Request Box Novels & Stories

Then she made the car thing stop in front of a box. "And now, we get our food..." she said, but then put her finger to her lips signaling me to be quiet. "Yes, I would like two double beef cheeseburger, a fried chicken pack of six and four french fries, and two large colas..." she talked to the box, then it replies back to her with a female voice. But the box was so small, what kind of magic is this? Then she made the car move to another window, while she tells me to get her brown bag from the back seat. She took out a funny looking pouch and retrieved numbered paper then gives it to the lady, who was using a funny looking headpiece.

Revealing a holding a sleek black box. "What's this?" I asked. “It’s from the boss, ma’am " he replied, his expression unreadable. "You're to wear this tonight." I hesitated. "But I've already chosen my outfit." "I’m sorry, ma’am, but it is not a request, it’s an order from the boss.” I took the box, curiosity getting the better of me. “He’ll be arriving in the next 30minute, ma’am ” he bowed and took his leave.

Richard notices that she is carrying a black box in her hands. "Hello? May I help you?" Richard asks, opening the door. "Mr. Underhill?" The woman asks; Richard nods his head. "Speaking?" "Mr. Underhill, on behalf of Mr. Verlice, I would like to give you this personal invitation and gift." The woman reached Richard the box, "It is in the best interest to not speak of this, nor ignore this one-time opportunity. In case of rejection, you will receive no more offers. Chose wisely, Mr. Underhill, "The woman hurries down the hallway, and a stunned Richard stands left with a black box dressed in velvet.

The room's atmosphere finally lightened when Vanessa arrived. "Sorry I'm late, Felix. There was a traffic accident," she apologized. She was about to make introductions when she noticed something odd, particularly the box in front of Felix. "Holy shit! Is that Royal Elite Courier Service? Am I seeing things?" Vanessa exclaimed, clearly familiar with their distinctive boxes. "Yes, it is Royal Elite, Nessa. Felix just received it," the woman confirmed. Vanessa moved closer and squeezed Felix's shoulder playfully. "Come on, Felix, we're all friends here. Can I see what's inside?"

He was holding a medium size box with an expensive clothing company’s name on it. “This came from the store, it’s their way of saying thank you after Mr. Menzel bought twelve of their new release expensive clothes. Should I send it to your room now, Mrs. Menzel?” Mattia asked before he looked at the box. “J-Just leave it on the table. I’ll check that later,” I smiled at him before I caressed the ribbon of the box. Mattia nodded at me before he excused himself. I watched as he walked past me before my attention went back to my phone.

I head over, crack open the door, and peer out. There's a box on the ground. I stoop over, curious. Scar rarely buys stuff online. I turn it over, checking the label— It's addressed to me. I pick it up and carry it inside. The box is moderately heavy, rectangular, not too big, but not small either. I place it down on the table, staring like it's a bomb. Curious, I shoot Scar a text. Rita: Did you send me a package? Something just showed up.

"This came for her while you were out." Drakon stiffens. He steps in front of me instantly. "From who?" "Courier dropped it at the gate. Said it was priority." Markos taps the box. "I scanned it. No wires, no explosives. It’s light." Drakon takes the box. He shakes it gently. Something rattles inside. He pulls a knife from his belt and slices the tape. He opens the flaps, peering inside. His shoulders relax slightly. He hands the box to me.

Enzo murmured slowly and leaned back on the couch while I sighed and leaned forward. “You can sit down, Ella,” I told her and she nodded immediately. Placing the box on the center table, she sat down on the couch next to mine. The box was quite sturdy covered in a smooth black matte finish. A silver satin ribbon decorated one corner, tied delicately in a bow and the brand name was printed in silver in the middle of the box. The box looked quite sleek and sophisticated. Looking up at Ella I started, “Those men are just for security purposes.”

“Paid to plant, paid to run, not paid to think.” Alessio plucked the burner from the guy’s pocket. No lock. An open thread blinked on the screen, last message sent three minutes ago: “ORCHID MISSED. NEW PLAY: WHITE BOX. —M” Elena’s stomach turned to ice. “White box.” “Package delivery,” Alessio said. “Inside signatures. This is a public room with private doors. We’re moving.”

I quickly ran further into the room, searching for a perfect spot to hide, and I hope it’s not going to be like the last time Xavier showed up in the dorm room. “What are you doing?” He asked, Christian’s voice asked from behind me, and I turned towards him, my eyes flickering down to the box in his hands. I straightened up almost immediately, adjusting my clothes. “Nothing.” I then pointed towards the box in his hands. “What is that?” “I had a package ordered.” My eyes suspiciously scanned the erotic logo and the title that was written in bold letters on the black box in Christian's hands. ‘KISS & TELL’