Collateral A Novels & Stories

When she turned up again, her face was pale. "I've aborted the baby, Sandra. Please stop being angry with Neil." It was a cunning move—with that, she managed to worsen our already fragile relationship. But now wasn't the time to dwell on personal grievances. "The stolen item contains pure Iridium-192. It is a lethal radioactive material," I told the police. The police officer I was talking to turned serious. "That is incredibly dangerous. We have to find it. If any of you took it, return it right now. Stealing something like this will land you in prison!"

And everything they had was taken from them. Their wealth, their time, and even their names. “You said they take people’s stuff to add to the Federation’s ledger,” said Freya. “But they’re all just sitting here, doing absolutely nothing. How’s that benefit them at all?” “It’s not the thing they have, or care about,” Lucifer replied. “It’s the value it represents. This warehouse, let’s say its contents are… a hundred trillion in value. The Fed then turns around, borrows a hundred trillion from the Capitol Fund, and uses this value as collateral.”

One other things about him is that he lends business money and countries as well,before he lends you money,you must have a guarantor and collateral,so that when you are unable to pay the money,the collateral will be willed to him be it a human or properties. One of the victims who fell into the situation where they were unable to pay the money is Mr Alejandro,he borrowed the money so as to pay for his son's treatment and used his first daughter Lily as an collateral and her duty is to warm the devil's bed every night. What happens when his father his unable to pay the debt?? How will she be able to cope? What happens when Lily begans to develop feelings for hi

"We have a payment schedule. We're not in default." "The new lender is exercising an early-call clause buried in the original terms," the business manager said grimly. "Perfectly legal, if aggressive. We have thirty days to produce the full amount, or they take the collateral." "What's the collateral?" A pause, heavy and telling. "The estate," he said quietly. "And a controlling interest in what's left of the family's investment portfolio." Chloe closed her eyes, understanding settling over her with cold, sinking clarity. "Who's the new lender?" she asked, though some part of her already suspected the answer.

I carefully took it from him and went through it, the further I read the more it was ridiculous to look at. What they were giving is times three of what they wanted to take back from the company as ‘collateral’. Who takes 10% of the shares until the project is completed and also demands the Valois Foundation as collateral? This has to be a joke “Is this real?” I asked, raising a brow. “Of course, it’s real. Why would you think we’re playing around?” Zane replied smoothly “Maybe because you’re asking for way too much,” I said through gritted teeth, keeping my composure

Unable to decide, he set the letter aside. But a picture slid out. He took one look at the picture and knew then. He knew that his half-brother wasn’t lying about the collateral he’ll be giving, about the woman he will be giving as the collateral. An hour later, Darwin grabbed his fountain pen and a paper. He wrote all the words that he had decided to reply—his own terms and conditions pertaining to the proposition and about the collateral. The collateral. It was a woman. A damn, beautiful, voluptuous woman.

“I sincerely have no idea what you’re talking about. How can I agree to be a collateral to a loan I don’t know about? It makes no sense at all. Maybe you have me mistaken for someone else.” He didn’t say a word, he simply brought out some papers from behind me that I had not noticed until that very moment. He pulled it open and turned it towards me, a gasp slipped from me when I saw my signature right underneath where my name was written boldly on top and the word, “Collateral” written in front of it. A fingerprint was even on it and it had been stamped… That was impossible! How was my signature on that document? My heart began to race as I grabbed the document from him and got a good look a

He was **Physical**. "Elara," he said, his voice trembling with a mixture of pride and terror. "I told you to stay in the simulation. I told you the 'Real' was too expensive." "You're alive?" I gasped, stepping toward him. "I'm not 'Alive,' Elara," he said, gesturing to the golden ribcage around the heart. "I’m the **Collateral.** I’ve been the one paying the 'Interest' for the last thirty years. And now that you’ve 'Defaulted'... the Division is going to take the 'Principal.'"

Cara shook her head. "Not all Alphas are dangerous, you are getting older, you also need someone in your life other than friends, besides Gemma of course. Alpha is the ultimate goal of an Omega, as the weakest, we can't just focus on work without thinking about the future, you can die without them, but they will survive until they get a new mate" "I don't know what you mean, but I still enjoy my job as a waitress at the coffee shop mom"

Too bad she wasn’t mine. My wolf, Gregor, agreed with me for once. We weren’t always in accord, him being from a long line of spirit creatures while my instincts were baser. I soon discovered my ‘collateral’ had a mind of her own. She was quick to inform me her name was Liz and guessed correctly her predicament was down to her brother’s addiction. If I had informed her how much he was in hock she may well have panicked. Telling her indirectly she was a beauty had a surprising effect. She blushed, looking uncomfortable rather than pleased in any way.