Love And Debt Novels & Stories

“I will help your boyfriend Clear of his debt of Thirteen Trillion Dollars if you will do one thing for me! You will have to surrender yourself to me and allow me make passionate love with you before I pay off the debt of your darling Boyfriend!” “So tell me, Cam, will you allow me F*ck you so hard in exchange to paying Lysander's debt?”

“Not all promises are worth keeping!” he growls, his hand flying to her waist as he pins her against him. She pushes weakly, torn between wanting him to hold her tighter and wishing he would just disappear. “Can’t you see? It’s me you love! You don’t love Maximus! Whatever you feel for him is not love!” “Then what is it?” she cries, her voice breaking with pain. He looks her directly in the eyes, his emotions raw and unrestrained. “It’s debt. Gratitude. Guilt. Loyalty. Pick one. But don’t dress it up as love just to make it easier to live with.”

“Lovey, you can’t just let me be forced to the brink of death due to my debts, right?” Lovey flung his hand off her after he brought up his debts. “It’s fine if you made a loss while gambling. Why are you in debt again?” “Hehe, I couldn’t resist myself while gambling. It’s not a large sum of money. It’ll be fine if I pay them off early,” Scout said. Lovey looked at her brother. She felt like she was looking at a large leech. She could not bear the pressure of being with someone like that.

“Took three hours. But Louise? Her sickness took years, festering in the dark places scripture can’t reach. No es tu culpa. (Not your fault)” “Then why?” The question tore out of me, raw and childlike. “I tried—prayed, obeyed, scrubbed her damn floors—why wasn’t it enough?” Marisol pulled me into her chest, her heartbeat steady against my ear. “Love is not a debt, corazón. You do not earn it—you are it.” Outside, Dragon’s wrench slammed against concrete. “¡Coño! (Damn!)”

After they left, I said to Mr Ackerman, "Do you know who these guys work for? It's Shadow! The scariest loan shark I've ever known. If he knows what you've done, he won't let you go even if you're rich. He doesn't care who you are. Everyone's the same to him. You made a mistake by saving me from them. Anyways, a grand is still a high amount for me. Give me some time to pay it back. I'll pay you back soon since you helped me." "Why don't you just marry me?" "Huh?" "You think you can pay them back twenty million dollars just by serving drinks at the club? Furthermore, it is not your responsibility to pay them back. It's your father who borrowed money from those guys." "Where did you hear it fr

Closing her eyes she held on tightly to him. The dark revelations had almost torn them apart, but they would now bury the painful past behind them. No one would take the blame for what they couldn't have changed. Perhaps the misery from the past had all been fate's doing, and perhaps them meeting and becoming each other's happiness was fate as well. No matter how deep the pain was, only love could be it's cure. And only love could transcend over the desire for vengeance and hate itself. Two people who'd been tied by a blood debt, were now tied by a boundless love that could never be torn apart.

I am about to rush in to see what is wrong when Lanie yells. "You dirty girl! You did the deed, didn't you?" Lucy turns a shade of red I've never seen before. "I love him. I was falling in love with him before the bond fell into place. I was keeping him away from my heart after what happened to me in high school, but I was wrong. He is such a good man, and I can't imagine being away from him. He really is the other half of my soul." I watched as she admitted her feelings, and I was so ecstatic, but I couldn't help but focus on what she said. What happened to her in high school.

“Did I ever say that?” “Then… why—” “Repayment,” Adrian cut him off, swirling the dark liquid in his glass. “A debt owed is not the same as love.” He downed the drink in one swallow, but the taste only burned. Because the truth—the truth he hadn’t admitted even to himself—was that every move, every war, every victory had always circled back to her. And now, she was gone.

I want to cry. I want to break something—anything—just so something in my world reacts the way I feel. But nothing does. Everything stays the same. Nothing cracks. Nothing changes I’m married to a man who doesn’t love me—married into a life I never chose. Married to pay off a debt my parents owed. A debt they created. A debt they couldn’t handle. They didn’t give me away for my “future” or for “love” They used me. They traded me and didn’t give me a heads up

"It’s like the world is trying to subtract me from the equation" "That’s because we’re entering the Twenty-Third Cycle: The Debt of the Dead," Leo said, his voice flat and analytical. His salt-white hair was being pulled toward the ceiling by a magnetic force, and his runes were scrolling through strings of red "DEFICIT" warnings. "In this cycle, you don't exist because you were born; you exist because you are Borrowed. And the High Council is currently using the First Alpha’s heart as the collateral for the loan".