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“ So what can you tell us about these hunters?” I asked her to make her a sandwich just the way she likes it, three slices of ham, mayo, mustard and a pickle on the side with mustard on it. With a glass of sweet tea “ Thank you. And not much I’ve only come across one, once or twice from a distance.” She said taking a bite out of her pickle “ well I’ll take what I can get anything would be helpful” I assured her making myself food as well

Clinton stood beside me as the instructor set up the board. As we climbed onto the board, Clinton took the lead. He positioned himself first, feeling out the balance and control of the flyboard. With a powerful surge of water from the jets, he lifted off the surface, rising into the air with ease. I watched, breathless, as he soared above the water, his movements smooth and confident.

Her signature was short, yet it felt as though she had spent an entire century writing it. As soon as the pen lifted off the paper, Cole quickly took the divorce papers from her hands. “Ms. Arnold, I’ll leave you to the rest of your day.” After the door shut heavily behind, Hailey collapsed onto the sofa, limp like a fish pulled from the water. The television was on, broadcasting breaking financial news. “It has been confirmed that Fisher Corporation, founded by renowned entrepreneur Mr. Jeremy Fisher, has successfully passed its IPO review. The company is expected to officially go public within a month, with an estimated market value of ten billion dollars. Mr. Fisher is set to become the w

I instructed. "I'm on it. Now for the girl. The one you're not interested in,” he snickered. He quickly stopped when I growled. "Okay. Be broody about it. Aurelia Faith Christian is a sixteen-year-old from Eugene, Oregon. A B+ student, despite her age, will be a senior in the fall. She's on the debate and girls’ lacrosse teams at school and has multiple trophies from equestrian events. Her parents, Mary and William Christian, own and run the Christian horse ranch. And well, they are human. No connection to our kind or even knowledge of it,” he reported.

Thus, he could recall Fisher. Finley laughed again. “I heard he has a relatively high income of almost six hundred thousand to seven hundred thousand US dollars a year. He’s a proper middle-class man, and he’s also very family oriented. He has a happy family with two daughters, two sons, and a wife who’s a full-time housewife. Am I correct?” Homer shrugged, noncommittal. “Probably. I don’t know much about him. What about it?”

As they made their way to the meeting room, Fisher couldn’t help but mentally go through how he had ended up here – as a fearful but loyal subordinate to this young man. Fisher remembered the first time he had seen Alexander Cross. To him, he was a nobody who was in desperate need of a job. He later found out that his wife was also working here. Back then, he had been impressed when he saw that Alexander had the best result out of all the applicants looking for a job at the company. In fact, Fisher had wondered why Alexander had chosen to settle at this company when he could have easily made it into any of the bigger companies in the city. Though landing a job there was much harder, Fisher w

After the handshake, he turned to Serenity, who was next to Liberty, and asked with a smile, “You must be Ms. Serenity Hunt, the wife of Zachary York. I heard a lot about you in Jensburg.” He then reached his right hand out to Serenity. Out of courtesy, Serenity shook his hand too. The man said with a smile, “Pleased to meet you, Ms. Serenity.” Serenity grinned. “How should I address you?” “Call me Mr. Fletcher.” “Mr. Fletcher, did Ms. Caroline Fisher send you?” Liberty asked. In the whole of Jensburg, Liberty only knew Caroline Fisher. Out of the members of the Fisher family, only Caroline was interested in uncovering the truth behind the power struggle between the Fisher sisters from decad

Maya growled, itching for another go at her. Chelsea twitched by Breyona and I, her dark haired servant trailing after her. Chelsea's dress truly left nothing to the imagination. It was extremely low cut, and somehow just managed to cover her bottom. Not only was it sparkly, but it was a Peptol Bismol shade of pink. Add a silver pair of heels and a sash that says "Birthday Girl", and Chelsea's look is complete. "Maybe she'll find her mate tonight and back off Alpha Asher." Breyona shrugged, nudging me with her elbow.

Vince responded, "And it looks as though you have been too. May I ask who this beautiful creature beside you is?" "This is Lennox, my finance." Silas explained. "Fiance?" Vince repeated, "That’s quite the coincidence." He continued, giving a mischievous grin. "I’ve also managed to find a woman willing to put up with me." "Really?" Silas asked. "That’s right." Vince grinned. "Honey, come meet the cousin I told you about!" Turning, Vince motioned for a curvy redhead dressed in a flowy golden sundress to come forward. Maybe I would have been impressed by her beauty if it wasn’t for the fact Silas suddenly stiffened beside me.

the guests heard Mr Fisher say before the screen went off. The murmurs began again this time more louder. Every one discussing what they just heard and how big of an opportunity it was. The Fisher company was known as a one man company. It doesn't partner with any other company to carry out its cause, making it one if the most respectable company in the whole of LA.