Chapters
“If markets are supposed to aggregate information, then a lot of what we call market failure looks more like an information failure. The price is wrong because the knowledge behind it is incomplete.” I finished answering the question my economics professor had posed to the class, one that no one else had managed to satisfy him with. I wasn’t entirely sure this was the response he’d been fishing for, but I knew one thing for certain. Everything I’d said was factually correct. “Perfect!”…- 278.0 K • Ongoing
- “Damn,” Ash whistled softly as he took in the stream of girl groups walking past us. The late summer air was filled with the excitement of students returning after the break or freshmen starting a new chapter in their lives. “Now I regret not coming to college. Just look at those chicks go. The sway in their step is enough to wreck my heart.” Julie turned to me, one eyebrow arched. “Did I ever tell you that you have a pig for a friend?” I snorted. “Believe me, this is very tame behavior…
- 278.0 K • Ongoing
- “So this is your new home?” Julie asked thoughtfully and looked around the living room. The place still looked a little too empty without any of my personal stuff put in. It didn’t make sense to decorate the place when I’ll be going away soon. “Yup,” I said with a nod. “Thanks for agreeing to stay here with me.” “That’s what friends are for, aren’t they?” she shot back playfully. She stepped closer, slipped her arms around my neck, and pressed her body against mine. “And…
- 278.0 K • Ongoing
- “What the fuck…” I whispered, stunned and unsure what else to say. “Frank?” He set the grocery bag on the coffee table with a dull thud and walked over to shake my hand. “I know what you must be thinking, but I promise you, the last time we met, I had no idea you were related to Gloria.” Seeing him in a casual polo and jeans threw me off for a moment. The last time, he had been all business in a well-tailored suit. Now he looked like someone who spent his majority time at kids’ soccer…
- 278.0 K • Ongoing
- Bill, the editor of Friday the 13th, leaned back in his chair with the kind of pride only a veteran could carry. The small editing room around us was the first time I had been in a setup like this, and I was beyond excited to learn something new. Reels of film were stacked in metal cans along the walls, giving the place a faint smell of celluloid and dust. “Film editing is the most crucial part of making a movie,” Bill said passionately. His voice echoed a little in the cramped space. “I can’t…
- 278.0 K • Ongoing
- I stood outside my childhood home, taking it all in. I’d never spent this long away from it since the day I was born in this body, and the distance made everything feel strange and unfamiliar. If I hadn’t met Dad at my new place when I did, I probably would’ve hesitated to come here on a Sunday, knowing he’d be at home. But I couldn’t push this visit any further, not with post-production on Friday the 13th starting soon. Leaving my hesitation on the porch, I pressed the doorbell once before…
- 278.0 K • Ongoing
- Once I was dressed for my photoshoot, I returned to Clarissa, who immediately sat me down and got to work on my hair. Within moments, she had gathered my shoulder-length locks into a tight bun. "You know," she mused as she adjusted a few loose strands, "Jordan’s still hoping you’ll cut this down to a more ‘manageable’ length." "Not happening," I said without hesitation. I liked my hair long. When she was done, I stood and checked myself out in the full-length mirror nearby. I looked…
- 278.0 K • Ongoing
My lips were locked with Scarlett’s as a production assistant poured a big bucket of fake blood over us. I didn’t stop for even a second and even pulled her closer to me. I won’t lie, the whole scene was a little bit of a turn-on for me. Being wet with sticky red corn syrup while making out with the woman of my dreams was just about perfect. Was it a little gross that I was licking corn syrup off her body? The corn syrup part was; her body wasn’t, so I was actually enjoying it quite a…- 1.0 M • Ongoing
- “Yes!” I shouted as I hugged Evan tightly. “Much more deserved than my award!” “Thanks, Troy,” Evan whispered back in my ear before separating and embracing Jonathan next. Seeing those two together after all these years was still a surprise even to me. From what I knew, they were mostly in an open relationship, and such relationships rarely lasted this long, whether for straight couples or gays. After exchanging hugs with most of the cast, Evan finally walked onto the stage and…
- 1.0 M • Ongoing
- I sat beside Elizabeth Olsen as I casually scrolled through my phone. We’d just finished another round of press junkets for the movie. The award ceremony for the film festival would begin soon, and until then, we’d decided to relax in the same room. There was nothing romantic about it at this point, just two friends hanging out together. “I still can’t believe this is happening,” she whispered in disbelief. “My very first movie, and so much positive reception.” “You deserve it,”…
- 1.0 M • Ongoing
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