Greed All For What Novels & Stories

“And the watch... a fitting mark for the title, I’d say. But titles mean nothing without rewards, Natalie. I did my part, and I want my money.” I laughed, a cold and mirthless sound escaping deep from my throat. I walked around him, scanning him closer. “Cornor, why are you so greedy? Do you know what happens to greedy men?” I leaned closer to his ears, keeping my voice low. “They fall too quickly.” It sounded more like a threat than a telling.

for the entire universe. ​"You have come far, Little Gardener," the voice of the First-Seed echoed, the same white-fire woman appearing as a colossal projection in the void. She wasn't just a hologram; she was the Universal Constant of Greed. "You bring your 'Green' to my classroom, thinking you have found a new way. But your Bloom is just a temporary glitch in my Great Calculation." ​"Calculation?" Kaelen spat, his bronze-lines burning a defiant, brilliant gold. "You call starving billions a 'calculation'? You call turning souls into 'Debt-Units' a formula?"

Accounted for every variable. Nothing would go wrong.

As if thinking for something, he sighed and look away. Obviously, the monster is none other than the shameless one that greed is no bound. It eats whatever comes from a distance. In its final moment, he glance at the distance mountain. Naturally it shouldn't have open its eyes in fear to pulverize to ash, but amidst the pain, its pleading to never perish and look at the man in the distance. But then it realized and shiver as the force that closing its mouth is the source of unreasonable pain its feeling. Then its hear a whisper, “It's fine to be greed for something tasty in the distance, but at the top that exist nowhere, you shouldn't let yourself be the judge!”

I tilted my head slightly, studying them as if they were insects crawling on the floor. “Oh,” I said lightly. “So you have become greedy after realizing that the people now believe and sympathize with you.” Their expressions tightened. “We are not greedy,” Luna Blackwood replied quickly. “We are only asking for what is rightfully ours.” “We believe you will benefit even more from this situation,” Alpha Blackwood added. Interesting. They really believed they had leverage. I pushed myself away from the table and slowly walked toward them. My heels clicked softly against the marble floor, each step deliberate.

“Look, I never asked for you to repay me. I am doing this because you need it. The baby needs these things, Hunter needs these things and you need clothes. I have money, plenty of it. I can help you, if you will let me. Not so that you owe me anything. This is all just a kindness of the heart type of deal to prove to myself that I am kind. I am doing this as the leader of the pack. I want to be known as a fair, kind, and generous alpha to those in need. Now, can we please pick you out a couple of outfits so that we can get out of her? I might have a lot of money but I never have enough time, it seems.” Despite his pretty words Greer still wants to argue, but Liam kills that when he says simp

He was far older than me but Rival packs had older Alphas. He grazed his fingers on his chin, they were in bad need of shaving but knowing who Reece was, It would be a waste of time to suggest that. He itched his pale white skin and stared at me with those sinister blue orbs begore speaking. "Brothers, we have come together again to celebrate the festival of Nights. As we always do. We mingle with other packs. Do with their women what the moon goddess desires." Reece stated in his baritone voice.

His lips curved as he set the glass down. “Took you long enough,” Lust said softly. “I was starting to think you’d forgotten me, Celeste.” Greed smirked faintly, the name sounding foreign now. “Mortals adore masks. I only gave them what they wanted.” Lust rose slowly, the motion deliberate, predatory. “And what do you want, my Celes, my Greed?” The air shimmered as Greed stepped closer. His mortal form peeled away completely, revealing the sin beneath. The glow of wealth incarnate, veins glinting faintly with gold, every movement dripping with allure and danger.

I immediately show the person my fangs. Killer werewolf instincts. I'm ready to tear this mother fucker apart.

To get its blessing, you needed to spill blood. Every time Chase drew Greedy Wolf, it demanded blood. That counted as tribute and sacrifice, letting him tap into its star power afterward. He never dug any deeper than that. Now that Eason brought it up, Chase realized his Greedy Wolf seemed to borrow way more star power than normal. It could even copy the crushing killing intent of the Greedy Wolf Star Lord, the god of slaughter gods. Not just a fraction either. It was more like 70 or 80%. That was honestly ridiculous.