Blood And Money Novels & Stories

"I didn't want to allow you to weasel out of this one, McKaine, like you have our last three scheduled appointments we have made. It seems that every time we set an appointment to meet, something comes up that requires you to cancel. We need to discuss the terms of..." "I already told you that I have no interest in selling MMK." Micah cuts him short, "Not now, not ever. I made this company myself using..." "Mob money, McKaine. Blood money. Don't try to make it sound noble." The man cackles. It is an eerie sound, neither kind nor warm, but cold, calculated. It is the mocking laugh of a man who sees himself as superior. "At least my company was funded honestly."

I rolled onto my side slowly and spat blood onto the pavement. My hands shook. My vision blurred. I laughed weakly. A broken, pathetic laugh. This was my life now. This. An alley. Blood. Fear. Debt. I squeezed my eyes shut. I needed that money. Fast. Faster than I’d planned. Because they weren’t bluffing. I knew men like that. I used to deal with men like that. And if I saw them again without the money— I was dead. It was only that simple. Dead.

“Over and over—until one survives the process. I was next. And my father... he wouldn’t have stopped it. He couldn’t. If Carson hadn’t stepped in, I’d already be...” She choked, hugging herself as if trying to hold her pieces together. “I’d be vampire cattle by now.” That word—cattle—ripped through me. I moved toward her and wrapped my arms around her. She collapsed into me, trembling, sobbing, unravelling. “That’s where all the money and power comes from, Nat,” she cried against my shoulder. “It’s blood money. Deals made in the dark. I never wanted it, but now I have to pay for it with my life.”

and I stayed silent and waited for him to fall flat on his face , then waited to see if there was another guard who would come out and see if something was wrong and just like that another guard came out and tried to help him but then dropped dead immediately he touched the fallen guard. Then i quietly came out of the car and walked into the building through the wall and made my way into the bank , i knew the smell of the blood I was looking for , it was stashed at the end of the blood shelf rack because there is nobody asking of the blood due to it being old blood , what they did not know is that blood is the single most important blood mutation of this century, because they is from an exti

Chapter 15: Blood Money The discovery sat in my stomach like lead. I spent the entire next day moving through my work on autopilot, but my mind kept circling back to those wire transfers. Hundreds of thousands of dollars funneled to my parents right before and after our wedding. The timing was too precise. Too convenient.

Bean was seen in the video, holding up bags of blood with my name written on them, while trading them with a burly man. "This is the rare Rh-negative blood. Freshly harvested," Dr. Bean said, his voice clearly audible. "Same old price for 50,000 dollars a bag." The entire ward fell silent. I turned around to look at Mom and Ian, who had turned deathly pale. "So, in your eyes, I'm not just an ATM machine. I'm also your money-making cash cow after all. "You said that I was delusional, Mom. So, tell me. Did I invent this black market blood-trafficking operation because of my delusions as well?

“I didn’t realize it was doing so well. Maybe we can add to it once I get my inheritance. I’ve been researching a new breed of horseflesh…” “It’s holding its own and we can do whatever you want with it, but I was referring to that money I was trying to tell you about,” he said as he pulled her close. Her soft hair caressed his solid chest as she snuggled close. He kissed the top of her head and whispered, “I’m worth three-million dollars, baby.”

"That money belongs to the Crescent Pack. It’s blood money, earned by my wolves. They protect this land." I finally looked up but kept my gaze cold, with a feeling of satisfaction. "That money was earned by me, Roman. I took the pack’s stagnant land-holdings and turned them into a REIT. I invested your 'blood money' into human tech stocks when you told me to 'just go shopping and stay out of the way.' I didn't steal it. I’ve just... moved it to a human bank. One where an Alpha’s roar doesn't count as a PIN code."

“I am Laurent Ford, the Alpha King and Jennie’s grandfather. “Twenty-two years ago, my daughter kept her royal blood a secret and mated with you. Now, I’m taking my granddaughter, Jennie, home.” Dread washed over Gale. “No, Alpha Ford. This has to be a mistake. Jennie has never shifted. She can’t even beat an Omega. Thanks to the Bates’ standing in the pack, Joey looked past her flaw and mated with her.” Even at this point, Gale refused to believe that I carried the Alpha King’s blood in me. I scoffed, my voice dripping with disdain, “Oh, I forgot to mention that I have shifted today. Like Mom, I am a white wolf. The moonstone is the Moon Goddess’ gift to white wolves. Please return the ston

This was about blood. And before this was over, Moscow would drown in it. "I am coming for you, brother," I whispered to the rain. "And when I find you, you will beg for death before I am done.”