Favor For A Favor Novels & Stories

She wasn't leaving empty-handed. “So what is it that you want?” He went straight to the point, there was no time for chitchat. “You owe me a favor, and I'm here to collect it.” He chuckled. He doesn't owe favors. If he did something nice, it meant he just wanted to help, and it was always depending on his mood. “And what is this favor you want?” He asked. “An investment." The lady replied a little too quickly. "I can do anything you want, you have one chance to get anything, and what you want is an investment?”

We're not obligated to return the favor someday because we don't owe no one nothing, we swap. We swap for the lesser stress. Or so, that's what we always put our faith in. "Wait! I have an idea!" I exclaimed after raising a thought of what could benefit me, make Sheena feel helpless, and anything that will deserve time and effort for the favor I'll do for her. "What is it? Why do I feel like your thought is not as easy as I wish for it to be and not as good as what you think it is?" She crampled her forehead while belittling her already small pair of green eyes on me.

“Reid, I would say it was a pleasure to see you, but we both know that would be a crock of shit.” “Rose, it’s good seeing you.” Not caring that I was spewing a crock of shit to her. It was part of my charm. “To show goodwill, I will cash in ten of the favors I am owed.” I am trying to show good faith in myself and our working relationship. There weren’t many powerful vampires exactly lining up to help them, and I have consistently proven myself reliable. It didn’t hurt that I have probably around 50 extra favors stored for a later date. “Ladies, always a pleasure as well.”

“I c-can d-do anything in return, just help my home.” This woman is willing to do anything for his help when he clearly told her that he will repay her. Is this woman not thinking about that and really went here to ask for a favor rather than accept this situation as his pay for what she has done? Goodness, this woman is not thinking about her own welfare!

"Manager Ballantine, that's too much! As I just said, I don’t like the two of them and I still have a grudge against them. As long as my great revenge is avenged, the difficulties of your company will be solved. To me, it's just a passing thing, so you don't have to be so polite." Fallon waved her hand and said firmly, "That won't do, they’re separate matters! I will remember all the favors you’ve done for me and will definitely find an opportunity to repay you! Favors need to be repaid tenfold. That's what my father used to tell me since I was a kid..."

My father stated full of sincerity and he smiled like he just discovered that the world is an oblate spheroid and not round nor circle. "It's great to hear that you know that. And... What do you mean we have saved your company?" I replied since forgiveness is so hard to give to these people again in an instant, and I asked him curiously as this thing that he is talking about was the one that made them changed their minds.

Did you really think you could use your baby as leverage to make him cave in? "I won't let you have what you want!" My heart sank. "If you want Lawrence, you can have him. I simply want to protect my baby…" Eloise huffed. "Don't you want to use that baby to keep Lawrie by your side? I won't let you have your way. Today, I'll show you who matters more to him—me or that baby in your belly!" I asked, "Hold on. What are you trying to do? Hello?"

Now, as the three dads exchanged looks, their anger just minutes ago had long faded. "We should bring Loveta back. If we start preparations tonight… we can still make her coming-of-age ceremony happen tomorrow." They'd just begun planning when Aidan received my mind-link request. After we talked, Maxim and Ethan stared at him eagerly. "What did Loveta say? Is she coming back?" Aidan was briefly silent before he took out two vials. "Loveta's coming-of-age ceremony is tomorrow. I'll forgive her for lying to me, and we can slowly teach her some manners… We raised her, after all."

"Favors that can be settled through material objects are easy ones." "Then..." An incredulous look crossed Catherine's face. "You let me work at your shop, paid me a salary, and even helped me find a job at the store next door... All of that was just to settle the favor?" Vance nodded again. "I am deeply grateful for the help you gave me." Catherine's eyes dimmed, all the strength draining from her body as she stumbled back. A fresh sheen of tears flooded her vision—only this time, it wasn't an act.

I was doing you a favour. 'Don't talk to me about fucking favours, boy,' Oscar barked, his face darkening. 'I've been doing you fucking favours since the day your mother spit your miserable life from her body. You wanna talk about things we both know? Well, we both know you don't do nothing for no one unless you have to. You wouldn't know what it was to do somebody a real favour unless they smacked you across your bloody smug face with it.' 'A tad harsh.'