Free Gems No Surveys Novels & Stories

[System Prompt: Count Malphas requests 100 Gems for 'Safe Passage'. [Choice A: Pay the Gems. (Safety guaranteed for 6 hours).] [Choice B: Refuse. (Lethal Trial: The Blood Masquerade begins immediately).] Willa looked at the screen. "Jaxson, those gems are our only currency. If we spend them now, we have nothing for the next level." "I know," Jaxson muttered. He looked at the Count, a smirk playing on his lips—the same smirk he used when he was about to bankrupt a competitor. "The gems stay with us, Count. We’ll take the trial."

Sam gulped in fear, “I-I will take it back—“ “How rude are you to say that to me?” Sam jolted when hearing that backlash. His eyebrows furrowed when looking at the camera. He is panting when asking him, “do you know who are you bothering?! I have something to do and I have so many problems to solve—“ His words are interrupted when it sends again with his tongue licking his upper teeth. USER sends 1000 diamonds to the streamer. USER sends 1000 diamonds to the streamer.

“Oh. Yeah. Of course I remember you.” “Does that mean I win?” “Win what?” “You said if one of your top spenders ever found you in person, they’d get a free fucking session.” Emily’s shoulders dropped. She had written that. “Oh. Right. Yeah, I said that.” “So I won?” “Of course. Congratulations. You win a free fucking session.” Her smile looked strained. Stephen leaned closer to the phone. “A free fucking session? She’s bolder than I thought.” Jacob’s voice rose. “So when can we start?”

"Go on now. I'm listening." "I don't know who-" Floyd began. "Be careful what you say now," I warned. "I want the truth. Nothing but the truth. If I find out that you're lying, our deal's off. So Floyd, let's try that again. Who sent you?" "I swear. I don't know." Beads of sweat rolled off his skin as his fear went up a notch at my threat. "We were contacted to do a job. Someone gave us the girls pictures and the money to do the job. I never got to meet this person and since they were willing to pay a lot of money to get the job done, I didn't ask too many questions. I swear. I'm telling the truth. I-"

Lukas "Sort of, we were given a special permission from the local government to look after these island. It is free for all we just have to register the tourist coming here for their safety should they will be caught in a bad weather or high tide. I applied to buy this for the total access to this islands, but they put a high price to this. It generates high revenue, probably the reason why they don't want to part with it.. We were just worried about the safety of our tourist so we monitor it, for humanitarian reasons. We call it collectively as the gems of the ocean." Their discussion was cut off when Ruby felt the speedboat lessen it's speed.

Put it to his ear. “Gerald,” he said. “Damon.” Almost warm. Almost fond. “It’s been a long time.” “Not long enough.” A pause. Then something that might have been a laugh. “You’ve done well for yourself. I’ve been watching.” “I know.” “Then you know I’m not here to cause trouble.” “You’re sitting outside my best friend’s house at eight in the morning after having us surveilled for months.” He kept his voice flat. “What exactly would causing trouble look like.”

But he had no idea what I was capable of. "Ten laps," I challenged. It wasn't a full-sized pool, making ten laps a fairly short distance. "Fine. What do I get when I win?" His cocksure grin said he already considered the prize his. I considered. A kiss flashed through my mind, but I dismissed it. "A foot massage. Every day for a week." "Sweet! And what do you get if you win?" "The same thing, of course." I moved to the pool's edge. "Ready?"

With homemade apple pie and vanilla ice cream for dessert. Thankfully there was no sign of bozo the entire evening. Felix and Alexa wasted no time going back to 'their' room, and having some alone time. I wouldn't be surprised if my sister is marked and turned tomorrow, her first shift would be this weekend under the full moon. I wanted to text her and ask her how her room was, and if she was going to let him mark her tonight. Sadly I lost my phone the night Lane tried to kill me, I'm guessing he took it. So without my phone I'm now stuck in Zanes room with him, and I could cut the awkwardness with a knife.

Guys, So, I see comments about how to vote for gems. Let me restart by reminding everyone that Divorced My Cheating Husband, Married A Billionaire, now has a new book version. The old book version you are reading now will not have a gem voting function. It's unfortunate and I know it's inconvenient. I apologize for that. Sadly, I can't do anything about it too. :( I still appreciate your support and eagerness to give gems. The gem votes matter as they give the book more visibility on the app.

“What happened?” Ava told her everything. The encounter in the parking lot, the elderly woman’s story about her sick grandson, the money she had handed over without question, and now the discovery that none of it had been real. “There’s no patient,” she finished, her voice tight with frustration. “No Raphel Grey, no heart surgery, no desperate grandmother. I was completely played.” Camilia was quiet for a moment, processing the information with the analytical mind that made her such a good lawyer. “That’s pretty sophisticated for a simple con job. Most scammers don’t do that level of research.”