Novels About Money Novels & Stories

'Unlike the real Lalaine, I don't have a single intention of having a littke chat with y'all' After all, I have been reading this novel repeatedly on my past life so I already got used to how noble's minds works. 'They will try to suck you when you have a something that they can get. Information and wealth. But if you no longer have those, they will turn their heads from you'

Ladies, why do you have to judge a book by its cover? Since when has it been a yardstick to see those in suits and designer wears as the most prosperous people. Because you always see me in my white long robe you have wrongly judged me as a poor person and I had married your boss because I want her to take care of me. You must be ashamed of yourselves. Manageress thank you for your service I have a token of one billion dollars for you at least you can buy four luxurious cars for yourself. Accountant please withdraw another one billion from my cad and give it to her in cash.

"People rush about in this world for nothing more than a few zeroes in their bank accounts. Yet it's precisely those few zeroes that can ease the worries and sorrows of life. "They can use it to keep their parents healthy and protect their children as they grow. But at the same time, those few zeroes also shatter childhood dreams, drain youth with weariness, and fill the world with heartbreak." Cassian immediately caught on, and his gaze darkened. "So, you betrayed your country for money?" James smirked. "Money makes the world go around! In this day and age, money equals power. It lets you enjoy all the finest things in life.

“I need to put together a plan for new ways to make money. And honestly, I have no idea what I am doing.” She gave me a look full of understanding. “I know that feeling. Here we are.” She waved at a row of books. The titles on their covers said things like Modern Money Theories and Trade Between Packs. It already looked helpful. “Let me know if you need anything else,” Lily said. “Actually,” I said, “do you have any suggestions for where to start?” She tapped her chin, thinking. “Well, this one gives a good overall picture,” she said, pulling out a thick book. “And this one looks at ways to make steady, lasting money.”

She felt humiliated begging her boss for money and offering herself to him after boldly rejecting his advances. "Faith, I need to know where the money is going before I just hand you a check," Anthony said firmly. He had a sneaky suspicion that this had to do with what Richie said about her sister. He got up from his chair and walked towards her. Then sat on the chair in front of her so they would be more up close and personal. "My sister is in trouble again. She got involved with some dangerous men, and now I owe them fifty thousand dollars. Please, Anthony, I need the money. I'll give it back to you. I'll sell the house and pay you back," Faith sobbed.

He would be keeping it all for himself, like a dragon would a horde of gold in the fantasy novels. "Oh I can tell you one thing that apparently matters more than money." One of the girl's accompanying Carlos called out from their huddle of women, cutting into their conversation. "Please enlighten." Carlos said raising his hand questioningly. "Apparently not a million dollar dick, but a billion dollar dick." ... "Huh?"

His heart strangely felt healed. Although that woman’s words always made him exasperated, sometimes, they did not make him gnash his teeth either. “But women always hope to have more money, right?” he said in distress. Freya figured it out. She could roughly guess that Rodney was feeling troubled because of Sarah. “If there’s too much money, it’ll just be saved in the bank as mere numbers anyway. A billion dollars is more than enough for us if we want a luxurious life. Buying bags and shoes that’s hundreds of thousands of dollars, living in a luxurious house or a villa, and even having a private airplane. All these are still possible.

Zilch. My nonna always warned me of money's sly ways. How evil was deeply rooted in that mere paper and how it made people twisted. I used to think she was just making a fuss out of nothing. Money was always needed and that's why people do the things they do. Now, I was starting to think she was oh-so right. And goodness knew we needed that money, in any case to save ourselves from a homelessness situation and get Dad his normal drug prescriptions. The responsibilities of the family all fell on me and at this point, I didn't mind stooping to any new low to get some cash.

he explained. “That will cost a huge amount of money!” Annalise exclaimed, but she also felt excited about it. She fears rejection and negative reactions about her work, but she knows that it will help her to grow since everyone has their standard when it comes to books. “This isn’t about money. It’s all about your novel’s potential. So instead of getting worried about the money, you should be worried about finishing your work. Although I’m not trying to pressure you.” Zeno wiped his lips using the table napkin. He’s been sure about helping his wife since he knows that the plot is all about them.

It had been a goal of hers since she published her first book and now she had reached it… although she thought she would’ve felt… different. She was happy, of that there was no doubt, and relieved and a little bit more confident, but there was still a part of her that held back, almost like it was waiting for the other shoe to drop. The part of her that had kept her from ending up homeless and destitute told her that a million dollars meant nothing in today’s economy and if she wasn’t careful, she could lose it all tomorrow. It whispered to her that she couldn’t actually count on the advance cheque Juliet had just handed her because if the book was a flop, she would need to pay all that mone