Miramounts Ghost Mga Nobela at Kwento

All it cost was a signature on a marriage certificate. "Is that the only reason you’re here, or is there a bill I need to pay?" She shifted. The mother disappeared, and the predator took her place. "Lorenzo has a concept for moving assets through the blockchain." "You mean a crypto-scam." She waved a manicured hand. "He calls it 'Ghost-Coin.' It’s untraceable. He needs a seed investment to get the servers running. Several other families are already in, and it wouldn't look right for the Rivera matriarch to be left behind."

“Try? I don’t have a single penny left!” I shrugged. “There’s always a way. Even though Zoe and I aren't friends anymore, I still think you’ve got potential.” I nudged him into buying a ticket for two dollars. I bought one too, then secretly swapped tickets with him. He won and got 30,000 dollars. I pretended to be surprised. “Oh goodness! How lucky! You’re about to hit a streak. Trust me, this is just the start of your big luck.” He went home happily, and he even found two gold bars lying around on the way back! This time, he walked through the door tall and proud.

"I understand. Good luck, mysterious man." I pushed open the door and stepped out into the cool evening air. In the distance, a train whistle blew as it headed out into the vast, empty desert. My satellite phone rang. It was my handler. "Ghost, got a new job. Eastern Europe. An arms dealer. S-class difficulty." "The price?" "Twenty million. US." I started the engine, feeling the deep rumble. "I'll take it." I ended the call and hit the gas. The truck shot forward into the twilight like an arrow.

he said, “my mother’s journals might explain what she did.” Mira pulled out a candle. “If we get attacked by vengeful spirits, I’m blaming you.” “Understood.” They searched for hours. Mira found fascinating things: a genealogy chart featuring names that sounded like rejected video game bosses; a ledger listing magical expenditures (including “13 ounces of soul glass—return to supplier”); and a sketch of the very mirror from the chapel. “Found it!” she shouted, nearly dropping the parchment in excitement. Adrian joined her, brushing dust from the page.

She told Almera all about her kill and shook her money pouch happily. Mira giggled foolishly as she thought of the 17 gold coins and 80 silver pieces in her money pouch. Almera narrowed her eyes. Her brother was going to pay for taking advantage of her little fool. Just because her little fool didn't understand the price those stands could fetch, didn't mean she didn't!

I had the money but my business was going to suffer if I released all of them at once, especially with everything that was going on. Ghost shook his head, disagreeing with my decision. “No, I didn’t give Mr Martinez the money in installments, so I want the complete money at once.” I sucked my teeth, standing up from the bench. “Ghost, have you forgotten about how I saved your life? Don’t you remember what you told me after?” Ghost let out a defeated sigh. “Fine.” He raised his hands in surrender. “I owe you one.” He said, running his hands through his hair.

Myra gritted her teeth and took out her phone to transfer the money. After the first time came the second, and the third. "Myra, look at this new divine beast mount. It's a server-wide limited release. With this, the account's value doubles!" "Myra, I got camped in the arena. I need to buy materials for top-tier potions." "Myra, there's a guild war. I need to hand out money to boost morale!" The excuses varied wildly, and the amounts went from a few hundred dollars to several thousand dollars. At first, Myra would ask a few questions, but later she mechanically transferred the money. The balance in her banking app was dropping steeply. In there was over 80% of my salary and bonuses from the

They were shocked by her honesty, she had a chance to keep the money but instead she gave it to them, soul like that are rare to find. Mercy called Amanda up in her chamber, she wanted to thank her once again for helping her family out. Melina called Angela to discuss with her of the ongoing misreads with the contact, she assured her of the modesty in them, it was clear they had no idea of the details in the contract. “it’s okay, ma’am we won’t break the contract, we still have our copy.” Angela was adamant, she knew what they wanted but she stood firm with her rules.

Tasha was devastated about the reality of her being a ghost. She thought she was dead, she had dreams. Even if she acted like a slut whose only interests were parties and getting boys hard for fun. She wanted to be a doctor, just to save lives. But everything was never gonna happen for her, and she thought everything had ended for her.