King Of Greed Free Novels & Stories

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, maybe you're right if you would have followed your first mind and stayed dead she could still be here. It's amazing you could convince other people to do your bidding but you couldn't convince her to save her own life." I covered my ears with my hands. His voice continued to vibrate in my head. I wasn't going to let him get to me. "You see, the Gattani family doesn't take too kindly with people taking advantage of their generosity. You could have had the world at your fingertips but you got greedy. Don't you know money is the root to all evil?" "Shut up!" "My, my, my I told you to eat. They say people get grouchy when they haven't eaten.

A man stood up after her, walking and taking her place as I walked back to sit down, my heart drumming not believing the love all these people had for their king. "Your majesties, my name is Gregory, the king's second in command, the first vampire he turned, following him to the burning fires even in death. Glenda has said it all and I am not good with speeches, so, as much as we hold so much hate for the werewolves, for the king's sake we will take her majesty as our own to protect and respect until his majesty says otherwise. With that, I give the majesties this gift which is the heart of the last dinosaur coated in layers and layers of gold, said to bring good luck." He said walking up to

He thought he had hidden enough, but he couldn't believe that his eyes had accused out. Jame's hands clenched my neck, despite the thin skin peeling off. I made a successful bet. Jame had a love for King David. He's a brave Alpha and will fall in love with another Alpha. Or rather, he's just like me. It's all alpha masquerading, not purebred wolves. I realized this every time the king invaded the territory. James alone is allowed to take care of David. He kicks everyone out. More importantly, every time looks at David, Jame always exudes cheerful pride. It is not the same as the feeling of worshiping the superior.

He asked, looking into the young man’s eyes. Hayward was silent for several seconds. This was the tough part. “Yes. I cannot promise that this will work. There is a chance that the king, or his generals, whoever is deciding, will simply take it as a challenge. But there’s one thing that’ll almost always work on them: greed.” Hayward’s green eyes sparkled.

We will never take and accept a werewolf as our king’’ Minister Freda spat bitterly. ‘’The king is dead and his words can be overlooked. Like it had been proposed earlier, the alpha can be gifted with gold and precious stones as much as he wants’’ Frank Zorah added. ‘’Oh really? So tell me how Frank Zorah was? Laya asked, hovering over him. Frank Zorah could pee in his pants given any second.

Alexander rambled out his thoughts as he paced back and forth infront of the fireplace once again. "Son, did you miss the first half of my news? Korrine gave me over eight hundred million dollars. We don't need Caldwell and his band of thieves anymore. Their choices, decisions and opinions are theirs to keep. They can't dangle their money over our heads to ensure they get their way. You are free to be with whomever you believe is best for you." King Reginald reminded his son, as he walked towards him before gripping his shoulder. Yes, the Royal Washington Family of the North American Werewolf Kingdom was finally free.

"What?" "Severe debt. Not public knowledge, of course, but enough to make them turn entertainment into currency. These contests are their gold mines now." It sounded absurd at first. A royal pack? In debt? But then again, greed and desperation made fine bedfellows. "So it's true then," I murmured. "The mighty kingdom feeds on blood and bets." "Be glad," she said. "Their desperation works in our favor. Especially since you've attracted the highest wagers."

And it's true, Veto is the living proof of that. I witnessed him turning from a loyal and humble dog to a greedy and sly fox. I had saw it with my own two eyes how he had killed the King Lycaon. How his eyes were filled of greed, envy and hatred as he strike the late king with his swords and how his mouth moves upward when he saw King Lycaon bleeding in his feet. That's how people can easily change the moment they give in to their greed. The Gods are right. Greed is power.

“We’ll incite High Cliff by taking their princess from Donnelly. Then you’ll have two realms after your head. Not to mention Donnelly has that dragon. Do you really wish to risk all that just because you couldn’t throw another boy?” Ignoring the insult against himself, the king waved an unconcerned hand. “My sources tell me the Donnelly dragon’s dead.” “Fine then.” Greggor belched and picked up an apple from his side table before dusting it off against his chest and biting into it. “Start a war with Donnelly. Who am I to deny the most powerful man in the kingdom?” After winking at the king for his mocking flare over the title, he inadvertently spit apple chunks when he added, “But seriously,

“Your Highness, the pleasure is mine. It’s such an honor. I never imagined I would meet the king of Freedonia.” Elise was shaking from nervousness, but the king patted her hand. He said, “Relax, you are in good hands with the Wrights. Graham is a fine man. His family is well respected and has good values.” The fact that it came from the king himself felt reassuring. She smiled and said back, “Thank you, Your Highness.” “Your Highness, Sir,” Chester called, and the king turned to him. “Graham here is disrespecting you. He claimed just now that he is richer than the monarch.”