Mr Krabs Greed Novels & Stories

"All I know is that you're all going to start hurting soon." "What?" Glen asked and abruptly felt a pang of pain in his stomach. "Bleurgh—!!!" He was on his knees even before he managed another word and vomited out a mouthful of twitching, living larvae. "W-What's this?!" Glen stared at the pests in disbelief, and pointed a trembling finger at Frank even as he shuddered, "South Sea Crow… You…" "What?" Frank stood, folding his arms before his chest as more Turnbulls dropped to their knees around him, and shook his head in disappointment. "You're supposedly a dynasty of businessmen, so why are you so foolish?"

His greed was as disgusting as his crooked face. Steve Harvey, husband to Kathy Clawson, handled finances. Together with Fred, he manipulated the company's financial records and accounts. He was also responsible for constantly cutting into staff pay with excuses of declining company profits which he was responsible for. Outwardly a gentleman but nothing more but a thieving priest in suit.

Quincy loved her to the bone. Jessica sneered and coldly asked, "What if I want my son to inherit the Gootal Group?" Old Mr. Lee's expression changed, and his sharp gaze narrowed dangerously. Such audacity, such greed! "Is that your intention?" Jessica shrugged, seemingly admitting it. Old Mr. Lee sneered, "Impossible! Young lady, your ambition is too big, you're daydreaming. How could I agree to such a condition? The proverb says, 'greed will overreach itself', don't you understand?"

"A person's greed can never be satiated." Minerva looked at her in confusion. "Aunt Sabrina, what do you mean? A person's greed can never be satiated? Could it be that this fake Yvonne not only wants to hog over Marcus but also Kingston? That won't work. She is related to Kingston by blood!"

the silence that filled the room was defeaning, so much that if a needle was dropped onto the ground, the sound will be heard. Greed is a incurable disease, which once gotten it takes a lot of effort to get rid of it. I thought, watching as Adrian’s eyes lingered on the pen and contract. Before he finally took the contract and flipped through it quickly to the last page to append his signature. If he hadn't been blinded by greed, he would have seen the clause present i had added to the proposal with the aid of Ethan's company, the clause would allow Vale Capital to completely seize the company if their quarterly performance did not meet the required expectations. Adrian's focus was solely on

she thought. She eagerly presented the cooked crab. Mabel hesitated, then tasted it. Her eyes widened. “It’s delicious!” She ate like a happy little hamster. Alex felt genuinely glad for Clar. Lucas, however, remained unimpressed. He didn’t understand what was so appealing about “those smelly river creatures.”

` he said over a glass of water. I smiled. `I knew he would try to play smart with the money. Kyle is a greedy and proud man. He would rather steal than watch his company and family go broke. He has bills to pay and an expensive fiancée to take care of. When the twenty million dollars came, he had to think of ways to cut from the money, so he started with excuses for low sales and turnout to prevent anyone from questioning him. Unfortunately, his team members are honest people, so it's obvious why they didn`t cover for him.`

New-age money was troublesome to sort and calculate, and he hadn’t gotten accustomed to them as yet. Jarvaldo smacked his lips, losing count of the collection and would have to start counting again. “This money will barely buy food, much less to purchase those expensive marakachos from the pirates of the Vale.” “I’m hungry right now,” Rovell complained and patted his flat and firm stomach. “And the Mother Superior already wants to exorcise the unquiet spirit of gluttony out of me. Although there’s something fishy about Father Ramcrook.”

My long, black fingernails clicked rhythmically against the armrest of my chair. ​"Are you absolutely sure of this?" I asked, my voice low and dangerous. ​"Y-yes, Master," he rasped. ​Krug is a goblin, a hideous creature who escaped the pits of Hell just like I did. He was everything unholy, a monster that didn't belong in the world of men. He had served me for a thousand years, his only loyalty fueled by fear and his own disgusting desires.

She handed the menu to Edwin, "Order whatever you like to eat." Edwin opened the menu and said in surprise, "Everything is expensive here! The King Crab costs 100 dollars per pound, and a king crab usually weighs approximately 10 pounds. It would cost 1000 dollars!" "Just order whatever you like. It's okay" Stella said simply. Putting a hand over her mouth, she continued, "I'll let you in on a secret, I'm actually the owner of this shop." Edwin opened his eyes wide in disbelief, "Really?"