Materialists Characters Novels & Stories

Tara and I watched in excitement and curiosity as things unfolded. Matt slowly walked up to the counter, unsure of what to do or say. Uncertain if the guy was just finding out that he’s gay too. They don't make any indication that they recognized each other as mates. As Matt does his job, his visage is marred by a hint of disinterest. As I observed the tension between the two, I became anxious for these guys. They may be acting in that way just out of astonishment, or perhaps neither of them was interested in boys in the first place.

They had agreed and soon the couple was wed. Mrs Daniels slowly fell in love with her husband. Well at least I hope she did. She then had four children, which was Emily, Edith, Nash and myself. Emily married Mark, he was her highschool best friend. They had thr perfect engagement, an extravagant wedding and gifts from my parents seperately. Mark was a snob. They say money changes people. This is very true. He was a poor boy, that had secured a good job even after failing matric. He had forgotten where he had come from and now he walks with a chip on his shoulder. Emily is the same, Miss Ladida. She is materialistic, the typical gold digger. She flaunts money all around, and how she is so sp

"You know . . . maybe Jason just needs some knocking about. He needs someone to knock the sense back into his thick head." "Shut up, Shawn," Tony chides, shooting him a warning look. "That's the next Alpha. You wouldn't stand a chance against him." "I won't alone," Shawn retorts, looking at Todd and then back to Tony. "But together? Me, you, and Todd? I bet we can take him." "Stop it, guys!" I yell. I barge right through the middle of them, pushing past Shawn’s shoulder, and head straight for the stairs in the direction of my room.

If she got married to that man, her life would be even much more miserable in the future. I admitted that I was a pragmatist, but there was nothing wrong with being pragmatic. Everyone had the right to wish for a better life. People who were always full of material things would pursue love and passion, and those who were lacking in money like me and Kate needed to work hard to develop their careers and earn a lot of money. I did not criticize poor men, but I did despise men who were not trying for the future, especially a man who was both lazy and made excuses for his laziness.

Charlie smiled as he said, “In my memory, my mother is indeed a very frugal person. She has always taught me that I should always be saving money instead of wasting it. She also said that I should not even leave a grain of rice in the bowl when I eat. She is very similar to my father in this aspect. In fact, the both of them actually had no pursuit of material things at all.” Yolden agreed as he said, “That is the reason why your mother and father ended up together. When the both of them were in their prime, young age, they had already had no lowly pursuit of any material items at all. They are not the same as the rest of us who would always be thinking of how we could earn money and gain mo

Meanwhile, Charles, whom I’ve given chance after chance, has just wasted them all. When it comes to effort, Charles loses by a landslide. Matthew, even though he wasn’t from a wealthy family, gave me everything he had. Like buying me lunch even though he’d run out of money afterward, giving me gifts even though he had to save up, and even working part-time so he could take the three of us to see a movie. The point is, even though he was short on money, he wasn’t short on ways to make me happy. Meanwhile, Charles has plenty of money—even more than he needs. But spending it on others feels like a huge burden to him. Or maybe it’s because I’m not actually the woman he loves, so it feels that wa

Failed. Miriam Blackthorn stood in the corridor. Her eyes moved—streamers, the arrangement of us, Rhys's hand still holding mine. Her arms folded. I let go of his hand. Dropped my head. "What is going on in here?" Rhys reached over and took my hand back. I looked at him. He didn't look at me. He looked at his mother. "Mara is our mate, Mom." Quiet. Miriam looked at me for a long moment. Not at her sons. At me. Her expression stayed warm, nearly perfect, the kind of smile that cost nothing because it meant nothing.

In my past life, my selfish son, Mathias Keyton, got himself a girlfriend when he first started studying at university. When he introduced his girlfriend to us, we were very satisfied with her behavior and demeanor. At first, my husband, Thomas Keyton, and I thought that Mathias had already grown up into a mature adult and wanted to settle down with his girlfriend. But who would've thought that reality would be the exact opposite? Mathias' girlfriend, Pamola Dentworth, may have looked fragile and dainty, but she was actually a woman who clung to her mother and prioritized her little brother's needs more than anything else. Also, she was very vain and materialistic.

"Let's all leave, everyone. Harry just can't afford to play this game, even though he's a so-called wealthy heir. Is that all you can offer? I bet it's all just marketing." "People on the Internet nowadays only show us what they want us to see. You can look at it, but you'll lose out if you believe them to be true." "Come on, guys. I think you're all hilarious! He can choose people if he wants, but he doesn't have to. Why are you all so bitter?" "Oh, look. It's a suck-up to the wealthy heir!" "Women nowadays are all so materialistic. They act like dogs to anyone rich."

‘It’s their fault for defying my brother in the first place! “How about this? If this b*stard can give you anything over a thousand dollars, I’ll admit defeat!” “But can he even do that?” “He can’t even buy a single piece of jewelry at a roadside stall!” “Don’t be naive, Xynthia! Love can’t keep you alive!” “Materialistic goods are the basis of love!” Harvey smiled faintly at Harley. “Who said that I can’t afford anything?” “You wouldn’t even know in the first place.”