Quarter Life Novels & Stories

I hadn't played ten games in the last season and the way I was feeling, I didn't know if I would play again. I was going to be one of those quarterbacks that re-tired early. Shit, I was only twenty-eight, yet I felt like an old man. Too scared to run, pass, or do anything in case something else snapped. The guys were acting nice about it. Telling me to get a grip and that it was all about the game, but I was so fucking scared of doing anything, including sex! "You need to get back out there. What happened to Casanova Sebastian?" Mason said as he passed me another beer.

They made sure the quarters were designed to strip us of our remaining dignity. Sensing my curiosity, she let out a small chuckle. “This quarter is reserved for females. That is the reason the door is barely covered.” “Okay,” I replied, still glaring at her. “What do you mean my introduction is in 24 hours? Who would I be introduced to? Who even brought this idea?” I asked, feeling a bile of disgust rising in my throat. “The quartermasters. You do not want to cross them. We are not to tell the new slaves what to expect. It's against the rules. Different slaves have different experiences. The experience is what makes it fun and the fact that it comes as a surprise to the slave.”

Just confident, like she was reading numbers off a chart. It was the first full sentence she’d spoken directly about him, and it was delivered like a forecast. “April?” he echoed. “That’s generous.” “Why not March?” Lena finally gave him a full look — eyes level, head tilted slightly. “You’ll need the first month just to figure out what a quarterly earnings call is.” “I can G****e it.” “And the rest of the year won’t teach you poise, discretion, or diplomacy.” “Those aren’t my strong suits.”

She told me. " The Royal Quarters? " I asked. " Yes. " " What does that mean? " " That's the quarter built for the royals alone. That means, The Alpha's and their Luna's, the Beta and Omega ranks. Also, members related to the Alpha king. You must be wondering why you aren't there yet? " She just read my mind. " That's because you aren't married to The Master yet. Once you and The Master are joined, and he has successfully claimed you to be his, then you are entitled to sleep with him in the quarter.

“Before the auction for the fourth quarter pill begins, please give the bidders a friendly reminder. For those who’re waiting to bid for the last full pill, if their financial strength is a little risky, advise them to bid for the fourth quarter pill first. Otherwise, they may not win anything.” Jasmine understood. She immediately announced to the bidders, “The next item for auction is the Rejuvenating Pill. This is the fourth quarter pill, which is also the last quarter pill available for auction. I believe everyone has witnessed the magical effects shown by the three quarter pills earlier. I know many have regretfully missed your chance to win the pills earlier. This is the last quarter pi

an investor asks. "The deal is named Quid Ultimate deal." Park begins. "And in the last 6 months it has been progressing ultimately as the name implies" Park adds in courageously. "When do we get our benefits?" and investor asks politely. "Fear not, your benefits are accumulating but you'll be credited in quinquennial" Liam said confidently. "Every five years?! Isn't that too far?" a board member asks anxiously. "The choice is yours to make" Liam halts with his hand circled around his mouth.

8:00 AM — Floor 50 March ended with the closure of Q1 reports. The first quarter of the year had been brutal, methodical, and, for once, predictable. No last-minute fires. No boardroom surprises. Just data, deadlines, and a system that had finally stopped making noise.

They like neat little boxes they can put the future into. "Second quarter." I don't look at my notes because I don't need them. "Assuming regulatory approvals remain on schedule, we'll begin the rollout in Q2 next year." It's actually the truth. It also happens to be the only outcome I'm willing to acknowledge. I don't build contingency plans in boardrooms…I build certainty. Patricia smiles faintly and makes a note without another question. Damon quietly places his pen on top of the folder in front of him and I notice it immediately. Richard only puts his pen down when he's finished with the paperwork and is about to ask the question that isn't written anywhere in it…I've watched him do it o

Alexander's shoulders were in the right position. Eleanor still noted this at their quarterly lunches, which she still had—they had not become biannual or occasional or annual, they had remained quarterly because Eleanor's value of consistency was not rhetorical. She noted it the way she noted other things that pleased her: with the specific brief acknowledgement of someone who had been watching for a long time and was confirming that the thing she'd been watching for was still there.

The Ground stable underneath it. The quarterly report filed, read, acknowledged. The second quarter already starting. The work.