From Bullets To Billions Novels & Stories

I marveled silently at his speed, the numbers spilling from him like blood from a wound. In my last life, I'd heard Cassius was some sort of young genius version of Warren Buffet, the real Wolf of Wall Street and stuff. Guys like that existed to make money. They like money like sharks like blood. And talking about sharks, that 17% was a shark's bite, but I had no choice - my own funds were a dry well, and I needed that 8 billion like I needed air. In my previous life, I had never thought that I would need 8 billion one day. I got absolutely nothing in my bank account, and that was why that I had to figure out a way to get that 8 billion from Darrren.

If it could only last forever. Bullet has a lot of plans for their future. He wanted to buy a house in Baguio where they could spend the rest of their lives. He said he’d love to build a small coffee shop for her to manage. She’d probably work as a freelance tutor for kids and have her own garden to keep herself busy, something that Bullet also wanted to pursue. Ah, just thinking about the many possibilities they could do together in the future, she feels like she’s on cloud 9.

“Happened with my aunt. She liked cheating.” “Wait so this is like a real thing?” Lulu asked. “The three of you are having babies.” “It seems so,” Lee sighed. “It’s um gonna be kind of complicated, but Scarlett and the babies matter most, so we’re going to make it work.” “Can I ask something?” Lincoln spoke up. “Sure,” I stated. “Which kid is gonna be richer?” “Really Lincoln?!” “Okay I have a question too!” Analeigh said excitedly. “Have you ever thought that becoming a throuple would solve your problems?”

Scarlett's POV A billionaire. The word circled my mind like a vulture, refusing to land, refusing to make sense. I kept testing it, rolling it around in my thoughts like a stone I'd found that might be precious or might be glass. One billion, two hundred and two thousand dollars. The number was so large it stopped meaning anything. Became abstract. A concept rather than reality. But it was real. Sitting in an account with my name on it. Money I could access right now if I wanted. Enough to buy a house. A car. A plane. A small country if I felt ambitious.

Ingrid messaged me at last, feeling completely distraught as she begged me to lend her 800,000 dollars for the surgery. I had been attending a banquet with my dad at that time and didn't see her message until very much later. However, as soon as I saw it, I immediately transferred the money to her. Yet, her second message popped up almost at the same time. She sounded absolutely in despair. "I'll do anything you want as long as you'll lend me the money!"

Romulus shouts as he again tries to beg for his life but a large caliber bullet to his torso shuts him up. Bang! The first bullet seems like it could weaken Romulus by a lot. Bang! The second bullet, Romulus, was on the verge of death. Bang! The third bullet sent Romulus to hell as the regeneration power within his body was completely stopped by the special liquid within the bullet core at the second bullet. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Then all of the bullets got salvo into Remulus’s remaining carcass by Aurelia until she emptied all of the 16 bullets within the pistol chamber.

The reinforced windows didn't just break; they exploded inward in a catastrophic shockwave of jagged shrapnel and blinding white tracer fire. The thirty elites who had just controlled the global economy screamed in absolute, unadulterated terror. The world's most powerful billionaires scrambled across the floor like insects, diving behind overturned leather chairs as the heavy gunfire systematically shredded the priceless artwork, the marble walls, and the custom woodwork of the Sterling empire.

They buy twenty barrels patrols and gasoline in each patrol stations . Late at night , Moo Shang came into the mansion to meet Aurora. With their uncle Pei's help , he was able to get five thousands of guns with ten thousand boxes of bullets , ten thousand handboms , five hundred machine guns with five thousand boxes bullets , two thousand pistols with five thousand boxes of bullets , five hundred boxes of ten landmines and fifty thousand bullet proof vest. The money transferred from Adrian swiss bank accounts. He will send the weapons to her tomorrow night . That night Moo Shang left the mansion at midnight .

Meredith was saying. "Mom stop!" Riley hurriedly tried to stop her mother from talking further. "How can you not know him? He's Aziz Garrett, the CEO of G-tex Corporation and the youngest billionaire in the entire Seattle. His company is a major partner of our BigBest Corporation. Also, he was grandfather's most trusted business partner. Actually, he shared a much more closer relationship with grandfather. How don't you know all these?" Hearing her daughter's words, Meredith almost couldn't believe her ears. This was the man she's tried to make several business connections with in the past but was never successful in securing a deal with his company. She never thought of him to be so... youn

“So… pro tip: volunteering smart beats being shoved into ‘One Bullet.’” The stall for ONE BULLET was… unsettling. A single, gleaming pistol rested under a glass dome, spotlit. Next to it, a target that was just a stylized human silhouette. The tagline flashed: ONE SHOT. ONE KILL. ONE WINNER. ALL LOSERS ERASED. My stomach clenched. “No,” I said. “Not that one. Ever.” “Agreed,” Corvin said. He turned slowly, taking in the rest of the menu with narrowed eyes.