Deeper Than Money Novels & Stories

she replied with enthusiasm as if what she said is just picking up trash “Will this even work?” I said as I lay down to the queen-size bed “Trust me, when money is in the conversation—no men will sit idly. After you drain his wealth—he'll definitely divorce you.” Misha said in a matter of fact tone “Men are only good from the start—when they get bored, they will neglect their wife—so why not take advantage of the situation? He earns from you, you also earn from him.” I glance towards the piles of gifts he sent me. Is it really the best choice to marry that guy?

"The Foundation is gone. The Archive is deleted. You’re a ghost of a dead timeline." "On the contrary, Mr. Thorne," Arthur Vance replied, tapping his silver cane against the worn linoleum floor. The sound was like a gavel striking. "In this version of the world, you aren't a god. You are a failed venture capitalist who leveraged his family’s future against a series of 'unfortunate' investments. The three billion isn't data-noise. It’s actual, legal debt. And in London 2026, debt is the only thing that's 'Absolute'."

“It’s fine. Totally fine. Great even. I forgive you so fast my ancestors just felt it. We’re good.” A MILLION DOLLARS? Deja screamed internally. Rich people really do be out here playing Monopoly but with real money. ‘Sorry I didn’t defend your honor, babe—here’s a casual fortune.’ Is this an apology or a bribe? And do I look like I care? Because I don’t. Not when there are zeroes. Ren studied her face. “You really like money, don’t you?” “Like money?” Deja snorted. “My dude, I respect money. I write sonnets about it. I daydream about not having to choose between WiFi and dinner. Money is the one love interest who’s never disappointed me.”

The Ulterior Motives Treasure had spent days in a strange yet intense quietness with Jake. As she thought to herself, she pondered whether the protection he offered was for her sake or motivated by a love for money. Now, she found it difficult to trust him. "Money can drive some people to madness. Now I have realized just how far people will go for the love of money. People don’t care who they hurt for that green cash. Money has more power than I expected."

Must be nice to be carved out of stone and have emotions permanently on airplane mode. The second the glass doors of the building slid open, I swear I stepped into another universe. Everything screamed money. Not just “comfortable wealth” money... no, this was “if I drop a dollar bill, I won’t bend down to pick it up because that’s peasant behavior” money.

Only see her for what she is supposed to be. Remember conquest equals money. Money equals college. College equals I get the fuck out of here.’

" That's not what I meant..." " I can make you filthy rich, not caring about financial resources anymore your whole life... I am already bored with Molly and I would like a new play toy in my boring life." He continued. He keeps hurting my pride, why is money ruining people's minds. Why do I have to listen to him belittling me like that? -" I don't give a damn about your money, you can find..." -" No I can't, you are the type that is rare to find and I guess I am sexually attracted to you." He interrupted me closing the distance between us.

Father said before he left the room and I gulped nervously. “Get some rest.” Mother told Zion and me before she left the room, and I ran a hand through my hair before sighing tiredly. “Congratulations Mia, you have once again managed to make everything worse than it could have turned out. For both of us this time.” Zion said before he left the room and I sighed tiredly. Zion is right, I just keep digging a deeper hole for myself and everyone else around me. I am the problem, this all started with me.

He said to himself hugging the envelope of money as his life depended on it. “You know I have a share of that money right?" his wife asked. Money money money money, MONEY Money money money money, MONEY Money money money money, MONEY Money money money money, MONEY Money money money money, MONEY Money money money money, MONEY Some people got to have it Hey, Hey, Hey - some people really need it Hey, listen to me, y'all do thangs, do thangs, do thangs - bad things with it Well, you wanna do thangs, do thangs, do thangs -

He looked down, unable to meet my eyes. My chest tightened so hard it hurt to breathe. "That’s not gambling anymore," I whispered. "That’s… that’s something else. Something darker. Something deeper." And suddenly everything clicked. The speed, the violence. The way they came for me instead of just him. This wasn’t just debt, this was leverage. "You didn’t just borrow money," i said slowly. "You got involved with the wrong people." “Yes.” The word felt like a slap. My throat tightened. "Why?"