From Bullets To Billions Novels & Stories

His elite soldiers who were immune to human weapons were now falling, their bodies burned by strange bullets made by the shadowy company Vanguard. "You underestimate modern science, Kaelen," Chloe smiled crookedly, staring blankly at the carnage in front of her. "Ancient powers may inflate your ego, but my family's money can buy bullets that boil your holy blood. Shoot in sight all non-humans!" Chloe ordered her field commander.

My pulse thudded loud inside my own skull—steady, too loud, drowning the sounds from the violins playing softly. Hale scanned slow. “Is that it? Eight hundred billion?” Silence dragged. Long and brutal. My lungs burned. I didn’t dare inhale as I was just waiting for it to all end. At the same time, hoping that Julian won't interfere. Right st that moment, Julian lifted his hand. Slow. Effortless. Like lifting a finger to signal another drink. “Nine hundred billion dollars. Cash.” Gasps tore through the crowd—sharp, and collective, like air sucked out of the room. Heads whipped toward him. Whispers exploded hot and fast, rolling like fire across dry grass.

“How do you even pronounce those figures in words?” “I believe nine zeroes signify billion.” Jessica whistles. “Seven hundred and twenty-six billion. What would you even do with that kind of money?” I shrug. “Invest to get more, I guess.” “One man having that much seems diabolical. Are you sure he isn’t a vampire? How did you meet his son again?”

This new version of her friend possessed a terrifying level of clarity. "The files are on your desk," Elnora said, watching her friend closely. "I didn't know if you’d want to dive right in. We have the quarterly audits, the merger disputes, and—" "I want everything," Robbin interrupted. She sat down, her movements fluid and economical. She didn't fidget with her pens. She didn't check her reflection. She opened the first folder and began to read. For Robbin, the "billions" weren't about the jewelry or the cars. They were about the distance they created between her and the world that had tried to kill her. Every zero in her bank account was another brick in the wall of her fortress.

For one confused second, she didn’t understand what happened. Until warmth spread across her hands. Blood. Too much blood. No. No no no— “Lucien?” His breathing came out rough against her shoulder. Aria looked down. And saw red spreading rapidly through his shirt. The bullet hit him. Oh God. Panic exploded violently through her chest. “Lucien!” Around them chaos erupted again as guards opened fire, shouting echoing throughout the mansion while Victor’s men scattered. But Aria heard none of it clearly anymore. Nothing mattered except Lucien collapsing against her.

But clearly, why would I pay attention to them when I had a big offer waiting out there for me? They were always a great inconvenience to my life, but well, was there anything better than being a billionaire? Of course not. Whenever the journalists felt the need to attack me with questions, my bouncers were always there to guard me out of their proximity. Soon, we reached my car. I hopped into the backseat, fastened my seat belt. Another good thing about being a billionaire was you never had to talk. Gesturing with the eyes, snapping the fingers, clearing the throat, would do the trick. And right now, a snap of my fingers got my driver to start the car.

The henchman next to him gasped and said with a dumbfounded look, "Boss, is... is there something wrong with the machine?" Boss Zhou swallowed hard and counted the numbers on the machine. "One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million, ten million, one hundred million..." The further he went, the more incredible Boss Zhou's tone became. The hair on the little brother's body stood on end. He had never seen so much money in his life. "Ten...Ten billion!" Boss Zhou rubbed his eyes, afraid that he would have hallucinations. But when he rubbed his eyes, the numbers did not change.

Izzy gave me a side hug and motioned me to go to the stage. I went towards the stage and took the mic ,"I don't really know how to start, it's just so overwhelming. First of all, I'm so much thankful to mom and dad to bring me into this world, to give me an amazing childhood and for being with me in every stage of my life. You have been always there with me no matter what. You guys have taught me everything I know. I can never ever repay you what you have done for me. Thank you so much mom, dad for being such an amazing parents to me.

Ray followed my gaze and quickly pulled Malia and me behind one of the cars, Nathan, Ethan and Hayden doing the same before bullets flew everywhere around. Someone just tried to fucking assassinate us.

Leon was touching her casually. “Bullets doesn’t enter the body cleanly. They don’t just pierce the flesh; they shutter the bones. You’re lucky the bullets did not enter your shoulder. You will be useless if that happened.” He retorted. Fully unaware of the flustered Oriana in front of him.