A Lifetime To Settle The Score Novels & Stories

Anyways, our night ended at around 11pm and we went to our respective rooms to sleep, after cleaning the living area that was filled with the pizza boxes. The morning came of my day, when I will be officially becoming the assistant to the business tycoon, playboy and handsome and a PERVERT, Mr Richard Matthews. Yup, from now on, it will be me, him and Ms Dawson. No no, scratch that. It will be him and Ms Dawsone making my life a living hell.

"You shall go back into the world of the living, a year before the coming of your death. You will have 365 days to settle the score on what you have lost, to unearth what is yet to be unraveled, and to take what is rightfully yours. However, your time is up on the day of your death. You must come back to me, at all costs.” "So, you are saying after one year, I will die on the same day I died?" I asked, my heart breaking once again, as the hope of getting a better life after taking my revenge died within me, but at this moment, nothing mattered to me more than my revenge and taking back what rightfully belonged to me. "One year," she answered gently. “No more. No less. Do not waste it.” I gul

Maxwell paused, and then continued almost immediately. "After this I am done. Like done for good. I retire as a noble soldier and get the honor I deserve. I get to live my own life on my own terms, no more meddling from you people," Maxwell spelt out the terms of the deal he had with them. The deal that once they managed to successfully create successes, they would let him go.

Vincent negotiated. Vincent and Terban strongly opposed the game but could not resist its immersive nature. Remarkably, both individuals have attained an equal score by tallying their respective victories. Undoubtedly, they will exert their utmost effort to defeat each other. It is crucial to note that the loser of the game would surely regret their defeat, as the winner would continuously taunt them for the remainder of their lives. Terban and Vincent were determined to emerge victorious against each other. "35!" Slyvester exclaimed triumphantly. "I will count up to 35! No more negotiating! One!"

Good, I didn't need or want that. "Yes, you don't seem the type. I apologise for my crude question." He slowly placed his forearms through the bars, leaning into them he knotted he's long slender fingers. "How would you feel if I offered you, way to cheat death?" What?? "A way for you to live and exact your revenge? A deal of a lifetime. Would you be open to something like that, Scarlet?" A deal of a lifetime? A way to cheat death. What the hell was he on about now?

"Ruby had a relapse. I stayed with her at the hospital. You know she's an orphan. She doesn't really have anyone else to turn to. I'm sorry I kept you waiting." He stepped toward me and reached out, trying to pull me into his arms. But I stood up and took a step back, just in time to slip out of his reach. "I'll go heat up your dinner," I said softly. Caleb nodded, a little ashamed. "Thanks, Zoe. I promise I'll make it up to you in a week." I lowered my head and said nothing. "Make it up to me? There's no 'future' for us anymore. I've only got 48 hours left to live," I thought.

"Vivienne, I know you hate me, but I was a victim too. I had to leave my real parents—why can't you forgive me?" I shook her off, disgusted. She let out a cry and stumbled backward, crashing into the champagne tower before hitting the floor in a heap. "Elodie!" Stanley's eyes went wild. He stripped off his jacket, draped it over her, and scooped her up like some knight in shining armor. As he passed, his glare was pure venom. "Vivienne, for everything you've ever done to Elodie, I'll pay you back—one by one." I almost fired back, but all the memories from my last life—every fight, every loss—shut me up.

"If you want to live, get out." "Look at that. The watchdog the Lombardi family threw away still has teeth." Scarface drew his gun as well, grinning with open contempt. "Once you left the Lombardis, you became nothing. Today, I settle the score." The others raised their guns and moved toward Demira with ugly smiles. Demira went pale and scrambled behind Victor. "Victor, I'm scared!" Victor's heart dropped. His finger tightened on the trigger. A gunshot cracked through the room.

] [Marriage duration required to clear life debt: seven full years. [Current shortfall: one hour and thirty minutes.] [Erasure countdown activated.] [You will be erased in forty-eight hours.] Then the voice changed. [Exception granted due to your pathetic status. Complete three tasks within the time limit to survive.] [Task One: Make Calvin publicly confess his feelings for you.] I laughed. I had literally just signed the divorce papers, and now the System wanted him to confess to me? Molly suddenly stood up, her face tight. "Calvin, if you have to agree to Rhea's unreasonable request because of me, I'll take the punishment. I'll do the three shots."

“You wanted to please me, so you went and took her exam ticket! “Now that you see she got Early Admission to Harvard, now that she’s better than me, you want to dump me and go back to being her devoted childhood friend? “Jason, you’re disgusting!” “Shut up!” Jason yelled, flustered. Taking advantage of his distraction, I snatched the ID from his hand. Looking at them, a faint smirk curved my lips. “One of you is selfish and hypocritical, the other is vain. Don’t break up. Lock each other down.” With that, I turned and walked out of the café. After that day, I never saw Jason or Summer again. They had a huge fight in the café that day and completely cut ties.