Team Yankee Novel Novels & Stories

I knew Hana Kinsley, or Yashida as she’s called at Yale, would be a challenge. I wanted her to be, especially when seducing her became a bet between me and my friends Albert and Isak. The whole point was that we, primarily Albert and I, wanted a challenge this semester. Having women throw themselves at us gets boring, as difficult as that may be to imagine. However, two weeks of making up excuses to get near her and getting nowhere is longer than expected.

What were the odds of finding a compatriot in Milan? “A Yankee born and bred,” he replied, nodding brusquely towards her like he’d just conducted an important deal. “What about you?” Ana gasped again. “That’s a weird coincidence. I never thought I would mean someone from my country here. Please don’t tell me you come from Rochester too?” she queried in mock disbelief. It would really feel weird to meet someone so close in such a fairway country. And yet never crossed paths in their own country. “Manhattan. Have you ever been there?” he cocked his head sideways as the question left his mouth.

She did not need anyone to look after her either. Yvette understood Yarden’s concern. She simply did not have the energy for new social interactions. “I can take care of myself. You don’t need to worry. I won’t tell Yarden either.” Jett did not feel upset that Yvette kept him at a distance. He only smiled. “Yarden said you like Jane Eyre. This is a special edition. You can’t find it easily anymore.” Yvette’s fingers curled slightly. She remembered how much she had loved this book. She had even copied sentences from it into her diary.

“Wow, this is even more intense than my entire European tour. I’m sorry, Rachel. If I’d known..,” “That’s Okay. Maybe it’s for the best. I have to put my energies into the new book, and I don’t need any more distractions,” Rachel sat down next to Karen and glanced at the television. “Who’s winning?” she asked, only mildly interested. “The Yankees, of course. They were in first place when I left the States and they’re still number one, I’m happy to see,” Karen added the sports section to the discard pile of papers on the floor. “I’m glad you still get a hard-copy paper. Reading all this on-line would give me a headache,” Karen said. “Speaking of the latest news, what’s the scoop on your lates

Three days into their stay in Montbert, Jackson was already bored. He sat on the velvet sofa in the Royal Study, reading the local morning paper. Alex was sitting next to him, translating the French headlines. "This one says you are an 'American Gangster' who laundered money through pizza shops," Alex giggled. "Creative," Jackson flipped the page. "And this one says you are holding the Queen hostage," Alex continued. "They call you 'The Barbarian of New York'."