Temporarily Closed Novels & Stories

Paige's POV "Ms. Sanders, Ms. Wallace has requested that your long-term access be removed from the system. If you're still living here, you'll need to reregister as a temporary resident." The property manager stood outside the security door, his tone careful. I stared at the screen on the lock where it read "Fingerprint Not Recognized," my hand still hovering in front of it. "Temporary resident?" I asked. "Yes." He turned his tablet toward me.

I got down from my car and made my way to the front door, a sticker was pasted on the door with the inscription “Temporary closed down” Could it be the result of the incident that happened months ago, was it the reason why this club was closed down?. I looked around the whole place and it was quiet and calm, I got back into my car and drove off in confusion, throughout the drive back home I was in confusion, the man that was shot was the manager and not the owner of the club, he's just a staff, for this club to be closed down it simply means that someone somewhere do not want a certain secret to be found out.

Xander but the request of her body naturally added double the embarrassment of remembering her face. "I intended to take it but the New York hospital cafeteria near the company is closed. Want to be ordered using the application first so this is a list of foods that are still twenty-four hours open," Tuan Xander pointed his cellphone at Nadhea. There some food brands have not closed so that Nadhea's saliva drips. Nadhea's index finger is typing McDonald's.

This will only be temporary though so once we're able to provide an update, we'll do it immediately. Once again, we apologize and we hope that everyone one of you out there is safe. -OSTeam

She had managed to negotiate it down to three. And that was how she found herself walking in the street with one man beside her like they were acquaintances and the other two trailing her—one in front to check for danger and another from afar to ensure there was no one following them. She walked into the store to see the one guy who had gone in a couple of minutes before her turn around with a disgruntled look on his face. “What is it, Roald?” Adrea asked before her companion, Hunter, could. “They’re saying they’re temporarily closed for a private customer,” Roald responded.

Not by a long shot. I let the silence linger a moment longer, then smoothly shifted my attention back to Mr. Martins. My smile returned, calm and unbothered, as if nothing of consequence had just transpired, “Mr. Martins.” I began, my tone measured, “I only came to check up on the company today. As it stands, the new policies are still being drafted, and with everything that has happened recently, it would be reckless to reopen right away. For now, the doors will remain closed.”

We end the call. I finish the brown substance and lay back on the brown couch. As I remember why am here, I pick my phone again and call Dimitri “Ma’am” “You can take your time off from tomorrow. I will be going on a trip with my husband and don't know when I would be back. You can go now to spend time with your family” I order him. “ Okay ma’am, Thanks” he replies in his fluent Mexican accent. I cut the call and stands up to go back inside

“So my present to you this year is time. Michaels Investment Group will be closed starting tomorrow, December 24th, until January 3rd.” Everyone looked around, puzzled. “Oh, silly me,” Grandfather spoke. “I forgot to mention, it’s time off with full pay.” The crowd erupted in a deafening cheer. People started hugging each other and jumping up and down. “One more thing,” Grandfather said loudly, and a hush came over the crowd again. “You have exactly 2 hours to tie up any loose ends because we are closing at 3 pm today. I have a wedding rehearsal to attend.”

Caelan Hanson takes three bullets for his ice-cold, beautiful foster sister, Misty White, before her grandfather, Joel White, finally agrees to let him marry her. However, while Caelan lies unconscious from his injuries, Misty announces that the man she intends to marry is Ezra Caldwell, an impoverished student who's sponsored by the White family. This announcement sends shockwaves throughout the entire city. After all, everyone knows just how ruthless Caelan is, the wolf cub Misty had raised with her own hands. Ezra's merely an intern reporter at Portside Press Holdings. He's nowhere near worthy of being on this scion's radar. Hence, when Caelan shows up at Misty and Ezra's engagement

Both Dudley and I had been inside the temple, kind of, so we had a fair idea of the layout. The druids would hang around in the square singing songs and offering people the chance to experience the joy of lentils. They had a big cauldron and lots of wooden bowls. It was becoming clear why the druids had failed to win many converts over the years. Our plan met a rather large and solid obstruction before we’d even had a chance to get going. The doors to the Mega Temple were shut. A sign said: Closed for Maintenance. It didn’t say for how long or give an explanation. There was a crowd of people outside who were upset that they hadn’t been given some warning, and also that there weren’t any temp