Payday 2 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Sorry, continue." "Why are you so casual about what I'm telling you right now?" she hisses. "Maybe because I'm eighteen and fucking pregnant! My baby's daddy hates me," I almost snap, closing my eyes momentarily. I feel emotional thinking about the situation I'm in. Mya's facial features soften, and she stretches out her hand to touch mine. "It will be fine," she assures gently. The day was alright, and we managed pretty well, until pay day after our shift, "$15 fucking dollars?! Conti, what's this man?!"

, said the girl, standing right beside the boss. “It was all to pay back your money. I swear. They promised to give me more money than my dept amount….so…. I thought of taking it as a good chance to pay off my debt”, the man replied with his head hung low. “So, you decided to pay us back by betraying us. Don’t you dare hung your head low to act like you are feeling guilty. We know well what you were up to”, the girl again said. In response, the man had nothing to say so, he chose to stay quiet in his defense. “Answer it!”, the girl said on the edge of almost screaming.

That I'm Ryder Hawthorne’s future daughter-in-law, not knowing I was only making a fool of myself. I picked the fish Freya threw away, she didn't mind but instead went after the shark. Smart isn't it? Well, I'm not dead am I? Let's see how their relationship lasts. I swear… one day, I’ll make her pay. ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ ~~~Dylan~~~ I sat on the edge of my bed in the dark, staring at the floor like it had answers. Two and a half weeks.

he defended. “Your mom? Really?” Without thinking, I hit the answer and put it on speaker. “Babe!” a guy’s voice spilled out, excited and way too familiar. “What took you so long? That ass nigga Dee keeping you busy or what? I knew it. Anyway, I got the money you sent to me from his account—so yeah, I picked up the new Ferrari today. Posting it on the story in a minute. Can’t you just kill that man and take all his money already? I miss you. I don’t like the idea of sharing my man—”

ASHLEY P.O.V "I don't have anything with me apart from my ID," I replied, attempting to sound bold. But despite my best efforts, my voice betrayed me, coming out shaky instead. As I filled out the loan application, my hands trembled, making it difficult to write my name with confidence. Deep down, I knew my financial history was far from ideal, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of fear that the secretary would reject me outright. However, I couldn't afford to give up hope just yet. There had to be a chance, especially since I no longer owed them any money. Ethan had promised to clear my debt if I came to dinner with him, and I had faith that he, being a wealthy man, would uphold his word.

Paige threatened harshly and still had the sinister grin on her face. Everything she said were all correct. Dylan's entertainment was built on the riches of Adams and she was the main culprit. Her past weak self was so stupid to invest her whole money dime on a man that never loved her back. And when it was time for him to repay her for her tremendous kindness, he gave her death instead and ran off with his shameless whore of a cousin. Now that she was given the second chance to rewrite her mistake, Paige is definitely going to start from repaying her sly fiancée in ten folds!

A day off wouldn’t hurt me and is not like I have any plans and when I get a phone call, I clear my throat before picking up. “Let’s go out.” I grin at the voice on the other side. “The only way I’m stepping out of this room is if you pay.” I throw it like that and expect nothing. She’s as broke as me. “Damn, I was hoping you’re were the one paying. All those double shifts you had. You’re packing money friend.” “Not for you, Lin.” She laughs. “Right college girl.” There’s rustling in the background. “We need a sugar daddy or something. This life sucks.”

he answered agitatedly, his voice filled with fury and hatred. Subsequently, I fished out my own phone and showed him the chat history between me and Shannon. "This is the chat history between Shannon and me, proving that she contacted me before I left for my work trip so that she could borrow my account." The first message from Shannon read, "Rina, I've lost my job. I heard from Mark that live streamers are doing quite well these days. I want to give it a try too, but starting up an account of my own is just too hard! Could I borrow your side account to test the waters?"

Shivering, I wrap my arms around myself and begin to attempt to hail a cab, but before I’m actually able to, a car comes to a squealing halt in front of me, and before I can react, a hand is shooting out of the back, pulling me into it. Gasping, I attempt to stop what is happening, but I’m able to do so and find myself being pulled into the back seat and then held in place as the car begins to move again. “What the hell?” I growl when I’m finally released and can sit up. “Who the fuck are you to..." I don’t get to finish my words before my eyes come to rest on the man sitting in the seat beside me with a look of amusement on his face. “Have you forgotten what day it is, dear daughter?” He as

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.