Forty Thousand Novels & Stories

I didn’t know much about my father, but I knew the type of man who would leave his only child behind like that wasn’t typically well off financially. “What did he leave me?” I asked, more out of curiosity than anything. A car? A few grand? Hopefully enough to allow me to leave this house behind and start fresh— “Ten million dollars.” My mother just about fainted at the staggering number. I would have collapsed, too, had it not been for Ethan’s steadying hand on my shoulder. “Ten… Ten million dollars?” I whispered. Ethan nodded. “There’s more, but we can discuss that in private. Preferably without the sharks circling us.”

"Austin, she needs the number. What was the specific instruction about the headcount?" Austin ran a hand over his face. "Tell her it's the number written on the file, but she needs to remember Brock wrote an instruction that we agreed on before leaving. Tell her to go with '400, no exceptions,' even though the paper says 350. The note says 'Ask Austin for the final number, and remember the rule of four.'" I relayed the information to my mom. "She said the number is 400, no exceptions, and to remember the rule of four?"

I whispered, blinking furiously. Ten. Million. Dollars.

So much worse. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. I fainted.

Such was the power of the Eldor Four. Leonard was surprised as well, but he scoffed at the other three men. "One billion and two hundred million." Wilbur's head was starting to hurt. These guys were out of their mind. "One billion and three hundred million." "One billion and four hundred million." "One billion and five hundred million." Leonard got to his feet. "One billion and six hundred million."

“I-I’m King Dominique?… That’s impossible” Hans stammered in great surprise. How can that be him? That’s not impossible!… “I know that it caused a great shock to you. I understand…. I completely understand your feelings.” Everly gently said. She held Hans’s hands tightly, as she was trying to calm him down while continuing her explanation, “You already know that there’s a lot of things in this world that can’t be explained by science, right?… Just look at me, no one would believe that I lived for a thousand years. It’s simply not possible to happen but still, it’s my reality.”

I woke up out of a nap hearing commotion outside of my room. I tugged at my handcuffs to help me sit up a bit more. I yawned as quietly as I could. Then I slowly started focusing on the commotion outside the room. I heard a woman's voice. It was commanding and harsh. She was talking to a group of men. She was talking about a test subject. Test subject 504F that happened to be my code or whatever you wanted to call it. I heard her discussing with the men that a decision has been made to terminate that test subject. The test subject's powers are beyond what they expected and her powers were surpassing the tools they had to control it. So the test subject had to be terminated before it was out

“Sixty two, Sixty three, Sixty four. . . Eighty seven, Eighty eight, Eighty nine, and Ninety.” I heard a man scream from inside when they counted a Ninety dollars. I mean, Ninety thousand dollars. I heard the sound of hands clasping together in a handshake, chuckles and laughter. Who wouldn’t be happy to be counting Ninety thousand dollars? Although, off the top of my head, I knew all that money was not a hundred percent acquired through legal means. Did I say a hundred? I meant one percent. And this was unarguable. Why was I so sure of this?

“40 billion dollars and ten cents.” “Haha. You’re too petty. I’m calling out 40 billion and 100 dollars. I’m more generous.” “I’ll add 1000 dollars, and that’s the maximum.”

“Don’t worry, I will fuck that rigidity and shyness out of your tiny pussy. I look forward to see what you will turn into in bed.” With he finally undressing himself, I suddenly spot a tattoo right below his navel. It’s an Eastern script, meaning “fortune” and “fate”. It looks exactly like the one that my cohort told me about, the one that she warned me of. I freeze. “Are you OK? Are you ready to do this right now?” Kent checks with me. I inhales deeply, and then look up to him to tell him that I just changed my mind: “No, Kent. I can’t sleep with you now.”