Persona Wild Cards Novels & Stories

My company let employees clock paid hours while petting the office cats, take unlimited vacation, and skip the time clock altogether. For a while, people called us a dream company. Then one of my employees posted online and accused the whole thing of being a kindness trap. He filmed the office as if it were paradise, but the caption told a different story: [Don't envy us. All of this was bought with our low pay and our youth.] The post went viral, and overnight, I became the fake-nice boss who bled his employees dry behind a mask of small kindnesses. The entire internet told my employees to run. Fine. I let them. I rolled out a new policy. Effective immediately, every flexible benefit

I didn't know what kind of contract had been attached to it, but there were so many words that I didn't even want to read it. "Then just write down both your names and mine, and it's all done," Jared said, still on the line with me. I immediately scrolled to the final page of the document and filled in the blanks as quickly as I could. Suddenly, Jared began to chuckle under his breath. I genuinely still couldn't understand how his temperament could change so easily like that. All of a sudden, my computer shook violently, and its screen turned pink. Then, I heard a robotic female voice say, "Congratulations on completing the contract mission! You have successfully formed a bond with your targ

I’m still ranting inside my head when my eyes catch something on the edge of the table. A slick black card, half-hidden under a bottle of perfume. I pick it up. The surface is matte and expensive, the lettering embossed in deep silver. Ronan Wilder VVIP Access – Wilder Industries. It’s not a regular business card. It’s a special company pass — the kind only a handful of people ever get to hold. My thumb traces the embossed silver letters on the black card, and just like that my mind drifts back to yesterday—right after court.

Well, it must be because of the aphrodisiac. My body ached all over, especially my arm, where I had stabbed it. Once the grogginess lifted and my mind felt clearer, I pushed myself up to sit and checked if my bag was nearby. It was—placed neatly on the table beside the bed. I reached out and picked up my phone. The first thing I saw when I swiped up the lock screen was a social media post. WOW_SHOCKING: [Did Actress Antonette Madonna and CEO of Salvatore Corporation, Vercel Salvatore, break up?]

My voice was perfectly calm as I continued, "Also, book me a private jet to New Faye one month from now." I hung up and walked to the window. The city glowed in vibrant neon colors as the night scenery stretched out below, its lights flickering ever so often. I thought about what my friend, Elena Esposito, told me last week. She mentioned that there was a scholarship student at Sarton University who looked like Marco, had the same eyes as him, and even had the same smile. After the contract ended, I wanted to go look for him, even if it meant I had to resort to extreme means to make him mine. Maybe it was crazy. But if I could see that face every day, even hell would feel like heaven.

Wilder✨ No thanks tho 😅 Handsome role model😍 fine... I don't feel like partying anymore, I'm going to stay home and be a party pooper Handsome role model😍 is offline Wilder felt bad and thought of something fucked up. Wilder✨ I'll wear something tonight to show off my abs I guess... Handsome role model😍 is online Handsome role model😍

CRYING while trembling with anger Patricia consumed all the wine in her glass. Then she stare again at the new issue of a magazine with the face of her most hated woman in the world on the cover. None other than Lana. It's been a month since she and Andrew last spoke in his office and just as the young man told her. He has not even renewed his contract with the agency.

He was way older than I was. Other than his age, what caught my attention was the name of his previous client. One and only client aside from me, to be more precise. Xander Monstad. That name sounded familiar, but I just could not recall where I heard it from. Was he a businessman as well? I couldn’t say for sure. Occupying the sofa in the living room, I continued to go through Xavier’s profile. “Viola will be here any moment, Miss Lisa,” Nana said right after serving a cup of tea.

He didn't want to die! To his surprise, the female Orc waved her arm at him, throwing him across the floor. It wasn't out of malice, because as Will got back up on his feet, he saw that the Orc leader had entered the room. He didn't even glance at Will, his eyes were focused on the female Orc. Will stared at the Orc leader whose eyes were showing different emotions, first longing, then sadness, and then a burning fury. Will realized that the female Orc was probably his mate, and this made Will fear for his life even more. His plan was to gamble on the Orc leader letting him go as soon as he saw that the female Orc was free. However since it was personal, the Orc leader would probably want re

" I heared a girl whisper a bit loud as i passed by. 'Yes yes i can see that, It's obvious she went to have her pussy stretched.' Another one said. 'I even heard that she's now following those three new hot guys around.' The first one says. 'Three guys? that's digusting.' Another girl says with an irritated voice. 'Such a slut.' I shake my head as i passed them and got to where Ryan was. He carried his bag from it and placed it on the floor beside him. "Thank you." I said to him and sat down placing my books on the table. "Anytime." He smiled at me then faced the board.