Novels by Power-of-pen

Grinning, I take the mug and put it in my bag. Then I try to have breakfast but I can't get anything down, my stomach feels knotted and I give up after a quarter of a toast. Before my first day at work, I content myself with a glass of orange juice. Hopefully I'll get coffee in the office, but I'm kind enough to turn on the coffee machine for Jen. She has to get up in half an hour and is sure to be happy about fresh coffee.I drive across Dublin for almost half an hour and curse my new high heels more than once. I believe it is safer for me and for the safety of all other drivers in Dublin if I drive barefoot.I park in the company's own parking lot and get out with a pounding heart.'Head up, chest out!' I hear my mum's voice again and I straighten my shoulders.I take the laptop bag and the briefcase and walk towards the main entrance as elegantly as possible.The receptionist gives me a friendly look and I return her gaze skeptically.On

Yes, and one thing I'm sure of, you are definitely the best assistant in all of Ireland, if not all of Europe." He winks at me."That will find out." I smile and toast with him.At 3 o'clock in the morning I notice how slowly but surely my tiredness takes over me and I look tiredly at Jen.She nods to me and we get up."So, I have to go to bed." Jen stretches and I say goodbye to the group with a greeting.Finally outside I take a deep breath of the cooling night air and drop into the next best taxi next to Jen."It was weird, wasn't it?" Jen looks at me sideways."What do you mean?" I raise an eyebrow and she gets a sad expression. "Come on Jen, my life goes on and Lawson is just a stopover." I promise her, "If the opportunity arises, I'll keep going.""You just have to." She squeezes my hand.“Yes, but first I have to get rid of the debt. I hate having unfinished business. ”I sigh softly.When I get

"I'll clean up, you made breakfast and I'll clean up the battlefield." She winks at me."Thank you!" I kiss her hand and storm out the door.I'm racing through town and I'm actually only 5 minutes late.The salon looks noble, everything is in silver and white and when I stand in front of the spaceship-like counter and look around, I feel completely out of place again.Seems like this is part of my life from now on ... feeling out of place.'Could be worse.' If my inner voice encourages me and I nod, she's probably right.A young woman in black trousers and a white polo shirt with the words Keville Hair comes up to me.“Do you have an appointment?” She asks friendly and I nod.“Yes, my name is Everly Thornton. Mr. Lawson made an appointment with Aaron Filan for me. ”I explain to her and the blonde looks at me with wide eyes."Nice to meet you, Miss Thornton, Aaron is waiting for you." She makes an

Yes, shoe size 4.5 ..." I think for a moment when I last bought a bra. "Cup size 70 C." I ask rather than answer and he laughs softly."We'll find out." He assures me.I pull on my blazer and button it up. So I definitely need a blouse underneath, because my black, faded bra is exposed."Does it fit?" Asks Tom and I reluctantly step out of the cabin."Well, the skirt is still a little too long." He looks at me critically and darling, what you have hidden under your baggy T-shirt ... "He looks at my bust size and I try to move the blazer over.“Don't worry, honey, I'll live up to the reputation of the gay fashion designer in all its facets.” He winks at me.Then he thinks for a moment, takes notes, and chews the end of his pencil, lost in thought. I stand around pretty lost and step on my own feet while I try to process everything here.'Well, that's part of making a deal with the devil.' My inner voice trumps and I close m

"I'm the devil's new personal assistant."“You are his…” she points to the closed folder “… personal assistant?” She gasps."Yes ..." I nod slightly and she looks at me with huge eyes. "I have my desk in his office, you understand? Not just in front of it, as usual, no, in his office. ”I emphasize the word in extra and she grins."In his office ..." she can't help but laugh now and I look up offended."Sorry Eve, but you have the biggest mouth I know, it could be hard to keep you in check." She takes my hand apologetically.“I will deal a lot with my inner voice.” I sigh.“You're going to be best friends.” Jen smiles."You really give me courage ..." I pull my hand from her "At least the payment is really good, in six months, as I see it, I'll have paid off the bills." I take a deep breath."That's nice Eve, you can manage half a year easily." She nods at me en

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Hello?""What is Ivan?"“Maxine is not doing so well. What did you give her? ""An antidote."“Against what? I do not understand…""You don't need that either.""I should hand them over safely," Ivan said calmly and decisively. "So I would like to understand it.""I assure you that your mission is in no way endangered.""The medication ..."“It's none of your business, Ivan. If she really doesn't feel better tomorrow, get in touch. "Then the phone was hung up and Ivan stood there with the phone in his hand, quite perplexed. It annoyed him that he was left in the dark. Usually he was the doer and not the subordinate. But his client had approached him incognito and had offered him a surprising amount of money with very little information. And he had agreed. Now he had the brat on his cheek that had grown to his heart surprisingly quickly.He sighed. Damn.5

He rolled his eyes, then gave a sour groan. “We're not in the guessing game competition here. I don't know exactly what it is either. The only thing that is certain is that the doctor didn't prescribe any fatal stuff for you. That would be nonsense. "With her current lucky streak, which had brought her an adventure holiday in Russia in a small bed and breakfast hotel, she was not so sure that the drugs would not lead to her death."Why didn't you ask him?"“On principle, maid. That is the responsibility of the client. I only do what I'm paid to do. And I'm not paid for questions, at most I'm fired. ""I am indifferent to you?"His brown eyes narrowed and the area around his mouth tightened. "I'll call him now and the discussion is over."That was a good suggestion, Maxine thought. Education was really needed.Ivan left the room and never came back. Maxi was amazed at how long a phone call could take. Did he write down all

He gently removed her hands from his clothes, then stood up. "I would like to ask you something ..." he began, but then he waved it off, "Oh, not so important."She thought it was important, but neither did she dare to ask. When she sat up, she found she was wearing her nightgown again. But it smelled washed. She must have been out for a long time. On the crook of her arm she noticed a plaster and a bruise, when she felt her neck, she felt an adhesive strip here too. She owed this wound to one of the gorillas.Groaning, she heaved her body onto her legs. He helped her."What did they do?""See if I was good too," he laughed, although she didn't find it very funny, after all she had to pay for it."And what else?"“Ultrasound, blood count, urine check, smears. That's it. "Maxi thought that was a lot for a simple kidnapping victim. Slowly she began to suspect that she might have ended up with traffickers. Organ smuggling was now

The next morning, Ivan appeared in a good mood, as always. He balanced a coffee mug in his hand and handed it to Maxi.Overtired from a restless night in which she had pondered for hours with whom she had a bill, she gladly accepted the load of caffeine. In one gulp she emptied the cup.He stood in front of her with his arms crossed and waited for her to quench her thirst. "You won't get anything to eat today, a doctor will come in the evening, he will examine you, for that you need to be sober.""What for what?""Well, my client wants to make sure that I treated you carefully.""That can't be true," she groaned.“Yes, his distrust gets on my nerves too. But we both have to go through that. "Maxi didn't think that their situation could be compared. After all, he could change his life at any time while she was stuck here. She really didn't feel like all that shit. Maybe she should hit her face against the wall so she would bruis

With me."She gritted her teeth to suppress an ugly curse that was burning on her tongue."No, how did you get me here?"He raised his hands in an insignificant gesture. "Automobile. Plane. Automobile. Very easily."Okay, flight safety has been overestimated. A 0815 criminal managed to get them to Russia with a simple plane and no one cares. Have there not been better controls since all the attacks? She would sue the supervisory authority thoroughly if she survived her involuntary vacation."I don't know any Russian, so what am I doing here?""Do you still believe in a mistake?""Yes," came it clearly from her mouth as she sipped her coffee and glared at Ivan."I checked it," he arched his eyebrows, "because your constant nagging that you are the wrong person actually made me a little insecure, but now it is certain that it is you.""I am something?!""The right target.""I'll kick you in the balls in a min

So she unintentionally lost him and the syringe from sight. He was at her back now, with only a view of the sofa cushions. You didn't like to have a man like that unobserved on your neck. So all her hairs stood up as if they could repel him with it."I'm afraid of needles," she beeped. That was an absurd excuse, of course, because there was worse than a quick stab. Like being in the hands of a mentally ill person."So much the better, then you will learn how to deal with your fear now," came the sound from behind her.“Are you a psychologist? If not, then you are not the right actor for exposure therapy. You should leave that to the professionals. ""I'm slowly starting to like your humor, maid, but if it helps, I'll be a professional, as I've mentioned several times.""Do you also like the idea of letting me go?""No, not about that."She had expected the answer. In the gamble of life she always pulled the rivets.A cold

It could all be so simple and so beautiful. But that wasn't it. She had to make a decision soon, or she wouldn't calm down.The constant beeping of the monitors and the low hum of the ventilator made it difficult for her to think. Andi's lukewarm and lifeless hand lay loosely in hers. What should she do? Her heart was torn this way and that. She hadn't slept half the night and left for the hospital very early to make up for her missed visit as soon as possible.And here she was now. Andi was just as motionless and surrounded by hoses and cables in front of her as it was two weeks ago.What did she expect? That she felt better? That he gave her a sign? Hardly likely."I just don't know what to do," she sighed softly, raised his hand and nuzzled her cheek into it. Just like she used to always do.“I've just been so confused lately. The studies, the competition preparations and now Chris too. I think it's getting too much for me. Can't you tell

When she entered the blue house, she felt as if she had been transported back into another decade. The floral wallpaper, the patterned, heavy carpets and the furniture definitely came from another time. Only the kitchen seemed to have recently been modernized and the style simply did not match the rest of the rooms.In the hallway there were a number of photos of children and families that Nicole took only a cursory attention to, as it seemed impolite and an invasion of the privacy of her hosts to simply take a closer look at everything without being asked.Josef then immediately dragged her into the living room and pulled out an old picture album while Chris disappeared into the kitchen. He showed her pictures of his family, his late wife and his wedding photos. When he was young, Josef had really looked a bit like Chris.Josef then handed Nicole over to Chris in the kitchen. Chris asked her to just make herself comfortable and was already rotating betwee

When the train pulled in, Nicole helped him get on and sat with him in an empty four-seater seat."By the way, I'm Nicole," she introduced herself and held out her hand to him.“Pleased to meet you, Miss Nicole. My name is Josef Lennert. "He shook her hand and smiled."I hope you don't miss an important appointment because of me.""No not at all. I wanted to visit someone, but I can still do that tomorrow. Is really not worth mentioning. "Of course, she was secretly tormented by remorse because she didn't visit him again today. It had been two weeks since she'd last seen him. But helping this helpless old man with the grateful brown eyes just felt right at that moment.After they had left the train, Nicole took over the suitcase again and strolled across the sidewalk with Josef. He had told her that he had visited his sister Maria in Switzerland and was stranded at the train station on the way back.He was born in Genev

As soon as the reading was over, Chris turned to her again.“I'll speak to Jenny in a moment. And when I've done that, you really have no reason not to go out to dinner with me ”.He grinned challengingly and at the same time confident of victory."Well, to be honest ..."Chris interrupted her by raising his hand.“No, don't say anything now. See you."With that he reached for his backpack, gave her his best smile again and disappeared in the midst of the students pouring out.Nicole had stopped putting her things together and watched him go. It was good that Chris spoke to Jenny. Even if it would definitely break her heart. But if the spark hadn't jumped over with him, then that was it. Still, that wouldn't change much for Nicole herself. Even if it wasn't for Andi, she could never get involved with Chris. What would it look like if, shortly after he was turned off to Jenny, she would hook up with him herself? Then

Jenny grinned broadly, emptied her latte macchiato and reached for her handbag."Let go, Nic."*She went into the lecture hall and found a free seat by the window in one of the middle rows and looked out absently. Some courses were very interesting, but some were also very tough and almost boring. This one belonged to the second category and was not particularly significant for her studies.The room filled slowly, as the course would not start for a good quarter of an hour.Initially, Nicole didn't pay much attention to the fellow students who were sitting around her. In her head she went through her new freestyle and considered which parts she could revise. But when someone sat down on the next seat and she smelled a well-known and very pleasant smell, she turned her gaze. Chris had put his cheek on his hand and was smiling at her with his dazzlingly charming smile."Hi, Nicole."“Hi”, she rep

“Okay, that's it for today. You did a great job. I could see significant improvements in every single one. In the next hour we will try a new little choreography. Have a safe trip home. Until next time."With these words, Nicole ended the six o'clock hour. The mixed group of ten to fourteen year olds was her favorite group. These girls were now old enough to shape them accordingly and gradually start working seriously on their weaknesses and subtleties. They were all rough diamonds that Nicole had been working on for a year now.After the last ballet student had changed and found her way outside, Nicole turned off the lights and moved into her mother's small office. She completed the necessary paperwork in record time and finally made her way to the subway herself.Next up was her own training again. Today she would devote herself specifically to the bow dance - her favorite discipline. She had been working on a new freestyle for weeks and wanted to try ou