Claim Book Novels & Stories

“What?” Adrian taps a small section of text. Marcus reads it slowly. “Processing delay due to… claim withdrawal.” He looks up. “Wait. The claim was withdrawn?” Adrian nods once. “Yes.” Marcus frowns. “By who?” Adrian’s voice drops lower. “The person who filed it.” My pulse spikes. “Margaret.” Adrian nods. “Yes.” Marcus stares at the screen. “Hold on. You’re telling me she forged the policy… set up the beneficiary… then cancelled the payout herself?”

“Certainly. Ms. Tully had a life insurance policy worth $800,000. The beneficiary was her daughter, Claire Hugh-Vermont.” “And what can you tell us about the claims made on this policy?” “After Ms. Tully’s passing, a claim was made by Mr. Hugh. He provided documentation, including hospital records of Ms. Claire and a death certificate of Ms. Tully, to process the claim, insisting that they need it for Claire’s hospitalization, and Claire could not make the withdrawals, hence as her legal guardian he was capable to do it.” “Were there any irregularities in these documents?”

I drifted into the furnace. The flames passed through my spirit—no heat, only a tearing sensation that felt almost like release. All the illness, the suffocation, and the despair were gone in an instant. Half an hour later, Jamie came out holding a cheap white plastic box. It was still warm. "Charles is so light," he muttered. Mother said nothing. She was staring at her phone. A new message had just come in: [XX Insurance] Your claim has been received. An investigator will visit within three business days for verification.

I scream before he can walk away without telling me the truth for once. “Every girl that comes into this school is up for claim on her first day. That means that the guy that claims her gets to nail her first, and then she is a free game to anyone. I claimed you, but you are way too much trouble for what is sure to be a horrible lay. So I give up my claim on you. You are at their mercy now.” He turns and walks away like he was having a normal conversation. I look at Mason silently asking if it’s true. He looks down and can’t seem to meet my eyes.

I tried again to convince him that it wasn’t me. “Well, according to Eli, he has video footage of the girl leaving your house. Channel five. I suggest you check it out and let me know as soon as your memory comes back, or I will have to come and pay your pretty little mate a visit.” His anger was clear as the line died and Leah switched on the television. We caught the tail end of the report and I felt the fury burn deep inside.

He leaned down and whispered in her ear with his deep, alluring voice, "Even if you want, you can't fall for anyone else. Because…” He paused, sending shivers down her spine. His breath was warm against her skin as he pressed a soft kiss to her cheek, then he said, “I claim you, Mate.” —

The way he said deal with it personally left absolutely no room for misunderstanding. "My job," I said. "My apartment. My…" "Handled." I stared at him. "You handled my life without asking me once." "You weren't in a position to be asked." "I'm in a position now so what exactly did you handle?" He looked at me steadily. "Your employer was told you've taken personal leave and your rent is covered for two months and your neighbor continues to care for the cat."

“But sometimes, the world doesn’t care who you work for, Miss Moretti. It just notices you.” Cassian stood, ending it there. “We’re done.” Lancaster smirked, gathering his files. “Until next time, Wolfe. Miss Moretti.” He nodded, eyes trailing just a beat too long before leaving the room with Hadley in tow. When the door closed, silence spread like smoke. Zara began to gather her papers, not looking up. “I’ll have the revised proposal printed by noon.” Cassian didn’t move. “You were late.”

She was going to flee the dragon kingdom tomorrow with her lover. "Good. Now ride me,' the King who watched the show from his bed beckoned Claire to come, smiling wickedly. Claire walked to him with shaky limbs and sat over the King while weeping inconsolably. He pushed his cock into her and the woman started riding the King. The King who detsroyed three lives for his sick pleasure. "All the participants have confirmed their presence. The combat will begin in an hour," Ivar, the second in command narrated to Allain.

" After I was kicked out of the hall, I checked the date with my phone. It seemed Richard would soon meet Flora. All I had to do was bide my time and wait. I soon received a job offer from Jenna and joined the Close Group. During that time, I worked hard to learn and improve my skills, hoping to catch up to my seniors as soon as possible. I was working on the quarterly report when my phone buzzed with a notification from the newspapers. "Breaking news! The long-lost heiress of Wayne Group has been found!" I put my phone down after reading that. It seemed that Richard would be married to Flora soon.