Ulta Dartmouth Novels & Stories

head then smiled his amazingly charming smile, “They are for three brand new houses and one business building in town.” I blinked and looked at him then my mind finally caught on, “HOLY FUCK! you guys are moving here?! Benny what about your and Greenly’s dispensary? And Thorne, I thought you wanted to spend more time with dad and mom? And Tallon!” I couldn’t believe it. I was so full of love and excitement that I felt like bouncing around. Dalton handed the keys to each of them, “I had some houses built a year ago that have been vacant because Con and Nick wanted to live in the packhouse full time. I figured why not have everyone move here? The fourth key is for a store in the village squar

I headed for our mini kitchen to drop the takeout food I got on my way back from the bar where I now work as a waitress. My brother's and I moved to Dartmouth City about two weeks ago. The city is named after Darmont College where my brothers have resumed their first semester. Initially I had been very reluctant to move away from New York City and come share an apartment with my brothers, but they convinced me of the merit of doing so, so I decided to go with them

Dalton said once he was done informing Sarah to meet him in his office later. I followed him back to the room to find Jeremy and Rowan inspecting the window sills. “Did you find something amiss?” Dalton questioned them. They both looked up in our direction as we entered the room. “It was Marcus. He wasn’t dead. He escaped through the window.” Rowan disclosed.

How the hell did that happen! "Good luck, you start Monday" The phone went silent and Danté hung his arm, dumbfound, how should he approach this? The info message came through about details of the university "South Harlem!?" He went cold, not only any university, a damn prestigious one as well! He worried his lack of knowledge might break his cover in this one, he had to find ways to educate his brain alittle more, at any cost.

The Dartmouth eased itself out of the orbital station’s docking collar. Orange lights swirled all around as the crew at the end of that collar peered through large pressurized viewports and waved goodbye at the crew on the Dartmouth. The cruiser had finished loading and unloading some of its cargo, and wrapped up its business at its second trading stop. She was a short-haul trader and was filled to the brim with a variety of juicy cargo. She had also refilled her fuel in preparation for the third stop, which was on the other side of Lombard IX, the planet they were orbiting.

Dante looked at the door and nodded at me to take a seat, a small smirk making its way to his lips as he noticed my flustered state. “Come in” he called, watching as Yelina, one of the employees, came in with a few files in her hand. “Boss, these files need Ms. Aurora to check on them before you approve of them…” “Thank you, Yelina, you can put them on the table there. We would send them back to you once we’re done” Dante said, stopping her. She nodded and put the files on the table, as instructed before walking out of the office, leaving us both alone. Dante walked toward the files and standing up from my chair, I took a deep breath before walking toward the table to check what they are.