I Owe You One Novels & Stories

Oswic replied, “And - who are you?” “I am the daughter of the owner of this universe - and soon to be the possessor of the other one. I am Flusciene.” She tilted her neck a little, still not afraid or showing any signs of intimidation and continued, “How about I show you mercy. Return back to your world while you still can and tell them that we're coming to take over.”

Nicole looked at the clock in the room and said, “I’m kind of in a hurry so I’ll make my story brief and comprehensive. After breaking your heart, I owe you an explanation my darling Muhammad.” Muhammad tried switching on the radio on his belt, in hope that anyone on the other end could listen to the conversation if the signal was restored. If Maryam and he were going to die tonight, their death might as well not be in vain. The most important thing was revealing the real identity of The First One.

As I was still in my thoughts. I got a text from Miss Esther on my w******p. You owe me one? Now it's time to pay.

"Don't call your mother. Don't call your father. Just wait until I get back." "Okay," he said. "I mean it, Danny." "I know you mean it." He looked at me with that same expression, the one that was somewhere between certainty and something even more honest. "I'll be here." I left the studio, walked down the corridor, and stepped out the side door into the cold November air. I paused for a moment, hands in my pockets, the announcement still glowing on my phone. I felt the sharp anger of someone who had let herself believe, even for one night, that things were finally steady.

Her cheeks are streaked with tears, lips parted like she wants to speak but can’t find the words. “You don’t owe the world a single damn thing,” I whisper, brushing my thumb over the soft curve of her bottom lip. “Not your pain. Not your guilt. Not even your voice.” She sniffles, eyes locked to mine. “But you owe me something,” I add softly, tilting her chin. She blinks. “What?” “One kiss,” I say. “Just one. To remind me I’m not dreaming.” Her lips twitch like maybe—maybe—that tiny smile she used to wear is trying to come back.

I pointed out sadly. "Then you tell us," Jack said from behind Jordan. I wondered how long he had been there especially since apparently, he was incredibly good at sneaking around without a sound. "I just don't want to disappoint you guys," I practically whispered. My voice grew higher desperate for them to understand. "What happens if one night I'm just with Jordan? Or just with you Jack? What happens then do I owe you one? Do I have to start keeping track?" Jordan leaped at me and wrapped me in his arms before I could even get the last words out of my mouth.

I ask coolly. "You still owe me one….. don't you?". I narrow my eyes in confusion. That's right, after the whole episode of him helping me home, I do owe him one. I sigh in resignation and rub my eyes tiredly. "You couldn't have chosen a worse timing, could you?". I grumble under my breath.

I will, I promise, Just give me some time please," she pleaded. "I don't have time and certainly you can't pay me back even if I give you a whole year or two, but there are other ways we can go about that," he smirked. "Since you can't pay me what you owe me, I own your life, all of you," he added. Kimberly's mouth flew open in shock. "What?" "Meet me at the club in an hour, same room," he said moving away from her and fixed his dark glasses back. "And a kind reminder, don't even think of running, it will be pointless, I have eyes on Josh and your mother in the hospital, don't dare."

“Thank fuck.” Damiano glances at me, and seeing the serious expression in his eyes, I ask, “What’s on your mind?” “One of your men owes me half a mil.” Christ. “Who?” “Giorgio Romano.” The fucking fucker. My eyes flick from Damiano to Renzo, then Franco, before settling on Dario. “Does he owe anyone else money?” The other three shake their heads. I turn my attention to Damiano. “He’s a problem I’m currently dealing with.”

he needed to see it. "How did it go?"he asked impatiently and finally,he gave him what he wanted. He dipped His hands into his pocket and bought out some pictures and Mr Jason's eyes beamed. "You did it!"he chuckled and collected it from him. He turned to his maid with his Palm stretched out and quickly,he placed the bundle of money on it and Mr Jason handed it over to the man. "That's your complete payment"he said"when the full job is done, you will get a bonus..is the woman Alone?