I Owe You One นิยาย & เรื่องราว

~EVE~ “You owe me,” Inyoka walked up to me suddenly and said. “I want you to repay me now,” My forehead furrowed trying to think of where she was coming or going with this, “I don’t owe anybody, rather they do the owing, I don’t know what you are talking about,” I said boldly walking away from her. “Then I shall have your throat slit, maybe you will remember what you owe me,” Inyoka threatened and I came to a halt and turned to her.

Was that pride? “For the record,” I said, shooting a finger at him. “Let it be known that I only did this because I don't enjoy owing people favors,” I said. He nodded. “Oh so.. you just paid me one favor. You still owe me one, yeah?” he said with a wink. I felt my body heat up. Fuck, what is wrong with you Riven, get yourself together. “In your dreams,” I retorted. “Now, please get up. You have to leave,” I said.

I ask, smartly. He smirks at me then responds, “I will but first, you owe me” He tells me. I raise my eyesbrows in mock surprise, “I do? I wasn’t aware.” Roman steps closer to me then bends and whispers into my ear, “You owe me, not just one but multiple”

"You're out here playing Florence Nightingale for a guy who makes cayotes look cuddly. What's next? Adopting a pet basilisk?" I caught his hand, his skin fever-hot against mine. "I owe him." "Owe him what? A kidney?" He leaned in, whiskey breath mingling with my sigh. "Or is this another one of your twisted redemption projects?" "A lifetime," I snapped, the words clawing out of me. "I owe him a lifetime, Liam. Not that you'd understand."

My eyes zeroed in on his messsge and I cracked a small smile as I read his message. Avery: Yes, I am your lifesaver, and what would you do without me? Absolutely nothing. And yes, you do own me. I swear to God, one day I’m going to demand a sum of money from you, in exchange for the amount of times which you’ve ‘owed’ me.

Three years after my family committed me to a psychiatric hospital, I finally managed to escape. But my freedom didn't mean much, not when the cancer had already metastasized. Knowing my days were numbered, I just wanted one decent meal. I used the pocket change I'd scraped together from collecting recycling to buy an ice cream cone—something I had never been allowed to try before. I stood on the street, happily enjoying it, when a metal chain suddenly whipped across my face. "Chantal is seriously ill, and you have the nerve to stand here enjoying yourself? I knew you always wanted her dead." It was my mother, whom I hadn't seen in years. She screamed hysterically, swinging the heavy met

“It's the money I owe you.” “Owe?” “Plus interest.” Dominico scowls and practically glares at me. “Who said you owe me money?” •

DAMON No one knew we had gotten into town. We had expected to arrive earlier but car troubles had other things in mind. “Why the f*ck should a rental have any issue? That's f*cking annoying, I should sue their f*cking asses!” Mason ranted.

“Then calculate how much I owe you. I’ll pay you back.” Dora: “…”

You owe me one thing. **