Deeper Than Money Novels & Stories

He had no concept of money; it was not normal to spend four million on someone as if it were four dollars. "Excuse us," I told David. “We’ll be right back.” Outside, I turned to Kairos. “Do you even know how much those cars cost?” I asked, my tone somewhere between grateful and panicked. “It’s close to eight million dollars combined. Eight, Kairos—” But again, I didn’t even get to finish. He took a step forward and kissed me in an obvious attempt to silence me. When we pulled apart, my heart absolutely losing its mind, he looked me in the eye.

The woman sighed as she once again stared at the gravestone affectionately, she had barely been able to properly say goodbye to her mother, She recalled how their relatives had hauled her mother's body away, barely letting her bid her farewell and the funeral was a mere blur. It's funny how people are so quick to get rid of the dead, stick them in a rectangular box and send them into the soil, especially the rich ones. Everyone becomes so hungry and ready to share the wealth they didn't even work for. People allow money to rule them, and money allows experience to teach them. the reality was, people would always be running after money, and money would always be running after more money. The

"Well, sorry to burst your bubble, we passed on that collection already and we do not need it anymore. You can take your silly threat and your offer somewhere else." Kimberley’s confidence faltered. "What do you mean you passed on it? I thought it was back in consideration. Max…" She stopped herself. Too late. The silence stretched. Drew’s expression darkened as he stood slowly, arms folding. "Who told you it was back in consideration?" Kimberley’s throat bobbed. She tried to recover. "That’s not important. I have it and you’re going to need it, you can't tell me I spent over one hundred thousand dollars for nothing."

Elky said, voice just above the projector’s purr. “Which part?” I asked. “The choreography.” He was right. Money is a dance when both partners think they’re leading. Cut. Sicily, 2012. Somewhere subterranean. Fluorescents that turned skin into shadow. A cash-counting room where shame lived and never paid rent. Stacks of good green bucks fanned out like the wings of a greedy angel. A bolt of Jennings-blue silk lay across a stainless steel table, its edge singed, its future misapplied. It was wrapped around bricks that were not fabric. The camera zoomed in on the weave—a family threading its legacy through something that would make it rot from the inside out.

He had a metal suitcase in his hand, the kind people chained to themselves in stupid movies. My heart beat a little faster. Money had never been a big motivator for me, partly because I’d never had any to be motivated by and partly because my chances of getting any were so fucking slim, why worry about it? But this…this wasn’t money, like you won a hundred bucks on a scratch-off ticket. This was money with a capital M, the kind people killed for. Calder grinned at me. “Right where I left it. Apparently spiders aren’t that interested in gemstones.”

“Darling, let’s go shopping nearby. We’ve been together for so long but I haven’t gifted you anything yet. Today, I’ll buy whatever you like no matter what!” “You?” Thea looked at James disdainfully and mockingly said, “James, what can you buy for me with that pitiful monthly salary of yours? Can you afford beautiful clothes or luxurious cosmetics?” “Thea, money is superficial to me and I’m not short on money,” James said earnestly. To him, there were many other things more valuable than money in this world. Family, friendship, and love are things that money could never buy. Thea took a deep breath. Indeed, James was not short on money in the past.

"What's wrong with liking money?" Sage corrected him, stating, "Money is the foundation of an adult's life. No one would ever complain about having too much money! Although you're so wealthy, aren't you constantly working your butt off for Holcomb Corporation? "Well, you might be working so hard due to the family legacy and responsibility. You're on a whole different level, so it's perfectly understandable that you can't comprehend the thoughts of us ordinary folks."

Mrs Kendrick kept explaining even though its sounding like church sermon in my ears, I glanced at bianca, her mind seems to be far away, she's looking outside the window like a lost girl. "What is inflation? Bianca..." Mrs Kendrick asked, she noticed her mind is somewhere else too. She stood up confidently and answered, "Inflation is the increase of money, leading to devaluation of existing money." "Bravo! Bianca, even though your mind isn't in this class, your brain is present..." She said and some students giggled "Now class, I'm giving you guys a business deal assignment and you are to submit in two weeks time, so I'm going to pair you up and I expect a good job from you guys, you should

Dad aged decades overnight, and he sat slumped on the only old couch that had not been taken. "Sweetheart, I-I'm so sorry..." Dad's voice was hoarse with despair. The company had been maliciously targeted, and even after losing everything, he was still buried under debt, owing ten billion. In desperation, he jumped from a building, leaving Mom and me with 10 billion in debt. The system's voice interrupted my memories. "Player 66, your performance far exceeded expectations. Your understanding of the rules, exploitation of human nature, your composure and ruthlessness... You were practically born for this game. This 10.0988 billion can be withdrawn immediately to pay off your debt, or...

People love saying, “Marry for love, not money.” That’s cute. Really cute. But let me tell you something… It’s much better to cry in a Lamborghini than cry in a slum. Money may not buy love, but it buys comfort. It buys safety. It buys choices. And yes, it absolutely buys happiness. Whoever said otherwise probably already had money or the person is prepared to die in poverty. I dropped my bag and was still admiring the room when I heard movement behind me. I turned just as the bathroom door opened.