Spike Shipping Novels & Stories

"However, the 15% price increase you've proposed needs further clarification. Could you explain the factors behind this figure?" The head of the Blue Horizon Shipping negotiating team took a quick breath, his expression serious as he replied. "This increase is based on careful calculations, taking into account route adjustments and the additional priority services you've requested. We are offering expedited delivery guarantees to meet your demands and reduce the risk of delays."

“Yes. We are doing pretty well, and the turnover is good, so you don’t have to worry that you are getting involved in a sinking ship.” I stare at all three of them wide-mouthed, not really sure what to do or say. There are a lot of things to consider before I can even think of whether I want to join them. “I don’t know if you’ve heard of us, but our company is called Spark Limited.” Connie joins in, using her hands to express her words. “You know, because we ignite sexual sparks.” My eyes widen at the name and my jaw drops further down. “Seriously? You guys have revolutionized the meaning of a battery-operated boyfriend. You probably put other companies out of business with how good your toy

Spike said, "Thank Britt not me, she's the one who started all this nude stuff. I used to sit on the porch in the evening, in the nude but this is a first for me too, working in the barn while I'm nude." While we were sitting, I noticed spike had his shirt open but both Mark and Steve took their shirts off. Before we got back on our horses, both spike and snake took off their shirt and tied them behind their saddle where I tied the canvas bag. Again, spike nonchalantly boosted my ass up into my saddle without any fanfare and no one else seemed to notice.

Spike looked at his uncle and asked anxiously, "Uncle Jeremiah, where's Mommy?" "She's upstairs," Jeremiah replied. Jeremiah held Spike's hand and led him upstairs. He noticed Spike's backpack bulging and asked, "What's in your backpack?" "Toys and candies for my little sister," Spike replied. He had initially bought these gifts for Nicki and intended to give them to her when he returned. However, his father said they would need to stay in Italee for some time, so he decided to give them to his little sister instead. He would buy new gifts for Nicki later.

My eyes locked on the numbers immediately. One of the screens showed shipping data across several ports. A long graph curved upward near the end. Something about the shape was wrong. My brain started tracing it automatically. Trend line. Delay point. Inventory correction. The spike wasn’t demand. It was a routing bottleneck. I stopped walking without realizing it. “That graph is wrong,” I said quietly. Aileen paused and turned around, “Which one?” I pointed toward the screen, “The logistics one.”

Aiden pressed. “Someone ordered me to do it,” Mr. Spike admitted. “They said if I helped them with this, they’d get a renowned doctor from abroad to treat my wife.” Hearing this, Aiden knitted his brows together. “Who is this person, and how do you usually contact each other?” he asked again. “I don’t know who they are. We don’t have regular contact. He just emails me when he needs something done.” After that, Mr. Spike willingly gave up the email address to Aiden. A few minutes later, Aiden left the interrogation room.

So like a good citizen, I also stood behind em and waited for my turn. The girl in front of me got her coke and walked away. I started fumbling in my pockets looking for money when suddenly a huge arm shot out from my right and put in a crisp bill and pressed the button for a mountain dew right above my head. "Hey! I was here first" I said as I turned around and came face to face with Atlas Burnam who was looking at me with that same expression-less face of his.