Hunger Games Paylor Novels & Stories

PAYING THE PRICE PRAT 1 Intro; Elara Vane never meant to borrow from monsters. She only wanted to keep her mother alive. With no family left to lean on and a sickness that refuses to slow down, Elara fights through long days and longer nights trying to survive. Every bill chips away at her, every hospital visit drags her deeper into debt, and still she keeps going because quitting isn’t an option when the only parent you have left is dying in front of you.

"Silly, that's a zombie, not a ghost." "You two did great." Paisley walked in our direction, holding the script in her hand. There is a pen stuck on her right ear and as usual, she has pigtails. The only thing that is not usual is her not wearing the vest from the convenience store. She's wearing a simple white shirt and a plaid polo. "Just like I promised you can eat for free in the convenience store. For a month." "Yes!" I raised my hand like a triumph. You have no idea how much I waited for this day to come. Eating whatever you want in a convenience store for free is such a badass.

She gulped more and licked her lips. There was a collective gasp between the males. “I don’t have money,” Penny continued. “When do we get paid?” she asked. Caryn laughed as so did the others. “Paid?” said Caryn. “Penny you are a slave. I highly doubt that you will ever be paid.” “What?” she asked as her eyes became wide and her face twisted with sadness. How would she escape? Caryn shrugged. “That’s what Jerard told us.” “Then what about my basic requirements?” she asked as she rested her elbows on the grass. She was on her second bottle of brew. “Lord, this is lovely,” she said.

After that, her face suddenly turned white from embarrassment: “I don't have enough money right now. Why don’t you keep it in my account first, I will make the payment after I recover enough money…” Today, she only intended to read at Jimmy's Knowledge Pavilion, so she didn't bring much money, after that, she met Yao Tai and consulted him on some matters, due to being too shocked back then, She completely forgot about the matter, noting that just at this moment, she only had about a hundred gold coins, far from a thousand coins. … She felt a sharp tingle on her face as she desperately wished to dig a hole, so she could hide inside. “Don't order food you can't handle! Since you ordered food,

Charlotte received the money and glanced at Paola who was leaving the store, saying, "Thank you, Ms. Fischer, for giving me such a beautiful dress." Paola: "?" Was she tricked?

Zoey was leaning against him, her leg in a cast. Flashing me a triumphant smirk, she said, "Ms. Jones, you're finally here. Come, have a seat. "My foot's injured, so I can't drink. Poor Mr. Grant had to drink for me instead." She was wearing a custom-made gown, with a string of pale pink pearls adorning her neck. I recognized that dress—it was one I'd once seen in a photo on Julian's phone. Back then, I foolishly thought he was planning it as a birthday gift for me. Looking back now, I doubt he even remembered today was my birthday.

Helma was a little surprised and looked at the half-eaten instant noodles in the bowl. "I saw there were instant noodles in the fridge, so I ate them." "Oh no!" The girl looked a little annoyed: "I got this on credit from the program team! You have to pay it back to me tomorrow now that you've eaten it!" Credit?! Helma's eyes widened. "Why are you paying on credit? Doesn't the program team provide food?" The girl looked at Helma curiously. "Didn't you hear the announcement?"

“I brought the device. Feel free to swipe. I will have to take legal action if you are unable to pay.” The pupils anxiously awaited Fay’s humiliation because they all thought she couldn't afford to pay. "Do you want to beg me?" Tom asked Fay, his face beaming with victory. “You still have time to do that before it’s too late.” After giving Tom a contemptuous look, Fay took her credit card from her bag and put it into the machine the manager had provided. The classmates' eyes were filled with intense disdain as they saw this spectacle. "Faye is an expert at feigning wealth. It is not eight dollars, but rather eighty thousand dollars. She is not an affluent family heiress. Is it something she

"Madison, did you see my messages? Cody hasn't had much of an appetite these past couple of days, but he really seems to like Sophie's lunch. "Since you're making lunch anyway, throwing in an extra portion wouldn't be much trouble for you. "Ten dollars a day is plenty. That's what fast food costs out there anyway. Besides, it can't be easy for a single mom raising a kid alone. Just look at it as a little extra grocery money to help cover your bills." Her patronizing tone made me deeply uncomfortable. I had no idea where Ashley had gotten the impression that I was a single mother, but I usually picked my daughter up and dropped her off by myself. Since I tended to dress down in casual clothes