Peach Blossom Debt Novels & Stories

"She's just eighteen!" "The debt must be paid," the former Alpha said coldly. He stood on his porch, looking down at us like we were insects. "You borrowed fifty thousand dollars, and promised to pay it back in three months. It's been more than six months now, yet I haven't received a dime from your family. Did you think that money came for free?" "We'll pay you back," my father begged. "Just give us more time to—" "You have nothing! You are nothing. But your daughter..." The Alpha's eyes raked over me, and I felt sick to my stomach again. "She can work off the debt. She is young and healthy. Ten years of service to the Alpha's family should cover it."

Busy means I don't think about gold eyes or whispered promises or the way he looked at me that morning like I was something he needed to scrub off his record. My phone buzzes in my apron pocket. Calendar reminder. Payment due: The Hollow. $800. Right. That. The debt's been my shadow since I was twelve. Mom and Dad's hospital bills, insurance gaps, money borrowed from people who don't ask how old you are, just whether you can pay. Eleven years of interest piling on interest. The principal hasn't budged. I've got six hundred in my account. Two hundred short. Again. They'll come. They always do.

He frowned. I smiled. “Dad was in huge debt. He owed about five million dollars to Mr Luciano’s family. And when Mr Luciano came to collect the money, he made an offer since dad didn’t have it. He said he would clear the debt if I married him and took care of Luca and Lovie.” “So you are married to him?” He asked, with a deep frown. “I won’t say that. I am only here to take care of Luca and Lovie.” I said, pecking his cheek.

THE DEBT Sophia Martinez sat in the upscale office overlooking Central Park, trying not to panic as she looked at the number on the document in front of her. $150,000. That's what she owed to Blackwood Private Capital, a private lending firm that had given her a business loan two years ago when no bank would touch her startup. The business had failed. Spectacularly. And now the loan was due, with interest compounded, and Sophia had exactly $3,847 in her bank account.

I swallowed and lifted my head to look at them again. "How much do you owe, I'll talk to De Mevius." Dad shook his head as if my words were hopeless and ineffective. "Two million, Amanda. And if we don't pay, you'll be affected. It's hard to talk to De Mevius, we don't want you to be affected either. They'll kill us, Amanda." I was almost depressed especially when I heard that, two million? Why are they in debt two million?

“Records? What sorts of records are you talking about, Zeke?” “He has debts,” Zeke confirmed, his voice dropping to a low growl. “Big, ugly debts, mostly to my father’s shell corporations, but others, too. He’s always been reckless with capital. The debt he paid off with your name is just one of many, there’s a long list of angry debtors he’s stacking up.” I smiled. “This is your big plan, isn’t it?”

"This is Rebecca Finch from Consolidated Debt Solutions. I'm calling regarding your outstanding balance of forty-nine thousand, two hundred and seventeen dollars." Forty-nine thousand. It went up again. "I don't have it," I say. My voice sounds hollow. "We've been very patient, Miss Ashford. But we need to discuss immediate payment options. We understand you recently completed a surrogacy contract with substantial compensation." My stomach drops. "How do you know about that?" "We make it our business to know about our clients' financial situations. One hundred thousand dollars would more than cover your debt. When can we expect payment?"

The penthouse dining table is a slab of cold, expensive obsidian, reflecting the dim glow of the city lights outside. Rhea stares at the screen of her phone, the light stinging her eyes. Credit Alert: $500,000.00 Ref: Since you didn’t use the black card, here’s your reward for staying obedient. Punishment for leaving would be priceless It isn't a reward. It’s a weight. Every dollar is another link in the chain, another layer of debt she can never hope to climb out of.

They walked into his office, with the door making a loud noise at the impact with the wall. They barged into the office, and this time, they came calculated. They got access to the records, and they knew how much Mia owed him and how much her friend did as well. They had calculated everything down to the ridiculous interest rate he added to their debt. It was so bad that the girls did not even realise how fucked up their situation was. The interest was so high that by the time they think that they are done with their debt, they would have a much higher debt left to be cleared.

Nate's Pov She said yes. I watched the word leave her lips like she was signing her own prison sentence instead of saving her father’s life. Serena Voss. After ten years, here she was, older, exhausted, still the same girl who dragged me out of freezing water and vanished. She had no idea. “You’re really going to wipe the entire debt?” she asked again, leaning forward in the chair like she expected me to laugh and say it was a joke. “Every cent,” I replied. “Medical bills, interest, late fees, everything your family owes Calloway Financial disappears the moment you sign.”