The Factory Novels & Stories

Some left the café the moment we walled in, while the rest that remained inside wouldn’t even look at us, let alone speak with us. We managed to find out the locations of all the big factories around that could be making that weird sound. I spent all morning checking out these factories, asking questions about their facilities and machines, feigning interest in their work while listening closely for that weird noise. I visited almost thirty huge sophisticated factories around this border. It’s great to know that the Alpha wasn’t lying when he said they are working so hard to improve their living conditions and to remain relevant and wealthy. They produce, chemicals, clothing, computers, cons

“Heh! Do you think any of these people would dare to report me? Go ahead and ask them!” I turned and looked around. Immediately, the onlookers averted their eyes. Some even crushed their phones, grinning nervously like they had seen nothing. Gabriel was pleased and laughed. “And those cameras you mentioned? Please. Half of Jacksboro City, including this entire stretch of highway, was built by my company. If I want those cameras on, they will be on. If I want them off, they will be off. “In Jacksboro City, the Jenkins family is the law.”

assured Matthew as he moved Rena's ankles on both his shoulders and started to jerk as hard as he could. *** "Well, thank you very much for having the factory owner with me." Darren greeted the man who was probably almost half a century old in front of the prefabricated building used as the product packaging area. Almost all of the materials used to build the huge place were of the same demountable and lightweight type as the non-permanent factories along the outskirts of the oil towns they visited. "Just for a walk. It just so happens that Saski is bored when she comes home from school," responded the owner, who Darren knew was not directly in charge of the l

"Have you visited the factory introduced by Naomi? How is it?" Kenny said, "It's a new factory, and they have yet to sign a contract with a clothing factory. We are their first! Naomi is rather impressive!"

“The factory.” The room cooled. I nodded once. “The breeding facility. We have enough from Sophie and Shiloh to know it’s real. Women in cages. Children born and sorted. The failures discarded. The successes placed in schools and nurseries under hunter control.” Abel’s hands curled into fists. “We can’t leave that standing.” “We won’t,” I said. Ronan sat forward, finally, all lazy posture gone, driven by a need to witness the factory himself, unable to trust secondhand reports.

Mia exited the large three story building admiring the outside as she walked on cloud nine. Finally, her time for revenge had come. As a smile crept onto her face she continued to look at the building with one hand cupped to shield her eyes from the beaming sun. The building was made with large window panels all throughout. The large window panels giving her a majestic feel about the building. The whole building reminded her of a giant rubix cube that was mid turn to having the colors shifted.

“Did you ask the residents in that area?” “Yes. There were only gatekeepers in that area because the address listed there was the address of an old factory that was no longer in use. There are only three factories still operating in that area. I visited the three factories and asked about the name of the person who placed the order. Maybe I could find out what he looks like. But it was all for nothing. All the employees said that the scammer had resigned from the factory a long time ago, and none of them knew where he was,” my father replied.

“Old habits.” I walked toward him, glancing around. “Everything’s quieter now.” “For now,” he said. “We’ve finished today’s load. Everything’s being sent to the Gear Factory by sunrise.” I raised an eyebrow. “You mentioned that place before. The Gear Factory. How long has it existed?”

Helpless plunge my being as another series of self-destructive and depressing thoughts ran through my head. To distract me, I peered around the room taking in the interior. The room was generously large with a Royal-size fancy bed pushed against the wall opposite the bedroom door with an ottoman at the edge and with nightstands on either side of it. A 70 inch or maybe bigger Tv was mounted to the left side of the wall where the bedroom door was framed.

"Relax, okay?" "Seb, what if they don’t like me?" I asked him. I feel nervous. "Sssshhh, don't say that. Everything will be alright." We went inside their mansion. Yes, mansion. Their house is so big and looks luxurious. It looks like a 5-star hotel. I expected it from a Dela Rama.