Submission Novels & Stories

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“This is a sick joke.” Revel raises a dark eyebrow behind a fringe of honey brown hair. Hair slips his hand into his jacket pocket, pulling out a piece of square paper between his fingers. Eyeing it carefully, I don’t take it right away when he hands it to me, knowing this can’t be real. However, when I grasp it between my fingertips, it feels completely real. Folding it open, I see it’s a handwritten invitation. It doesn’t look particularly formal, however, the moment I see who addressed this to me, all the air in my lungs vanishes.

He roared for the millionth time. I was dangerously reaching my limit here, he was shouting making me feel like a kid been scolded. I couldn't dare to look him straight in the eyes, afraid I might not like what I would have to face. I could barely dissipate my anger into the air, but I tried explaining myself my voice weakening " I already submitted the contract. I'm sure I personally handed out on Monday when Mr. Williams came to get you for the last meeting " His voice startled me as he crashed the pen he was holding " Is that so? The contract gained legs and jumped off the fucking window?"

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“Kuronomiya, you okay?” Yamato-san stopped me as I walked past his desk on the way to mine, returning from Hamada-san’s cabin. “I… heard about the mess up.” “It’s fine. I’ll figure something out.” I smiled weakly at him. “It’s not… a total loss. The client just decided that my proposal was not modern enough. I mean, I admit that it isn’t my best work.” “So, what now? You’re resubmitting?”

I want to protest but i know they are right. Avery smiles proudly at Nova. “There is just one last issue then” she says cringing a little at her next sentence “we need Leo and his father to come testify as well”

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Before I knew it, the timer had gone off, and Aunt Carla was demanding that everyone put their pens down. My dad and Uncle Avan were tied with twenty-three items. How they even thought of so many to begin with was beyond me. Aunt Carla made them read them aloud to make sure that each item was indeed for babies. My dad went first, and then Uncle Avan. When he got to the suppository, Dad told him that they weren’t used for just babies. Therefore, he’d lost. Uncle Avan argued that if that was the case, then diapers weren’t used for just babies either. I think he realized too late that he’d stuck his foot in his mouth because he ended up losing anyway. Aunt Carla made them both take diapers off

Her opinion of Sasha isn't a glowing one, after all. Sitting downstairs in a patch of sun on the long green couch by the massive windows, I scroll through my phone idly. There are all kinds of messages on the forum. People post about how far along they are—they love comparing their babies to the size of vegetables and fruit—and talk about if they're having a boy or a girl; they even complain about their in-laws. That's a very popular topic to vent about.

So this is the right time. “Okay, I agree. But give me time until the end of this month until I receive my salary at my workplace and finish my work here too. It’s already the 25th and there are only five days left.” I don’t mind Bree’s decision. After all, he needs the salary and to finish his work by the end of the month. Five days won’t be long and I’ll wait patiently. “Okay, I agree.”