Novel & Cerita Debt Of Time Fanfiction

I said, meeting my father’s gaze with unwavering resolve, “then maybe it’s time they learned to live without it.” A ripple of murmurs spread again — disbelief, awe, fear. Draven’s eyes narrowed, his voice turning sharp. “You’re playing a dangerous game, little Luna.” “I’m not your Luna,” I spat. He took a step closer. Derek shifted behind me instinctively, the power rolling off him in waves of warning. Draven smiled — not with amusement this time, but with calculation. “We’ll see,” he said softly. “Because the thing about debts, Aurelia, is that they never truly disappear. They just change hands.”

But looking at my twins with their dark-prince features and I know that some debts can never be paid. THE END

Busy means I don't think about gold eyes or whispered promises or the way he looked at me that morning like I was something he needed to scrub off his record. My phone buzzes in my apron pocket. Calendar reminder. Payment due: The Hollow. $800. Right. That. The debt's been my shadow since I was twelve. Mom and Dad's hospital bills, insurance gaps, money borrowed from people who don't ask how old you are, just whether you can pay. Eleven years of interest piling on interest. The principal hasn't budged. I've got six hundred in my account. Two hundred short. Again. They'll come. They always do.

My body ached, a tight feeling of exhaustion wrapped around my spine, it was sharp and unforgiving, a signature feeling that was now a part of my existence. But none of that weighed as heavily as the question that kept looping in my mind like a broken record I couldn’t get rid of. Why would Damon pay out such a chunk of my debt? Okay, technically, it was Aiden’s debt and I really had to start calling it that. The money wasn’t small and no one just gave away that much money. Especially not someone like Damon, he was Alpha and even though he had his own money, a lot of what he did was recorded.

He who casts the spell will owe. Dante let out a low whistle. “That’s… not scary at all.” Kael swallowed and continued. “The debt is blind. You don’t know what it wants until it comes to collect." Alpha ran his fingers through his hair, and frustration filled his face again. "It could be tomorrow. It could be fifty years. It could also be now. Could be your...” Alpha cut him off. "Stop... there's no way I'm letting you do that... this is so wrong."

I held my forehead gently with my palm, my head panging with an ache. I reached for my phone to check the time, only for a message to pop up from an unknown number. My heart sank in grieve as I read the text. “Our breakup doesn’t cancel your debt. You owe me, and you must pay me back. If you don’t, I will spill.” From Tyler. The remembrance of the debt I had acquired over the years came haunting me again. Every event, from my father’s death up until where I am now, was enough reason to forget.

“He is talking this way because I am owing him a few bucks. Look, Lesley. I have put all my time and energy in paying you back your money. Stop doing this.” “Your debt to me can’t be measured in money, man and you know it.” “What the fuck are both of you talking about?”

"We evolve the very concept of debt until it becomes something else." Forty-three minutes remained. Forty-three minutes to redefine fundamental concepts of obligation and payment. The chain pulsed around me, showing infinite ways this could end. In most of them, I disappeared into the Void forever. But in a few, just a few, something unprecedented happened. Time to make those few possibilities real.