Txt Stock Novels & Stories

he finished, and everyone cracked up, even me, though I’d heard better. Spencer was beside me, all fired up, talking about the city’s stock market like it was the most thrilling thing ever. “You should’ve seen it, Josh, the tech stocks were through the roof this week,” he said, waving his whiskey glass around. Josh nodded, scratching his chin like he was some expert. “Yeah, man, I threw a bunch into that. It’s paying off big time.”

A complex mix of fear, rage, and endless tenderness surged within him. Just then, Aria’s control panel beeped again. Not an alarm. But a… trade notification. “Jack…” Aria’s voice was sleepwalking, absurd, “You…you’d better look at this.” Jack, still holding Catherine, looked at the screen. It was an extremely unusual trade alert from the New York Stock Exchange. A stock, a junk stock long forgotten by the market, ticker symbol "TITN" (Titan Industries), a shell company stock that should have been buried along with David Sterling, suddenly saw a massive influx of billions of dollars in buy orders in the past minute.

Bloody hell. Then I swipe and she is sat on the beach, grains of white sand stuck to her tattooed arms, her hair wet over one shoulder as she is sat in between to the two beasts. Each resting their chins on her shoulders. They are both sporting beautiful blue diamond collars. The hashtag mentions Tesoro. It says making friends with two of the best behaved clients ever. I click on the link to the Tesoro official work page it takes me to a page called Pheonix Couture. I scroll and she is opening a new store in LA.