". these stats of the short sword is superb plus the skill it has can boost my overall movement speed by 30% as I mesmerizing by the awesomeness of this new weapon, Uncle Bobby suddenly taps me. "yes, Uncle Bobby?" "let's go, they already left". He points a finger toward Phil and Jimboy far away from us.

“You’ll thank me when the money starts piling up.” “It has started.” “Oh?” “I opened a savings account.” “That’s great, Ofelia.” Pride warmed his voice, and I felt my smile grow. “I’m still nowhere near my goal, but it’s something.” “What is the goal?” I glanced around the quiet executive floor before lowering my voice. “Moving out.” There was a brief silence. “From your mother’s place?” “Yes.” “Is it that bad?” I looked toward Damien’s office. The door was still open, but the room appeared empty.

“Signal hasn’t moved.” Yvonne’s gaze sharpened. “That’s the problem.” Marcus looked at her. “What do you mean?” Yvonne replied, “It hasn’t moved at all.” Adrian paused then checked deeper. “…Wait.” Marcus stepped closer. “What?” Adrian zoomed in. “The signal… it’s fixed.” Yvonne’s voice stayed calm. “Explain.” Adrian swallowed slightly. “It’s not moving because…it’s not on them.” Marcus’s expression hardened. “Say it clearly.”

Her sharp eyes flicked to the screen. A private number. Instinctively, she grabbed the phone and answered. “Hello?” she greeted coldly. “Mrs. Amante,” a deep yet firm voice came from the other end. “I am Mr. Chiu from PrimeVest Capital. We have called multiple times, but we have yet to receive the outstanding payment from NexTech Solutions. It has been due for three weeks.” Mathilda pinched the bridge of her nose. The stress from the past few days had now intensified even further.

"Someone — please call this number. Tell them what's happening here. I'll pay a hundred thousand dollars to whoever makes that call." Someone in the crowd scoffed. "She's not trying to call for backup, is she?" The spectators burst out laughing. "Backup? Who would dare come? In this city, who's bigger than the Balmers?" Lily dug her nails into my side and twisted. "Still putting on a show, you tramp? Dressed in rags like that — who could you possibly call?" I stopped struggling. I looked at the doubtful faces and doubled down. "Whoever makes that call gets a million dollars."

My family was supposed to be depositing a portion into an account set up in my name. In three years, I had never once thought to check it. What was the point? I had nowhere to go. Nothing to spend money on and nothing to do but sit in this basement and wait for the next blood donation. But five thousand dollars was five thousand dollars. I opened the banking app on my phone. I found the account Mr. Cohen had set up in my name at the beginning of the contract. The screen loaded and I stared at the number expecting something tangible but my heart stopped.

Today was a special day and I wanted to get started. *** Analiese Oscar had been on the phone all morning with the management company for his apartment building. He paid the extra pet deposit by phone and e-signed some documents. Now we were on our way to the pound. I was super excited and a little nervous. We are getting a dog today. It means I have to tell my dad that I'm moving out. That was taking the edge off my excitement.