Bloody Money Novels & Stories

Blood and Water is a story that points to a civil war in West Africa, Nigeria and the hovering hunger for survival by two teenage boys. Hope you enjoy. Completed version with no coins for now. Make sure you drop your reviews... *** Rumours of a War A proverb says that when it rains everyday, there is a bound of sorrow within the rain. Maybe we were not that rich but we were happy or we claimed to be. The only problem was that I was no longer in school. I think I liked it that way, school stress was so hard especially now that I was in the junior secondary.

‘All ours,’ ‘Once they’re out of the way,’ ‘Stealing shipments Thursday,’ I cannot make out much more than words but I know what I have is valuable. I look at them through the moonlight and strain to see their features. The effort is futile. It is far too dark. All I see is their hands, moving against their bodies in a hunger I have never felt.

"Want to see something? Come here and open this box." I got up quietly and went to that box. The thought of what would be inside that box made my heart restless. I extended one hand and opened it within the next breath. A dead body, covered from head to foot with new white linen, was lying under the box. He slid his hands and removed the linen. Her clothes were like that of a royal queen with bloodstains over them. There was grief on her face. And a broken bangle tied around her hand with sharp edges. One end of the bangle pierced her vein, and the blood fell off. Her skin seemed colder.

It was also the reason that the packhouse screamed of old money. Sapphira simply nodded through the entire exchange. Luckily, no one else seemed to have been listening to their conversation. But that didn't mean that the Alpha hadn't told anyone else of his suspicions, like his Beta. Sapphira glanced towards Beta Declan and Kate, but they were busy feeding each other much to their son's apparent disgust.

Her voice dripped with venom. I raised an eyebrow. "I didn't steal anything. And who is Ace to you, anyway?" I shot back, my curiosity piqued. She cried, shaking her head frantically, and then yelled, “How dare you say his name?!” “How dare I?” I chuckled softly, giving her my best ‘did you miss your way’ look. Because, really, did she miss her way? “You’ll pay for this, you will, you spawn of the devil!” Heather deadpanned, her little friends had gotten her something to keep the blood from flowing. She pressed the paper towel to her nose, suppressing the blood.

Diana propped her chin, scrutinizing every word Rai said, "Does every clan have this Bloody Grail?" and Rai responded with a nod. "Raltz and Waltz of course will easily get your blood because of the agreement. But what about Haltz? Isn't it difficult to get the blood of other clan vampires? Are you using Rika and Riki as payment?" Diana asked suspiciously. "What you need to know, I didn't agree without being the beneficiary, and I didn't put my family in the agreement if they were in danger," Rai explained firmly.

"You have sold everything he left you. This is all I have, and the only reason you couldn't sell it was because of the clause in his will. Your new mate is a thief and an asshole, and you indulge him. I do not need a guardian anymore, so I am telling you now, I need you out of my house. "Sweetheart," she said, but I wouldn't listen. I walked past her and left the house. I hoped she took my warning seriously because I wouldn't hesitate to kick her out when the time comes. My father had left us a lot of money. My stupid mother had squandered it all. I dreaded what the future held for me. Unlike the past when the Moon Pack was thriving, things had changed. War had left our lands desolate and im

he push it to her side closer "Do take it" "I don't need your money, besides the money won't open the coffin" "That's where you come in,oh you've came in already,well you come in again and free her"Adir ramble incoherently. "i can't set her free"Karen whisper and her heart sank thinking of the other lie she's going to throw "A dotedrin can help" "Dotedrin?" "Yes and they are very rare" Karen start to eat her bread again,ignoring the existence of the money and focusing on him.

He says rolling his eyes before continuing “Well I don’t trust her and Tate, I trust him kind of but he’s got a big mouth. I don’t want them knowing what she is, incase they tell the wrong person” I nod “Agreed, is there anything else we should know before we meet them?” Drake asks him, he nods “Yeah, don’t tell her you have money, don’t tell her anything about you guys. She will be happy to be rid of me anyway so it shouldn’t matter and tates fine” “She will probably guess about the money” Baylee tells us taking a drink of juice “Why’s that?” I quiestion, she rolls her eyes “Well daddy’s sunglasses are worth hundreds, so are mummies. That shirt is worth a lot too and mummies shoes are Chris

"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."