Book One For The Money Novels & Stories

He had no intention of beating the gaze. The room fell into an uneasy silence, the clash of principles hanging in the air as Sherly challenged the status and principles of the Dean. He had no intention of losing, and he had no intention of letting Dean win. If a normal student is poor, He won't let it happen again. After all, money talks, and money walks. These types of People should strip them of their status and power.

👥 She's going to Bora and Poppy 👥 She's surely a lover of trouble "Bora, the garbage can is coming" Poppy whispered and Bora looked at that direction. She stood. "What?" She asked when November got to her. "150 dollars, my handbook" she replied, glaring at the two of them. "You're audacious seriously" Bora smirked. " On the count of one to three" November replied. "Bora, give her the money" Poppy said. Bora remained still as November raised her right hand. "One" she said, folding a finger.

You already bought a purse yesterday, Venessa; what more do you need? He wasn't short of money, but he couldn't understand why Venessa spent five hundred dollars every single day. “That was another brand, and this time I really, really need this brand.“ She pouted, unbundling herself from the couch and coming to him. Alpha Zach pinched his brows, then answered, "You said the same thing yesterday." "I know, but..." She pushed the tray and cup of tea aside, tossed the magazine he was reading, and sat on his lap, planting a kiss on his neck.

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"The people you owed money to—they won't be coming back. Henri made sure of that." ​Tom pulled his hands away, his eyes narrowing with a sudden, painful realization. "Henri? As in Henri Gagnon? The guy from the news? Lizzie, people like him don't just do favors for anyone. What did you give him?" ​The question hung in the air, sharp and accusatory. Elizabeth looked at her brother, knowing she couldn't tell him the full truth. She couldn't tell him that she had sold her reputation, agreeing to play the part of a billionaire’s disposable fling just to ruin a woman named Marie and secure a corporate empire. If Tom knew he was the collateral that had forced her hand, it would break him.

I thought of the world that was currently waking up to a silence it didn’t understand. But as I felt that tiny, second heartbeat pulse against my palm, I didn’t feel like a fugitive. I didn’t feel like a victim of a global conspiracy. I felt like an Architect. The first book was about the blood. It was about the betrayal and the breaking of the old world. It was about the trauma of the glass and the roar of the mountain. But the second book? The one we were starting right now, in this quiet French valley? That book was going to be about the Home.

I said wondering where this whole conversation was heading, "I want you to protect her," he said turning his phone screen to me, 'her'? my eyes slowly fell on the screen, a girl with her blonde hair packed in a ponytail sat with a pile of books by her side, she is obviously a nerd even her big round glasses say a lot, she looked fixated on whatever information she was getting from the book that even if an attack was to happen in the room right beside her she may not even know, but something about her made me feel there was more than what meets the eyes, "A girl really?" I asked in a bored tone,

Mike hissed. "What do you want?" Faith whispered. "Money. Every last penny of the money her little boyfriend stole. All Fifty thousand of it," Mike declared. Fifty thousand dollars! How could Faith possibly come up with that sum? "But I don't have that much," she said. "Figure it out. Since I'm a nice person, I'll give you 48 hours to come up with it. If you fail, that little bitch dies," he pointed at Mary. "I...I'll do it. I'll find the money," she said.

“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.”

She cheerfully nodded. "Of course sir thank you for your service, that'll be 2 silver coins." Alkhun looks at the other books while waiting for the ebook to get signed. He noticed the book series and it added up to 5 books. Is it really fiction? He read the publication date of the latest book and it was a year ago. It is a myth after all. Sophia handed the book and Alkhun handed the payment and put it into his dimensional bag. "That's all you buy for today?" He nodded.