Greed All For What Novels & Stories

If I ask for more, it will look like greed, and I know exactly how dangerous a greedy wolf can be. "Very well. One million tokens will be loaded onto your card the moment the elixir stabilizes." Leonidas does not care about the silver, but if my wolf wants to keep strict financial boundaries, he will allow it. "Are your jaws completely certain this method will succeed?" "Your eyes already know that my words are true." His large hands tighten around my small waist again, anchoring me firmly against his solid lap.

She was finally scared and worried for me. Gordon was furious. “Wake up, Nia! Jonah is just after your money! Can’t you see that?!” He then sighed. “Since you’re such a bad judge of character, let’s cancel our upcoming business deals. My company doesn’t need a partner like you!” Just then, the paramedics came in with a stretcher. Gordon quickly followed me and the medics into the ambulance. Nia wanted to say something, but she swallowed the words on her tongue.

Phil groaned. Jodie pouted. "Fine!"

Three days later, Shawn came to see me looking happy, with a thick stack of documents in his hands. "Nina, it's done. Harrison agreed." His voice was trembling with excitement. "A ten percent share in Grandview Tech under Fletcher Group. Harrison transferred it directly into your name and said it was a gift for his future great-grandchild!" I raised an eyebrow and took the share transfer agreement from him. That was certainly generous, but it only made Shawn look even more useless.

The world was bending—not because a god had been summoned, but because men believed they could profit from the arrival of a god Astrid straightened, Alpha authority rising to fill the chamber. “If they want to bargain for crowns,” she said quietly, “then we remind them what crowns are made of.” She said with full authority as the Alpha of the Greymoon pack. I met her gaze.“Blood,” I said.“And responsibility,” she answered. The seals at her wrist flared. Not in warning.In readiness. And across the hall, Lucian finally understood: The market was open. But he was no longer the only one who was setting prices.

--- --- Clearer. --- --- And finally— --- Free. --- ---

That might be one of the cause. Man, greed can be as scary as that, huh? Reminds me of the time where I mass bought all the in-game items for my dating simulation game. Because of my greed, I ended up having to settle for a single cup ramen every day for a whole month after finishing my allowance for that month. I shook my head and heaved a sigh. I just hope that was not a case. Handling greedy people can be tough.

These 271 scripts were pure earth-based geno-scripts. In the end, he could shorten the list with one skill that he felt would help him the most. "Alright! I guess I'll go with this one." Creed clicked on the option that said "Poison Nullification" The moment he clicked on it another notification popped up in front of him. [Congratulations Mr. Creed Griffon! you have made a successful purchase. 159000 credits have been deducted from your account.] Creed cloud I'd also a new notification. He soon opened and saw a new folder shared with him. His curiosity peaked and clicked it immediately.

“Right now, the antidote is the closest guarded secret in my pack. You’ve insinuated that we’re not family. Why would I share it with you for free?” My claws slowly extended, and Gordon glanced at them but to his credit, showed no fear. “What’s your price, then?” I growled. His eyes glinted, and for a second, I understood a little bit what people saw when they looked at me—someone who had power. Gordon held all the cards, at least for now—and the motherfucker knew it. “My terms are simple,” he shrugged. ‘Say them before I rip out your throat,’ Fenrath growled.

Not even if you bankrupted yourself would you have enough to bribe him. The Elder who had screamed that out clears his throat in embarrassment. A few seconds of silence before the room erupts into arguments once more, each Elder vying to have their idea heard. Their voices blend into a cacophony of ambition and greed, their gestures becoming more animated as they envision the potential benefits to themselves. I observe silently, noting the way their eyes shine with avarice, the way their scents change as they become intoxicated by visions of increased power.