Money Magnet Novels & Stories

“Aw come on, man. You missed one point there. I told you the jewel is enchanted. That’s why I told you to buy it.” Kazal halted his appraising and heaved a sigh too. “Rein, even if I have the money, 3 billion gold is a no joke, okay? It will hurt me more if the so called enchanted jewel you spoke of turns out to not be enchanted at all. I’ll gnaw you to death if that happens.” Kazal flashed his pair of canines at Rein threateningly before returning to gaze at one of the jewels. Though witnessing those threat, Rein still doesn’t look like he wanted to give up. He crossed his legs on one another and caned his elbow on the counter. “Come on, man. You’re a Golden Retriever so you should buy thos

My superior even asked, "Can you come back to work a little earlier? The management has suddenly announced a test for the second half of the year, and I think you can do it. If you pass, you'll get a year-end bonus of a hundred thousand dollars." I immediately agreed to do it. I counted the days and realized it was almost time for Gregory to cough up money again. There was no way he'd be able to do it; he would lose his mind if two different debtors went after him. That was why I was sure I could resume work earlier than planned. The cards I plastered on the wall seemed to work well. Many people called him because they were interested in the services he could provide; some even offered quite

"Do we believe her?" "I do not know. But Emma, that trust fund is real. That money is real. She cannot take it back." "Money does not undo trauma." "No. But it shows commitment. It shows she is willing to put resources behind her apology." "Or it is guilt money. Trying to buy forgiveness." "Maybe both." We sat there. Papers on the coffee table. Five million reasons to believe Margaret might actually be changing. Or five million dollars in compensation for being a terrible person.

Densely packed financial statements, bank transfers, asset transfers, and shipping lane and dock transfer documents rolled past one by one. The entire crowd watched in dead silence, not daring to blink. Martin was completely dumbfounded, his mouth hanging wide open in shock. Because beneath all of those documents, in the most prominent position possible, was my name on every single line. I looked at Martin's reaction with satisfaction and snapped my fingers. The screen shifted once again. In the report, a single line of text was exceptionally glaring. [Martin's current assets: 0 dollars [Current total debt exceeds one billion dollars.]

"I am sure, but this mentor...there's something that seems different, almost otherworldly." "And her money?" Isabella asked, and her curiosity piqued even further. Mahesh chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Ah, her money," he said, placing his glass on the table. "Rachna's wealth is not inherited or earned through conventional means. It's as if it appeared out of thin air, mysteriously finding its way into her life at just the right moments. The underlying cardinal rule, 'Money Begets Money,' applies to her very well. It will apply to you and me as well. All you need is a start."

"Please, Morgan, if you do not help me out, then be ready to watch me commit suicide as I cannot be an old man's sex slave…" "So what do we do? Where do I get such money from? I only have 3 million dollars in my account, and with your beauty, they will start bidding from 20 million dollars. How am I supposed to outbid that?" Morgan demanded, and I asked, "Can't you ask your Dad? He works for Henshaw groups as the company's manager. Please…"

The very moment he was inside, I shut it behind us. Silence swallowed the room, and he waited without a single word. I got to Maya's chair, dragging shaking fingers through my hair before forcing myself to speak. "The company..." My throat tightened. "Stone Magic is still in serious debt. Even with the help of the large machinery." Frost didn't move. I kept talking, pouring everything out to him. "Even with all the large machines, even running them day and night, we still can't meet up with the required amount. And we..." I paused, taking in a deep breath.

Eretia knew it. Mrs Elaina Martins pushed a cheque to her. “This is your payment. The money I promised you and this too.” She gave Eretia black card. It was Gold Mall special shopping card. She could shop at the Mall without paying a penny. Eretia took the cheque and card. "One Million Dollars!" She gasped out with a wide eye. "Yes Eretia." Mrs Elaina replied. "But...we.. didn't..agree..to one millions dollars. This is too much." Eretia objected. She wondered if Mrs Elaina was offering this much to tell her to stay away from her son.

As I sobbed, desperate, unsure what to do next, something began to form on the altar. Frantic, I moved closer. To my astonishment, a black gem appeared. It was spinning fast and grew bigger and bigger until suddenly it stopped, hovering above the flat stone surface. It was the size of an egg. Specks of silver, green, blue, red, brown, gold, and indigo covered it - the colors of the seven magics. "I see her." Cindy's voice cut through my anguish and the falling rocks. I snatched up the gem and shoved it in my pocket. I didn't know what the jewel meant, but I wasn't leaving it behind.

He had never seen physical money before because everything was purchased by card when he first went out with Jennet. Little Veen inhaled, and then he sighed. “Master, allow me to introduce you to this thing,” he raised a note of money that appeared before him, “This is money. This is another source of happiness as well as greed for humans.”