Novel Capital Novels & Stories

Lin Ze's tone was not condensing but the meaning of his words was. The Capital has it all. But this haunted mansion was only a small place that could not compare to the Capital. I heard from Sir Reynold before that the haunted mansion was only a small branch of the Capital. Before Lucas came here, the haunted mansion doesn't have strength to survive on its hunters alone. So they depend on the Capital's supply of demon's energy. Without the Capital's mercy, they won't be able to survive at all. It was the same with resources and information. The ghost market in the haunted mansion was not even one fourth of the Capital. I have heard that the Capital has all kinds of things.

"I'm here to meet with Supreme Capital Group, not you," Christina said sharply. "You declaring anything—don't you think that's completely pointless?" Aspen gave a sly smile. "Then you're the one who's confused. You might not have heard, but Supreme Capital Group is a new company founded by Andrew and me right here in Blumedale. "You tried borrowing money from your old rival? Christie, looks like you're not doing so well in this city after all."

“G****e. He used to live in the One57 Billionaire Building, but he moved out of there and into a building on Park Avenue. His apartment is worth something like fifty million.” “Fifty million,” I gasp. “Are you serious? How could anything be worth fifty million dollars? That’s just crazy.” He shrugs. “Beats me. Must have gold toilets or something.” I laugh a little bit as I picture someone sitting on a gold toilet. Harper sits back down and gives me a shot of tequila. “Drink this, and then go and fuck him stupid.” “I’m not going,” I sharply tell her. “Well, what’s the plan of attack?” she asks. “Are you playing hard to get?”

Love rather than Leverage "Well, that's certainly a headline," Darren whistled, tossing the magazine onto the penthouse coffee table. *'From Contract to Covenant: The Vanderbilt Love Story That Reshaped an Empire'* blazed across the cover, accompanied by the now-iconic photo of Lucas and Sophia with the twins in the morning light. "The stock's up twelve percent," Susan reported, not looking up from her tablet. At three months old, Cat was dozing in her arms while she worked, a common sight these days. "And the wedding planning inquiries have tripled."

Theo had bought *The City of Cycles* for five billion, only to turn around and sell it to Isabella for twice the price, with a penalty clause that held her to extremely unfavorable terms. This was capitalism at its most ruthless. "Mr. Sanchez, your ability to make money is faster than a printing press," Nathan said sarcastically. "Aren’t you worried that you’ll exhaust your luck and suffer later on?" Theo chuckled. "I’ll take that as a compliment, Nathan." Nathan pressed, "I’ll pay you ten billion. I want *The City of Cycles* back." Theo replied coolly, "The City of Cycles already belongs to Miss Moore. Whether or not she sells it to Mr. Nathan is up to her."

"Mia, you won't believe what just happened!" Isabella said happily, as she tried to settle in. Mia looked up from her book, curiosity sparkling. "Try me! What's going on? You didn't get the job.? Isabella dropped onto the couch, exhaling deeply. "Far from it girl, I got more than the job. James Reed offered me an insane proposal." "What kind of proposal?" Mia's eyes widened Isabella hesitated before blurting out the truth. "He wants me to pretend to be his girlfriend, then marry him, and if possible, bore him an heir, and in return, he pays me the sum of $500,000."

Emily added. “Maybe, you don't know this, but Mr Losey suffers from a mental disorder called schizoid personality disorder, which makes it hard for him to communicate his feelings properly, no one around here knows about this, Mr Brian doesn't even know I know. I found out from Angelica and she strictly asked me to not let Brian know. I don't know what both of you share, but he must like you so much to get married to you or even let you live with him” Nina concluded. “Hmmm” Emily sighed.

"You might be able to take my body by force, after all, you're a mob boss. But you can never take my mind, the mind that will decipher those international cyber codes you're so curious about, the ones Elena is after. The choice is yours; either you apologize properly for your ugly jealousy, or those codes will remain locked in that cyber network forever." Matteo, sitting opposite me with his legs crossed, holding an iced strawberry, looked at me defiantly, and for the first time, a terrible admiration appeared on his dark face. His harsh, ruthless mask crumbled, and the dreadful jealousy was giving way to a deep surrender to Nova's unwavering, unyielding intellect.