Slayer Retiring Novels & Stories

When Cael Moraine spoke, the world listened. His statement wasn’t dramatic. It wasn’t filled with anger or revenge. It was simple. On his official account, he posted: "Truth has a way of revealing itself. Let’s move on from this." No hashtags. No further explanations. It was subtle, yet brutal. It meant he was done with Sheryl. It meant she was finished. Brands, sponsors, and industry professionals followed his lead, severing ties without hesitation.

I sat at the center of it all, my daughter in my arms, Adrian standing behind me with his hand on my shoulder, and felt the strange calm of a woman who had made her choice and was ready to own it. "Thank you for coming," I said, my voice carrying to the back of the room without needing amplification. "I have several announcements to make today." I looked down at Hope, sleeping peacefully against my chest, her tiny face composed in dreams I would never access. Then I looked up, meeting the cameras, meeting the future. "First, I am officially announcing my retirement from active management of the Vale Group. After recent ups and downs, I am choosing to step back and focus on my family. My husb

"You seemed pretty righteous when you were wrecking other people's livelihoods." He turned toward the senior employees. "Sharon. Tell them about New Zealand." Sharon from the sales department stood. Her eyes were still red, but her voice never wavered. "Last year's retreat was skydiving in New Zealand. "Forty-three hundred dollars per person. Mr. Tyley paid for it himself. "My husband came with me. He said he'd never had that much fun in his life." "The year before was a hot springs trip. Before that, a sailing vacation. Every single year, the company subsidy was over two thousand dollars per person.

if the stones had been sharp enough, it could have ended my life-thread. The night air was freezing. Sloane faced the torches clad in a dark winter cloak, her facial paint perfectly applied to hide the trembling of her jaw. Underneath the misty drizzle, her handler held a skin umbrella over her head, her face completely rigid. "I, Sloane Pierce, am officially declaring my withdrawal from the runway packs tonight. From this moon forward, my paws will never cross into the entertainment territories again..." "I offer my thanks to the bloodlines that supported my hunts over the seasons. I have no meat to repay the debt, I merely ask that you remember my name."

"Mr. Slater, the board meeting is about to start." Chris glared at his rejected call notification, slamming his fist on the desk. He took a deep breath, composed himself, straightened his suit, and strode toward the conference room. After years of steadily acquiring shares, he had surpassed Dean to become the largest shareholder of Slater Group. Six years of patience and concealment had led to this moment. Before the vote, his position as chairman was already all but certain. He glanced at his older brother—Dean, pale as a corpse, forcing himself to appear composed. Clearing his throat, Chris announced clearly, "I withdraw my candidacy and nominate Dean to continue as chairman of Slater Grou

Thank the Goddess she said it because I’d probably get punched. “As of this morning Shane has officially announced his retirement some time this month. Once we get things wrapped up with the current cases. I’m his successor,” he states, as my eyes go wide. I would have thought Chance would take over for sure, Tyson is not at all the right choice! But I don’t dare say that, because soon… he’ll be my superior.

His announcement came at a good time though, it took my mind off my own problems for a bit. “There’s something that I want to tell all of you,” Malachi started the conversation and we all looked at him. “Sounds serious,” I said and leaned back in my chair. “I’m closing the firm and officially retiring,” he said to us as we all looked at him and I started laughing. “Dad, you can’t be serious,” I said to him as I looked at them. “I am very serious,” Malachi said and I saw no hint of amusement in his eyes.

“You’re fucking retiring.” The three younger men at the front all looked at each other. The elder Edgington just raised a brow. “You’re eloquent as always, Walker. I fucking am.” “Son of a bitch!” “You’re serious?” Cutter asked. “Yes.” Beside her, Zy stiffened. “Effective when? I just got here.” “Are you shutting down?” Josiah asked. “Or selling out?” One-Mile sneered.

Like cockroaches who had hidden away until after the blasting was over, they were crawling out from beneath rocks and out of holes, ready to flex their muscles since the most dangerous part of the Revelation appeared to be over. Margie had made sure that the remaining LIGHTS buildings were cleared out of the squatters that had overran them in the last decade, including a hell of a lot of Vampires who had seemed to think it was funny to live in the homes of the people who used to hunt them down. She knew that her dad had taken the precaution of putting many of their prized possessions in a secret storage place--that she would likely never be able to find. It wasn’t the valuables that she’d mi

My career will be drowned along with his. “Thank you, Celia. But I won’t be doing any shoots. The MK shoot will be my last before I retire. I’m buying my contract out. Thank you for helping me make my decision. I’m not dating Aaron Jackson, yet my manager is trying to clean up his image and use mine to do it. I believe my manager doesn’t have my best interest in mind. With that said, I’d like to formally dissolve our relationship.” I say standing up. She looks at me in shock. “You can’t do that. You can’t do that to me. I won’t allow you to do that. You can’t just fire me!” she shouts.