Stall 2 Novels & Stories

He was cautious enough as he didn't want to offend the man who looked extremely sullen after borrowing his computer. Anton nodded, giving his approval at once. Then he heard him typing on his keyboard. The tapping sound made him feel somewhat irritated thus he glared at the lawyer and then at his dangling fingers. He noticed that he was repeatingly entering the same key so he narrowed his eyes and asked. "What's the matter?" The lawyer looked at him hesitantly as he spoke. "Mr. Stanford, I couldn't send the email to her account." Anton stared at him suspiciously. How could that be possible? They were just exchanging emails a couple of hours ago so how come he couldn't send one now? Was he tr

I really need to lie down, because this place was starting to creep me out. I didn’t know where to go, and the whole place was deserted, with four buildings standing in the vast compound out front. I couldn’t see anything else. There was a small cubicle out front, looking harmless. I could get help there. I dragged my luggage towards the said cubicle, and as I was to walk in, I missed a step, as my toe hit the rock. I found myself half-flying, and half screaming, as I stumbled forward. A pair of strong hands held me tightly, before I could make a fool of myself.

Marcus wheezed, “Oh my God. She said dada.” “Twenty-seven,” Daniel cackled. “She’s twenty-seven and just said her first word!” I groaned. Inside and out. I tried to curse Daniel out. I tried to call him a toad-faced flea magnet. But nothing else came out. Nyxara, ever the menace, chuckled in my head. “See? You’re doing this on purpose.” I rolled my eyes and stomped away before I could hurl someone…or something…off the actual balcony. Ten minutes later, the Three Stooges came bursting into my room like boyband rejects.

I returned to my office, made myself a cup of coffee, and waited. It didn't even take ten minutes before someone came knocking. The first to come in was, surprisingly, Layla. She clutched a USB drive so tightly her knuckles turned white. As soon as she stepped inside, she dropped to her knees. "I'm sorry, Ms. Cooper. I'm so, so sorry. I must've been out of my mind!" She cried, burying her face in one hand, while holding out the USB drive with the other. "Everything's in here—every chat log where Keira planned how to blow this up step by step and force you to give in!

Justin carefully opened the door and peeked outside. “Stay close to me,” he whispered. We quietly slipped into the dark hallway. Every step made my heart race faster. My pregnancy made moving difficult, especially quickly. My lower back hurt badly and my legs felt swollen already. Justin slowed his pace for me without complaining. The entire place was strangely quiet. “Where are the guards?” I whispered. “Shift change,” he answered shortly. “Ethan created a distraction outside the eastern borders.” My chest tightened slightly at that. He was risking himself again.

Barker sat and rested his palms on his knees like he was meditating. “Three minutes,” Ty said softly. “Convoy One moves on green.” The light at the end of the lane changed. Jack saw Stacey’s reflection in the opaque plexiglass of a staff door as it snicked quietly shut—her out preserved. He saw the expensive-shoe contractor stare at the van number like he needed to memorise it for a call he’d make. He saw the council camera at the corner do its planned little stutter like a yawn. “Two,” Ty said.

A subroutine tagged the coincidence as *irritating. She began to juggle. *** **East spine – Kael** Kael reached the main junction to the facility’s spine. The server room door waited ahead, heavy and shielded. “Inner grid is lagging already,” the tech said. “Their system’s trying to reconcile live feed with what I’m feeding it and losing.” “Force it to keep juggling,” Kael said. Yana’s voice cut in. “Security office neutralized. Minor resistance. No sirens. Yet.”

"Yes." "There's someone I want you to meet," Adam said with a smile. He whistled loudly, and then I heard a thunderous neigh. I looked in the direction of the sound and saw a beautiful stallion running towards us. Its coat was shiny black, and its mane looked just as black and silky. As it ran, I could see its muscles flex as it gracefully ran towards us. The stallion stopped running as it reached the fence. I was amazed by its height. As it relaxed, I could see just how defined its muscles were. It nudged its head against Adam, pushing him back slightly.

Nothing’s going on. Just a bunch of campers with tents, sitting around a campfire. Some are asleep already. His fingers flew.Can you stay the night? Sure. You owe me a full meal. Cheeseburger, fries, milkshake. Tickets to a basketball game. Awesome. For that, I will stay two nights. Plenty of chicks to flirt with here. He rolled his eyes before they landed on the following message. Luke, we need to talk. Why are you sending Oscar out on errands? Are you in trouble?

He raked his hair back with his long fingers when he realized I wasn't going to move from my stop. "Don't make me ask twice," His dark eyes reflected the hint of anger in his tone. I never knew better than to test his patience. I placed all the bags on the furnished floor and began taking steps towards one after another, but I had hardly taken the fifth step when my foot caught in the rug and I stumbled. My eyes shut waiting for the pain, but it never came. I slowly unrolled my lids and was directly met with the blue orbs. I realized my husband had his limps wrapped around my waistline restraining my fall.