Money Heist Genre

Lyra Riley, a twenty-one-year-old virgin psychology major, and Blaze Cunningham, a twenty-five-year-old CEO, have encountered the worst relationships. Blaze has been used for his money and cheated on during all his long-term relationships. Lyra has been dumped time after time for not giving up her most prized possession. Both yearn to find their soulmate, someone to grow old with. And then, one night, Fate steps in for Lyra and takes the lead. Could she finally have found love, or is this another disaster in the making?

Red didn't mean to find out. She was the assistant to a private detective and she needed money. It was a regular night and she went to work, only to find out that her boss wasn't there. He wasn't just gone but truly gone. Now, who was going to pay for her bills? Desperate for money, Red looks for her boss only to find something else. Now, will Red be able to deal with her new problems and most importantly, will she be able to pay for her bills?

Hot and gorgeous Andrius Monterio sets his goals in life. Money, power, and fame. For him, girls were toys to play within his bed to satisfy his needs. But, everything changed when his manang-like secretary came into the picture. Her beautiful neck, silky white skin, and pointed nose didn't left his mind. A bad-mouthed woman who seemed to hate his guts. Andrius lusted Anya. He was fucked up. And, he wanted to fuck his sexy-try too.

My girlfriend keeps saying that she comes from a poor family, but she gives her childhood sweetheart a yacht on our anniversary. I text her to ask about this, but all she does is berate me. "Who do you think you are? How dare you stick your nose into my business! I'll give anyone whatever I want. My money, my call. Get lost!" Unbeknownst to her, I'm covered in blood on the other end of the line.

A short Romance Story! (Completed) Abigail Delaney, the youngest female servant of the Williams household came with the intention to work for a period of time in order to save up enough money to pay for her mother's surgery. Unintentionally, she fell in love with the only son and heir to the Williams empire, Liam Williams.It took just one night to lose her virginity to him. And later discovering she was pregnant, she decided to leave and never return. Hopefully, Liam will never find out that she left with his heir.

"I don't do love. I do contracts." Billionaire Adrian Blackwell has everything money can buy—except the one thing his family's fortune demands: an heir. When his grandfather's will threatens to strip him of his empire unless he produces a child within a year, Adrian makes a calculated decision. No messy emotions, no gold-digging wives—just a simple business transaction with a surrogate. Elena Martinez is drowning in debt, working three jobs to save her father from deportation and pay for his cancer treatment. When a mysterious contract offers her half a million dollars to carry a stranger's baby, she knows it's her only chance to save her family. But their "simple" arrangement becomes dangerously complicated when Elena discovers she's not just carrying Adrian's child—she's carrying the key to a conspiracy that could destroy them both. And as passion ignites between them, they'll learn that some contracts can't contain the heart. In a world where money talks and love whispers, will they risk everything for a chance at something real?

I had not asked my mother for money in three months. She thought I had finally learned to be a good, obedient son and, in a rare act of mercy, sent me a message. "I already had Calvin pay the registration fee. Learn to be more sensible from now on. Stop thinking about scamming money from the family. "I know your dad is having a hard time right now, but since you chose to stay with me, you need to be on the same side as me." When she said this, she did not yet know that I had already transferred my in-state residency out. No one believed that I, Miles Hart, who appeared on the surface to be the young master of a wealthy family, had a closet filled entirely with clothes bought before my parents’ divorce. For three full years, there was not a single new piece of clothing. Every dollar I spent privately had to be submitted through an internal approval system, with a written application and justification. Even fees for school activities required screenshots of official notices and formal quotations. All expenses had to pass the review of my stepfather, Calvin Pierce. Just because my mother constantly suspected I was siding with my father and was afraid I would secretly funnel money to him. A month ago, I needed $500 for a math competition registration fee. Calvin rejected the request again and again. "There isn't enough justification. "Why do you have to participate in this competition? "Wait until the end of the month for unified approval." By the time approval finally came through, the registration window had already closed. Mom did not know that I had endured these three years for only one reason: an in-state residency, which would make college admissions easier. Now, I was officially recommended for admission to a top university. This family was no longer a place I needed to stay in.

On the day I got pregnant again, August decided to give up on gambling and work to provide for the family. I was so touched that I cried. With trembling hands, I handed him the money I had saved up after working odd jobs for a year. Two of the bank notes fell on the floor, and I picked them up before running after him. When I reached the end of the alley, I saw the mafia members who always came to our doorstep to demand repayment of our debt. They treated August respectfully. Apparently, his poverty was just a facade. “Mr. August, do we still need to surround your house and demand payment tomorrow?” August sat in a Lincoln limousine and said nonchalantly, “No need.” He stared at the ring on his finger and sighed. “It’s been years. It’s enough to prove that her love for me is real. She once worked so hard to pay off my debt that she suffered a miscarriage. “I already betrayed her once. It’s time to tell her about my true identity so that she doesn’t have to work so hard anymore.” But Ivy, his childhood friend, pouted. “You can’t! It’s not time yet to reveal the truth! What if she’s like your previous girlfriends and only cares about your money and your identity as a mafia boss? “You should wait a little longer and see whether she wants to have this baby.” August gave a wistful nod. “Alright. I’ll do as you say. In any case, she has been with me for so long. I don’t think she can leave me now.” I clenched the money in my hands and turned around. Tears streamed down my cheeks. I no longer wanted to live this lie dressed as love.

Willow Mason and Knox Wright were nothing but employee and employer in an unconventional employment - pretend girlfriend and boyfriend. She got the money for her sick mother's treatment and he had a facade of a perfect relationship going on. That was until he suddenly got engaged to a business rival's daughter. Realizing she had fallen from being the supposed center of his universe to nothing but the other woman, Willow decides to call it quits. Except, Knox won't let her.

Karina, an abandoned teenager, trapped in her parents' debt where she relies on making money at the night club and coffee shop. Further, she became a feast to vampires who kidnapped her for her blood as baptism of the upcoming third prince of Zorana. When things get tough and there's no one she can hold on to, does her willingness to live be enough to escape the vampires? But, what if she realizes the truth behind her parents' death links to the vampire she fell in love with?