Greed Stories Novels & Stories

"I-it's Mr. Walker's. I-I thought you couldn't have children… I just wanted someone to rely on…" "You b*tch!" Keith slammed his fist into the wall. The bones in his hand cracked instantly, blood dripping down his knuckles. He threw Caroline to the ground like she was nothing but trash, then called the police. Fraud! Extortion! He was going to make her return everything she had taken with interest. When he got home, he told his mother everything. She froze for a few seconds before her face twisted. "No… No… My grandson… My grandson…" she muttered to herself.

Noel raised his eyebrow in surprise. Hm? Did he just gave him Pouch of Greed yeaterday? The pouch will grant you what you want, be it money and anything this world can offer, but if you're greedy enough and wanting more than what’s you’re worthy of, all of the things you asked will disappear or turned into stone. ... Guess this douche's worth ain't that much, huh? "Might be because you're new here, but you need to know well, who is at the top of the food chain here."

Her weak eyes stared at Vincent. "Why are you doing this?" she whispered. Her voice was drained and tormenting. Vincent smiled and pulled a seat from the other side of the room. "Let me tell you a story." He lowers himself into the seat. "Two men ran a gang together. They were best friends and did everything together. One day, they stole a huge amount of money that could change their life forever. But as you know, humans are greedy. The older one plotted and killed the younger one. Just to get the fucked up money!" Vincent yelled.

"Good slut. Sleep now, dream of me using you." Dawn crept, pain throbbing constant reminder. Mia knocked— "Up yet?" I panicked, Jax slipping out window quiet, cock print on my mind. Dressed slow, pussy leaking cum down thighs, sore walk to kitchen. His eyes met mine over coffee, smirk promising: "Anytime." Dirty heat simmered weekend far from done, brother's claim deeper. But guilt twisted with lust Mia chatting clueless, her brother’s cum inside me. He cornered me later by sink, hand under skirt quick fingers sliding folds, parting open. "Shh, anytime quickie," growled dirty.

The emptiness only made me crave him more. I should have felt disgusted, but I didn’t. Instead, I found myself craving his dominance. BDSM or not, I just wanted to forget Lee completely.I wanted something new, something beyond the missionary position and riding him the same old way.

God, I’m turning him on as well. Thirst Trap returns carrying a bunch of things that look like sticks, but I quickly recognize those as a special type of incense. I’ve seen those in the black market while I was on a mission. I don’t know the specifics, but I do know they’ve been used for centuries as mild aphrodisiacs. Why are they doing this, though? I’m already longing for them, and I’m doing fine without this type of assistance. Why would they need it? Something tells me this is not as simple as it seems.

One of the guards told the other one and then they walked closer to me. "King is going to be so happy when he'll find out that we managed to capture this Lycan." The other one spoke, I could see the grin on their faces,"He's definitely going to reward us with gold." Greed... Yes, Greed is what leads one to the last stage of their life--The dangerous and unpredictable one they can't realize waiting ahead for them until they reach it. "We have to tell him soon as he arrives," The one who had a whiter skin tone rubbed his palm together, the eagerness swirling in orbs.

I said, stretching my hands out to collect what was mine, not minding whatever he was offering and the hunger that grumbled in my belly. "Fine, one thousand it is." He said bending over to get his cash and handing it over to me. Greed is when you see that flash in their eyes you place your stakes and that is what I did with him, I smiled as I triumphantly walked out of the room with the cash in my hand, eyes were fixed on me and I quickly remembered what he said, the town is not godly after all I shoved the cash into my pocket and walked hastily my leg can, eyes were already devouring me.

I asked, strangely interested but also disgusted with the man. "Money. I've always been greedy and I know that it's a quality many people hate because even God hates it. But I am greedy and I want a piece of everything. I studied for 17 years, getting my degrees and furthering my studies, I'm very well versed in business and money. Now I run a very successful business, my weekly income is in millions and my yearly profits are through the roof..." He leaned forward, "but you see, my mother runs and owns an empire far greater than mine. Greed, Celeste, greed makes me want a piece of that and I won't get a piece of that unless I've given my mother something she's always wanted for me. I thought

They tell that man and desire are one unity because in fact that desire is always in man. It could be wealth, power, respect from others, office, anything. That desire depends so much on the person, but no matter how much they have, they will never be satisfied because people are greedy. But you always say that in this life I must not be greedy, to be grateful for what I have because greed is sin. I try, I try not to be greedy. But recently, I’ve become more greedy, indeed though I know I shouldn’t be.