From Bullets To Billions Novels & Stories

"One hundred and forty million. They’re calling you a visionary in the press. Behind closed doors? They’re calling you a liability." ​I didn't look up from the blueprints spread across my desk. I kept my compass steady, marking the perimeter of my new empire. "If you’re here to offer a post-mortem on my financial decisions, Mr. König, you’re late. The check has already cleared."

“Yes, money oils everything.” “I suppose you have many charities that you support?” He smiles at me. “No.” “Why not? You’re a billionaire. Think how much good you can do in the world.” He walks towards me with my drink. “Stop being naïve, Star. How do you think one becomes a billionaire in the first place?” I scowl as I take my drink from him. “I’m a billionaire because I made millions of people all around the world poorer. Through immoral and illegal means, I acquired resources for a fraction of the price they should have been. What should have belonged to the people I took for myself.”

Unexpectedly, he was just helping to drive the hype. Everyone must have gone insane. Five point eight billion US dollars? How many people could afford that? As he thought of that, he regretted missing the first pill. He sank in despair, regretting his foolishness. He clenched his teeth and decided to bite the bullet. He raised his voice again and shouted, “Six billion! I offer six…” Before he could finish his sentence, the man who offered five point eight billion shouted again, “Six point eight billion! Six point eight!”

I sighed as I mentally facepalmed myself. “No! I really want to hear it, it’s just that I don’t know much about guns and stuff.” She said with a keen interest and I felt happy to know that she was interested in what I had to say. “I can teach you.” I commented and she nodded with a smile as I told her about the progress we are making in the ammunition, automobile, clothing and all of our other empires. Hazel shrieked when I told her we’re going from being a billionaire to being a quadrillionaire. We spoke the rest of the night and had even missed dinner.

"Yeah, there’s someone who had some of these bullets, and they sure as fuck worked. These bullets can kill so fast that if you were in wolf form, the body doesn’t even revert to human form. Emmet Garrons produced fucking thousands. I've still not fully managed to account for all fifty thousand. I'm trying to track them down, but you may want to let other packs know, just in case any of them come into contact with them." "There’s been two cases that now seem to make sense." Rayhan said quietly. "Uncle, remember I mentioned it to you, how we were unable to figure out how the rogue that I found near my pack was killed?" "Yeah, that was a couple months back… Luckily, there haven’t been many stor

"I know you're wondering what you're doing here, you're wondering why I called you? But wonder no more because I want to bring you an offer that will take away your problems." Marcus hands her the document. Sophia quickly goes through it. But she does not speak. "You look a little confused. I'll have Marcus spell it out for you. Marcus, please do the honours." "Yes, sir. So, Miss Sophia Carter, Mr Alexander Blackwood is proposing a marriage contract between the two of you. In exchange for getting married to him, you, Miss Sophia Carter, will get a total of 2 million dollars." Sophia looks confused and disgusted. "What is this? What nonsense is this?"

"This is the one. Rather than that bus you intend to take, an Uber would do. I'm pretty sure he'd offer to drive you back." I stared bug-eyed at the instances of ridiculousness. "That is a white dress, Harper, and an Uber for this journey means ridiculous money! Can I afford that?" "Broooo!" Harper shook me. "You're way too used to saving that you've stopped enjoying life. Remember that if this works out, it will lessen your struggles in a way…" she brought her head and her voice lower. "you could even get married to a billionaire…" She jumbled up the words and muttered the last part, thinking I wouldn't catch what she said. "What was that?"

Furthermore the price are quite cheap too . The navy admiral wants to buy five hundred undersea guns and five thousand boxes of bullets of fifty. The airforce booked five hundred tranquilizer's gun. He had heard the gun from the team they send for the competition. The gun makes the men weak and fainted for hours. Su Ling added the droll performance and then all the three admirals wants to buy a hundred pieces for their departments. Su Ling promised prepare the others in a month but the military team can come and take the vehicles and guns once a week until all the orders had been fulfill . The minister of treasury paid three hundred million over to Su Ling for all the orders and the vehicles

We have reached the point where it is acceptable for us to be hurt because the people we love the most are the ones who hurt us the most, right? However, "we" is not everyone. We are not the same; the world population is about 7.6 billion and more up to date, meaning that there are seven billion different people out there. We do not all perceive life the same way; the way Jean sees an elephant is not the same way Anna sees an elephant. Lara may see it as what it is - an animal, while Maya may see it as tension.

"What's the point of having a lot of guns if we can't shoot them? That's like having a tank with no gun! Or a burger with no bun!" "Jake, we can't just go out shooting whenever we want just because we want to," Ashley said as she took a big case of bullets out of a crate and handed it to Derek, they were 7.62 x 51 mm bullets, which meant that if they hadn't already unloaded it, there was a minigun somewhere in these crates. "But we have a lot of bullets!"