Trading In Old Kindle Novels & Stories

"Ms. Carver, go ahead. Buy what I told you." Aria nodded. "Yes, Mr. York." As she spoke, she set two briefcases right in front of the traders. "Fill out the forms. I want Portfall stocks—MIRXES and Sunhall. We'll pay with one case of cash for each." Aria sounded really professional. The retirees seemed to be chatting casually, but they were all listening to every word Aria said. Plus, with Landon standing behind her like some kind of deity, it gave everyone the feeling that whatever they bought would definitely make money.

“Bookstores. I saw that there are 4 around here. I want to go to all of them.” Vlad seems to be caught off guard. “Wow, do they still exist? We're in the digital age. Isn't it easier to buy a Kindle?”, Vlad looks at me as if I were outdated, and what if I am? “I can guarantee you that a screen won't give off a unique scent of pages with each turn”, I gesture, imitating a page turn. “If it's going to help you in any way, I'll take you.” I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear.

It made my heart flutter to watch him, and in that moment, I forgot we were ever arguing at all. “Well, I couldn’t really decide on what book to get you, since I guess we don’t talk about that kind of stuff very much. But I know you really like books, because I watch you a lot. Not in a creepy way though, I mean, I just notice things—” How sweet, I thought, gazing up at him while he fumbled for words. “Anyway, I thought you should get your pick, you know? Whatever you want. It’s a Kindle, and there’s a lifetime subscription already on it. I figured it would be useful because you’re always carrying around those heavy stacks of books and needing help with carrying them around.”

It felt safer before, when I could read them. It was actually starting to feel almost good. I can’t get in trouble for just thinking it. Not every positive thought can be a jinx. That’s what I tell myself while I practice my deep breathing and search for something to say. My gaze falls on the apple crate. “Where did you get the books?” I ask. It takes him a second to realize I’m sweeping the past few minutes under the rug, but considering, he catches on pretty quickly. “The hedge witch. I trade her.”

Once the maid left, Nyla sat down and started counting the books on the first shelf out of sheer boredom. Business didn't interest her in the slightest, and waking up so early had left her exhausted. Before long, she had dozed off, her head resting on the desk. Meanwhile, Brian had stormed into Emerald's study, demanding an explanation. "Mom, you told me Kajer Tech would go to me or Delia! Why did you go back on your word and give all the shares to Nyla? You know how much Kajer means to me!" Among all the companies under the Nixons, Kajer Tech was the one Brian wanted most. He firmly believed the future belonged to AI, and Kajer Tech was famous for its GPUs—an essential component for AI mode

“ Just stay here for awhile. I'm buying your time for the next few days.” He chuckles. “ Mrs. Devinsky, for you, I can trade Devinsky Royale…” Something swelled inside me. I lower my gaze, leaving my head where it is settled on his chest. “ If he can trade his precious company for me…I can equally trade my relationship with my grandfather for him.”