Paid Novels & Stories

Payment received at: 2am 18/06/2023 Payment from: Globus bank Account name: Donaldson Terris. Helma froze at the end of the text. Donald had paid her debts. She tapped herself and pinched herself serval times to make sure she wasn't dreaming or imagining things. She screamed and had tears in her eyes. She had so many things to say, but there were no words. She had been bothered about her debts but Donald had helped her clear them. She walked to Donald's room holding her phone in her hand and tears in her eyes.

“No need, ma’am. This is about Mr. Joey Carlton?” “Yes.” The voice added, “No worries…it says here the account’s been settled.” Elvie blinked, staring at all the yellows, oranges, and reds on her screen, not really deciphering her words. “Excuse me? What do you mean by being settled?” The woman sighed. "It says here that a payment has been made. You no longer owe us anything, ma’am. The debt your brother had on this facility had been paid. Is there anything else you need help with today?”

I wonder just how far your pathetic company will get without Noelle. But Julian didn't seem to hear a word. He just kept crying, begging for my forgiveness. Dad ordered the guards to kick him out. By the time Zoey arrived, Julian had already been dumped on the ground, looking utterly disheveled. She rushed over to help him up, looking genuinely concerned as she asked, "Mr. Grant, why do you even bother? "Ms. Jones' getting married soon… You should just let her go." But Julian simply shoved her away and rasped, "Leave. I'll give you some money—enough for you to live comfortably for the rest of your life without working.

"I'll be a bit late today." "That's okay. I've arranged a proposal for you. Have a look at it when you're in. Sign it if you think it's okay." Greg replied. "Okay." "Madam, your bill is fifteen thousand and six hundred dollar," the receptionist said. "Can I pay with PayPal?" Stella asked. "Yes, sure." When Stella was logging into her PayPal account on her phone, someone next to her handed the receptionist a bank card. "I'll pay for her."

She saw a chair and sat down as someone made their way to the door and answered. "Good morning Penelope, how can I help?" "Good morning, Dr. Paxton. This is Luna Riley. She is visiting from the Silver Moon Pack. She's been sick all morning, and we were hoping you would see her?" "Of course, come in, Riley! Let's get you in the exam room." "Thank you, Dr. Paxton." Riley said as Dr. Paxton helped her up and led her down a hallway all the way to the back of the house to a door on the right next to a back door entrance.

"You can buy her a dress, but everything else comes out of my paycheck." "Small amounts at a time, but I promise you can pay me back every cent." "Okay, I can live with that, but please talk to me first next time." "I'll be out of your hair soon and you won't need to worry about it." My heart squeezed tightly within my chest. ***

The saleswoman interrupted him by saying, “I’m sorry, sir. Your payment didn’t go through.” “What?” Daryl was stunned once again. If his payment did not go through, then the one that did was... He swiftly turned to Zayn! Impossible. There was no way it could be him. How could that tramp possibly afford to pay 300,000 dollars? The saleswoman continued to say, “The successful payment is Mr. Larson’s. Mr. Lee, your payment failed because of inadequate funds in your bank card.”

I didn’t want anything about me to stand out. I wasted no time once I was changed. After jogging the rest of the way into town, and asking directions a couple of times I found myself staring at the entrance of the bus station. This is the only part of my plan I had not planned, I did not know where I was going to go. In the end I decided to leave it to fate. I took a deep breath and went inside. With all the confidence I could muster I approached the ticket counter “When does the next bus leave?” I asked, “Ten minutes, they are loading now if you want a ticket.” the attendant responded and without hesitation I replied “i’ll take it. all the way to it’s last stop.” the attendant looked at m

I stood in the kitchen, dicing some vegetables for the food I was cooking for dinner. I had gotten my first pay just yesterday, and used a small amount for the groceries we needed at home. Everything has just been so strange these past few days. It was nearly as if a magical wand had touched my step father. Suddenly, he was in such a good mood, that he was almost never at home, and when he was, he sat down in the garage welding for people, while humming some Korean old songs.

Every meal was a painful ordeal, and they fueled my hatred toward Celine and Shawn. I swore that I would make whoever hurt me pay for the harm they'd caused to me.