Bloody Money Novels & Stories

Blood mixed with the food I had eaten earlier came spewing out of my mouth. While Mom and Dad were stunned, Clover scoffed disdainfully. "Don't let him fool you; that's probably just fake blood. "All the money in this family belongs to me anyway, so who does he think he is to take that much money away?" The pain was so intense that I couldn't even straighten my back. Left with no choice, all I could do was crawl forward amid the filth and grab the hem of Dad's pants. "I just need… 200 dollars… Please… Just give it to me…"

I blinked, trying to clear away the tears in my eyes and found him thrusting a fistful of large bills into my hand. “You take!” He ordered, a smile on his face. “We can’t accept this, Pyotr.” I gasped, trying to hand the money back. He had handed me at least two grand in large bills. “Nonsense!” He scoffed. “I brilliant gambler, Vampire read minds. This nothing.” He tapped his temple, refusing the take the money from my hand.

Somia’s uncle said. “If I know that all these are blood money, I won’t have been fighting for it. Father achieved all these with blood” Somia’s uncle laughed loudly as Somia said so. “Look at you, did you think it’s all the money that are pure from the root. All those wealthy people, do you think it’s all of them that their money purred from the root” Somia’s uncle said. “Our money is bloody from the root and now we have made it pure, and that is what gave you the audacity to be asking for it”

And what is happening in there town? They don't understand at all, and why this horrible act is happening in their town? All of them stood there stretching there head in confusion; trying to figure out why people are dying, and who is responsible for this terrible action, from that day forward they called it BLOODY DAY! To me, this is a big mystery that can't never be solved. ( This Story continued) ATTENTION READERS: This book have different series book 2-9

We started the conversation with general inquires and reports. Then it goes to the main topics. "So here's the thing. One of my workers betrayed me, he turns out to be a spy working for someone. I could get him to spill out the names but it's either Grey Howl or Lost Eden. He didn't have the Grey Howl's gang tattoo so it's likely to be from Lost Eden. That's actually not the big problem, the big problem is the money that they took. It was 731,413,110,000 billion and not only that, we found a safe with the code exactly 731.413.110.000 as if it was a barcode. I tried to enter it as it was some sort of IP address. I tried to track it but it leads me onto some random dark web that changes every

Jon was regarded with sallow eyes. “You still in the psychic assassin business?” Brian Elder cracked his knuckles. “Sure as Hell, if you’ve got the coin.” Jon dropped a bag at his feet. It held one tenth of his newly gotten wealth. 100,000 in hundred dollar bills. Brian openly drooled over the money. “A Dark Messiah was conceived in an unclean vessel under the Hill of the Ghouls. That’s your target.” Elder laughed. “Consider it done.” That finished, Jon jumped into his luxury car and drove out of the city looking for the next chapter in his life, content in the fact that he was no longer the fool.

However, Buffy would not face Darcy with a clear conscience. “Wow! Where did the money come from?” While the pair strategized, a cry burst out of the crowd. Collier and Buffy looked over to find some individuals clenching bags. The zippers of these bags came undone, and cash fell out as these people moved through the crowd. The banknotes were scattered far and wide. “Oh, my gawd! Uleanian dollars!” “Wow! Look at all the Uleanian dollars!” Somebody bent over to pick the money up. After a good look, the person turned flushed with thrill.

Nothing getting through. His eyes narrow at me a small glint of silver shining through. I grit my teeth together refusing to budge when he finally stuffs a hand in his back pocket. He pulls out a wallet on a chain and pulls out two hundreds and a fifty dollar bill. He flashes me a stunning white smile his eyes already back to their original forest green color. I already have my folder back open pulling on the B+ paper as he slides the money into the folder pocket and taking the paper from my hand reading it over.

“I mean, come to think of it. I do know Draeger BioTech. I don’t know Lucien.” “He’s, like, a recluse billionaire. Their company’s been behind half the med tech we use in school and their genetics division is next-level. Draeger wants to cure half the diseases we’ve given up on.” “Oh”, Zaria said, brows raised. “Girl”, Sienna rolled her eyes, already tapping on her iPad. “If we’re about to let a mad billionaire genius poke around in our bloodstreams, we might as well get a good payout. Remember our friendship contract: page six, clause four. All poorly thought-out ideas must be pursued together.”

"You smell awful." The group of men around him erupted in laughter. They were all beta wolves, stronger than me, and they knew it. If I tried to fight, they would crush me. My muscles tensed as I assessed the situation, knowing that any wrong move could end badly for me. My voice trembled with anger as I looked Igor in the eye. “Give me my money.” Igor stared back at me, looking blankly as if he didn’t understand my words. “What money?” My blood boiled. “The five million dollars that was credited to my account. It was there one minute, and the next, it was gone. Every dollar was taken, and I could see the receipts on the alerts—each showing Easy Money Ventures.”