Two Minute Warning Book Novels & Stories

Willa's POV Joseph Lowe, Simon's lawyer, walked into the visiting room before Simon could even process what was happening. He looked indifferently at Simon and said, "Here's the public statement Mr. Timothy just issued, along with an internal memo specifically for you, Mr. Simon." Joseph pressed a printed press release, with a huge, eye-catching headline, against the glass. "Jensen Group Announcement: Strong Condemnation of Simon's Personal Illegal Conduct, Terminating All Relations Effective Immediately."

“Ms. Ann had an emergency and couldn’t make it today, sir. We were looking for her replacement.” “Exactly, what kind of replacement are you going to get for the next couple of hours remaining before the segment?” I asked them, gently touching my head. “Call her and ask her to be here quickly. If she doesn't show up, then replace her permanently.” Before I left the room, I told them, “Make sure you find a capable replacement or else you’ll all be affected.”

It was already six hours since the management had sent her a cue to publish the post both on her Twitter account and F******k page, but Timothee had still yet to check her notifications. In fact, her cellphone had already been sitting at the foot of her bed for almost six hours already, cold and untouched, heavy with the pressure of the situation.

I got up from my seat and searched through the multiple shelfes looking for the red covered book which has a case similar to the present one at my hand. Shelf.....5.....no....7 Finally I found it. As I pulled the red covered book out but by mistake another book slipped from it's place and landed on the italian tiles with a thud. I bended down to pick it up but the picture on the opened page made me stop all of a sudden That sighn.... How could it be here?? I picked it up to see that the same sign I saw 10 years back was there clear and distinct. A thunder mark bordered by lightning blue colour.

she said apologetically while crying. Mom reached out to wipe her tears away and said, "Remember that you're not allowed to joke like that with me anymore. If not, your actions will directly impact Elmer's life. Do you understand me?" Emily hurriedly nodded. "Mom, Elmer's alright, right?" At this point, the water in the tank had filled up to my chest, and it was starting to get hard to breathe. I kept trying to wiggle around and was just about to try to lift the lid when I suddenly saw Mom glaring at me.

The second hand swept forward. One minute left.

What was so horrifying that it made Grandpa curse? “What happened Grandpa?” he asked gripping the edge of the seat. “There is a warning message written in this book which says….” “Which says what, Grandpa?” “Vivian, don’t go to meet Rollan. He is planning to kill you…” Grandpa said in a shaking voice. “Is this girl mad! Why did she go after reading this warning? She should have spoken to us about this. Gosh! What will we do now?” Sandilo felt a ringing sensation in his ears as he heard this, his head spun and it was as if he could see stars in the day. He drew in deep breaths and blinked his eyes several times, hoping that the sensation would go.

“We need to move faster.” “We have like nine minutes.” “We don’t,” he says. “We have less than two minutes. I set the timer too soon. If we are still on this pass when that bomb goes off, we’re toast.”

Elder Norman had set the vault to self-destruct with us locked inside. “I know you all have questions and know I’ll answer them all, but only once we are out of here. This whole thing is set to blow in two minutes, so any ideas are welcome.” The only problem was that we didn’t have two minutes, threw the led-lined walls, I could hear the countdown begin, and when it hit zero, an explosion sounded.

My wolf eyesight seemed to have diminished now that Dove wasn’t present. I found the kitchenette but was disappointed to find that there was nothing in the mini fridge except milk, bottles of water and a large bottle of orange juice. My stomach growled again. I know your hungry but growling like that will only wake everyone up! I patted my stomach and set off down the stairs. There had to be full kitchens in a house this size. As I walked down the stairs, I noticed a large grandfather clock on one of the landings. It was ticking away, its pendulum swinging slowly left to right. It truly was a beautiful clock and an antique. I noticed a few scratch marks on the side of the wooden panels. I st