Greed Stories Novels & Stories

It motivated him to get better, be stronger, and push harder! If he captured all the Asian markets, he would have done something no other American company had ever done before. But when you have plenty, your appetite increases, and you only want more! Some call it ambitious hunger, and others call it Greed. They wondered if it would be too exotic, too dangerous, too risky, to go out on a limb and explore more.

Ajax asked when I kept quiet. “Yes. And all of them are just idiots. There’s no mastermind among them, just tools.” I snorted, slapping the file shut. “Our pack is worth billions, and they are all well taken care of. Nobody here is starving, homeless, or struggling to survive.” I started walking, heading out of the dungeon. “So explain to me why these idiots keep selling themselves for scraps.” Ajax sighed. “Greed.” “Greed?” I repeated, laughing humorlessly. “Greed is the dumbest reason to betray your own people.”

Victor added pointing towards me with an unfriendly look which I waved towards her. " Just when the old Luna and moon goddess was in, it was like a rule that triplets would be caused so anyone who gave birth to triplets In the human world made sure they separated their children immediately after birth Just to prevent the cause. So on the night of the full moon at both worlds, you three were born in this house indoors in the most hidden room so it can't be traced to anyone nor even the doctor in charge since all were werewolves. So you three parents died during a car accident then I hid the truth and just made you all love each other and still made those bonds even though I lied you were cous

They were afraid that they would end up with nothing because of greed. However, greed was part of human nature... "This time they must be astonished. We paid five times the price; they must be shitting their pants right now," Jack said excitedly

Mom was just a good example, she was so greedy that she wanted her daughter back, but she couldn't have everything of course after agreeing in the first place to completely give me to Amanda. That was pure greediness since they had a plain agreement from the start. Then, the mafia Don was the master of greed but he wanted to teach her a moral lesson of how to be less greedy. That way, he agreed to help her connect with me, but at the same time, he wanted me to be his son's, so Mom wouldn't actually have me. Everything in the dark world was a game of greed, there was no other explanation to it than raw greed. At the same time, the men he got to connect us back were coincidentally the twins an

Every gaze fixed on me, Garrick’s eyes flashing with irritation. “Garrick here,” I began, “is a man of words. But words are all he has. Behind the words is greed, theft, betrayal. He has stolen from me, and he plans to steal from every single one of you, to crown himself the richest among us. I’ll show you how.”

Lilliana asked Maggie and her daughter just shook her head from one side to another in answering no. " Because of love my dear and because of the greed, of course. You see, for people is never enough what they have. They all the time want more and more, and this is how they destroyed their world even if it was not been perfect. They asked for gods, more food, more gold, more time, more power. But when they got what they asked they had to give what they had. -"What they had to give, mommy?" Maggie asked with her sweet voice and suddenly I felt goosebumps on my skin what was that? I don't remember when I felt this feeling. I looked at Maggie again. I couldn't understand what she is doing to m

Tonight felt no different, or so I told myself as the cool night air brushed against my bare shoulders and sent a shiver racing down my spine. The invitation had come sealed in heavy black wax, the address embossed in gold: Palazzo Nero, a sprawling estate on the outskirts of the city that I had only ever heard whispered about in passing. Father’s shipping empire was teetering on the edge of ruin. I knew the numbers better than he realized. Late nights spent poring over ledgers in his study had shown me the truth: creditors circling like vultures, suppliers demanding payment, banks refusing to extend another line of credit. This meeting, he promised, would change everything. A few influentia

Suit pouted childishly at Anderson, and continued, “Do we have a deal, Mr. Anderson?” Anderson stared back and forth between Suit and the scroll. His mind was racing. The contract sounded simple enough. Straightforward, but he did not understand. ‘What did he mean by survive ten stories? Did he not say I was going to tell a story? What does survive the story mean?’ Question after question popped up into his head. He could not help himself. He had no idea exactly what it meant, but one thing was for certain; He would not move forward if he did nothing but constantly question the situation.