Bloody Money Novels & Stories

she snapped, “I need to get back the shop before the boss has my head. Is this about the Bloody Barbies again?” Bloody Barbie was the nickname Maria gave to the murders ever since she’d gotten involved as a suspect. It was an apt name. Each crime scene that had been investigated was painted red with each victim’s blood, and in each one there would be a bloody doll left behind (though, not exactly a Barbie), no less than three feet away from the body.

Helium smiled at the man. “I will give you this…” He put his hand in front of mine, making me stiffen. I thought he was going to do something to me, but he was reaching for the glove box. He opened it, pulling out a bag. I could not tell what was in it though. It looked like a cotton pouch. He opened It, pulling out money. Paper money? An Image flashed in my mind. Green money with men’s faces on it. I did not know who they were. This money though, was a crimson red. It too had a face on It, but I did not know who’s. It was a man. There was a number on the paper too. 10 dollars. Now I had to learn about money in this world. I did not know how much 10 dollars was worth. Was this the normal pri

The security man took the document out of the office, and came back two minutes later, with two packages wrapped in colourful ribbons. He opened the packages and peered inside seeing the blood stained ear of a black woman and the pale fingers of a man, he called his personal assistant and told him to deposit the payment of the two members of the killer squad who had just carried out the two latest murders in the usual place, his company was about to become at least two hundred million dollars richer and he smiled at the thought of that.

My floor is soiled from his muddy blood. A man, one of the workers, was on her knees, sobbing uncontrollably over a body sprawled on the floor. The blood pooled around him, dark and thick, staining the floor. My floor. At first, I didn’t recognize the face. But Marco didn’t hesitate to inform me: it was one of the men who passed a tender worth 600 billion dollars—something we had been struggling with thanks to bureaucratic red tape. The man had been desperate, and if there’s one thing I know, it’s that desperation can be used like currency. People will do almost anything to protect their families, no matter how questionable the loyalty.

It had a simple black-and-white user interface, as well as an eye-catching icon of a sword tainted red with blood. The bloody red color was rather obvious thanks to the black and white color scheme of the rest of the webpage. Austin subconsciously scrolled down and came face to face with a thundering reveal. "Blood Money [S rank] Wanted! Only Dead. Target: Austin Campbell, owner of Dominion Properties, candidate for future head of the Campbell family." Austin almost cursed out loud from reflex as he wondered why he had a target painted on his back. Both Ezra and Aldus sat down beside him, while Ezra said, "I didn't know you had access to the dark web, Vincent."

"Blood of the Wise is a very rare wine, Your Highness. It's one of our collection, but we only have one..." Fear was evident on Orion's voice but he sounded like he was implying that he can't give it to us because it's the only one. "I'm willing to pay. How much?" Demitri got something on his pocket, a pouch of gold I suppose, and it fell down before Orion's feet. "We can give you more if you want. Just give us the wine," Prince David said.

The bloody one with his angry mate to destroy the witch kingdom but when the time comes I will take you away from the doom then you come back and rebuild the village starting it knew the older witch revealed to the witch princess Cara and she was surprised But witch mother who is that bloody one the witch princess Cara asked the old woman He who the Vampire King be got his only child Lamia the old witch said out his name loudly He is dead they say the witch princess Cara said He was never dead those words are rumours and lies the old witch said and the witch princess nodded Does that mean I should just watch the witch queen?? The witch princess Cara asked That's right pretend you don't know

she said softly as if she was crushed, defeated, and finally giving up the fight. Silver looked conflicted as he fought to make up his mind. He leaned towards her, the scent of her blood changing his eye color. Unable to resist, he doesn't think long before he bit into her neck and started gulping down her blood. His fangs in her veins hurt. 'Bloody bastard' she thought as the tip of her finger grasped at her dagger, she pulled it out swiftly while he was delirious with the taste of her blood and stabbed him through his chest. He jerked back as he let out a gasp of shock then he glanced down at the Aspen dagger sticking into his very soul. Fatimah pulled out the dagger, relishing in the spra

He whispered very softly. That was right before the doors of the ballroom blasted open with a loud Bang. The entire crowd, including me and Alex, turned towards the source of the sound. Damon. Damon stood in the door opening, two knives protruding from his chest. Blood covered his chest, dripping on the ballroom floor. There was a head wound on the side of his face. Keddrick and two other guys were next to him. The four men looked absolutely furious but Damon.... Damon looked like the devil himself. His eyes were pitch black and his razor sharp fangs were bared. Blood covered his chin and hands and it was quite evident that he just killed people.

something that unnerved Nicholas because that only meant two things. He was about to kill. Or. He was seriously pissed. “I brought your money,” Alexander cocked up a brow and Nicholas’ eyes went down immediately. “Not all of it, but...some of it,”