Teenager Posts Novels & Stories

Not even halfway through the Thanksgiving holidays, my boss, Bill Griffin, calls me back to work. He demands I cold-call customers for sales and promises generous overtime pay. Eager to give my son a better learning environment, I seize every chance to earn more money and agree without hesitation. But once the holiday ends, the management posts a notice. "An employee has generated an excessive phone bill working overtime during the Thanksgiving holidays and incurred company losses. Please reimburse the phone bill immediately." Bill, whom I had worked alongside since graduating from college, swiftly turns on me. "Some people in their 30s are about to be laid off. Having a job at all is a blessing, yet they don't know how to appreciate the opportunities the company gives them." Refusing to bow to the absurd demands and open threats, I hand in my resignation that very same day. A company that discards its employees the moment the job is done isn't worth a second of my time. They will learn the hard way who holds the leverage.

On my fifth birthday with Zachary Murdock, I sit once again in front of a full table of cold food, just like every year before. Zachary had promised, as always, to spend the day with me. And, as always, he breaks that promise. This year, it's because his childhood sweetheart wanted to shoot a set of "artistic photos". She invited him and a few of his close buddies to be part of it. Without hesitation, he ditches me again and runs straight into her arms. At 11:00 pm, his childhood sweetheart posts a photo to her social media and sets it so that only I can see it. In the picture, four men are in nothing but black briefs and Windsor-knotted ties. They kneel around her while she is draped in sheer fabric like a goddess. The caption reads, "Some people beg for crumbs, but I own the entire bakery." I take a screenshot. Then, I send it to the girlfriends of all three of Zachary’s best buddies. If they all look down on me this much, let's hope they don't end up on their knees begging me someday.

My roommate was Rachel Travis, and something about her behavior always felt… off. On social media, she hit the like button on every single person’s posts, except mine. Whenever she asked for help, I was always there. However, the one time I asked her for a pad, she wrinkled her nose and called it "disgusting". For my birthday, I invited the whole dorm to dinner. When hers rolled around, she invited everyone, except me. Then, I saw my boyfriend, Ryan Cooper, at her birthday party. That’s when I finally snapped and confronted her. She looked at me, wide-eyed, all innocence. "What? Everything’s fine. Why are you acting like this? You’re just too sensitive." Even the other girls in the dorm piled on, saying I was overreacting and telling me I needed therapy. So maybe I was "too sensitive". Fine. Then, I would treat her exactly the way she treated me. Let’s see how she liked it.

Nevaeh Rivera is just a regular girl trying to get through her last year of high school. On the outside, it looks like she has everything. Unfortunately, her home life is not so glamorous. Her parents have abandoned her, her boyfriend is a cheater, and her best friend is too busy to make time for her. The only bright spot in her life is her dream angel. Too bad that he's only a dream. Or is he? Mikhail Cross is an angel/ demon hybrid. Unfortunately, he's the only one of his kind. The supernatural council will only let him live if he can assimilate with humans. When the council decides to test him by sending him to High School, Mikhail doesn't expect to find his mate. The day that Nevaeh and Mikhail meet, is not quite a meet-cute. There is no love at first sight. However, there's a thin line between love and hate. What will happen when fate takes over?

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛. 𝚂𝚒𝚡𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚒𝚡 𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙰𝚕𝚎𝚌 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙰𝚗𝚗𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝙲𝚘𝚛𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚝, 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕. 𝙷𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎. 𝙾𝚛𝚎𝚗. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠.

The life of a young teenage girl named Sarah takes a new dimension when she started having some strange nightmares after her grandfather died a year after he moved in with her family.The mystery behind his death is yet to be unravelled as he was still an agile man when he died.A woman named Blake who was Sarah's mother and a nurse also felt the death of his father was not natural when she discovered two of her patients who also died the same way her father did had the same tattoo at the back of their necks just like her father.As Blake digs into her family's past,she stirs up a whirlwind of discoveries.Will she be able to find the answers she desperately needed and also solve the riddle behind her daughter's nightmares?.

There are two options for you to choose from: One quit your surviving job and end up in the street Or Two be in a contractual relationship with your boss for a year. This is your choice to make. The gate of hell or the gate of your struggles paths. What are your choices? Ah Lam bit on her lower lips, she shouldn't have a bash in unexpectedly, she meant no harm or even have the time to discuss what she saw with others except her bestie. But now, it seems like the gates of hell opened up to her. She has always heard of her boss's cold attitude towards his employees of course to those in high posts, not a lower post she's in. never has she met him before, this has turned into one of her nightmares, she shouldn't have bought in the documents files. He gaped at her with those devilish cold eyes and chuckle like the devil himself. "So, what's your choice?" His deep cold voice asked.

A few weeks before our wedding, Rodney Luther's stepmother, Jessica Flaine, posts a photo on her social media. In the photo, she's wearing the wedding dress I picked out, holding a bouquet of red roses, and shyly leaning toward Rodney, asking for a kiss. The caption reads—"Dreams fulfilled." I don't call Rodney in tears or throw a fit like I used to. I simply like the post and leave a comment. "Screenshot sent to Rodney's father." Not long after, Jessica deletes the post, and Rodney's phone call follows immediately. "Ivana, you're being so petty! The rest of my days belong to you. It's only today that I'm fulfilling a small dream of Jessica's. Hurry up and explain things to my dad! "Come on, be good. I've got a gift for you." A scoff escapes me. "Rodney, do you hear me clearly? Go explain it to your father yourself!"

Millie is just the average high school kid, or so she thought, until she receives news from her mother about her father. Now she's in a race against time to save someone she loves dearly.

Brianna Lester, with her unusually platinum blonde hair and grayish-blue eyes, is impossible to miss wherever she goes. Her bubbly personality, hyperactivity, innate talent for tripping even while standing still, and her knack for always causing trouble ensure that she immediately catches the attention of the coolest tattoo artist around. Unfortunately, it's not her rather unique appearance that gets noticed, but her clumsiness. The moment she closes the door of the tattoo shop, one of the pictures hanging on the wall-the owner's favorite, and quite valuable-unexpectedly falls down. To make up for the damage, she ends up working at the shop until she can pay off the cost of the picture. It would all be pretty easy if a sexy tattoo artist didn't enjoy teasing her about her bad luck. By now, Brianna has resigned herself to the idea that her life is stuck in the "never a joy" zone, and her birthday is proof of that. Who can be considered lucky if they were born on a day that only comes once every four years? No one. Some people are kissed by fortune at birth, while others are kissed by bad luck. Brianna definitely falls into the latter category.