Price For Freedom Novels & Stories

Eighty dollars. My family was not well off, and I only had eight hundred dollars a month for living expenses. I could not afford it. So, I gave it up. I did not expect him to wait for me downstairs at my dorm that night, his face red as he handed me the hair clip. Back then, he was bright and handsome. While he was dressed plainly, he had the clean look of an innocent young man. I had heard rumors about him before. Everyone said he was stingy. Even when his roommate accidentally used his shampoo a few times, Jason made him pay for it. But now, he was willing to give me such an expensive hair clip.

I growled, “It is corruption.” “It is freedom,” Beverly snapped. “No,” I replied. “Freedom does not make you a servant.” Her face twisted. She attacked. I met her, but I was slower now. Too slow. She ducked beneath my strike, drove her shoulder into my chest, and slammed me backwards into the remains of the council steps. Stone cracked against my spine. I tried to rise, but her clawed foot pinned my chest down.

I slowly sit down on my seat, that is by the window and look out it This is it, after this day I leave behind everything and begin my new life. A new life that would provide my child safety and happiness, this is the end of all the sorrows and tortures. I smile as the train starts and my journey to freedom begins.

I glanced down at my hands and legs, eyes widening in disbelief. "Lucy," Vanessa Parker's voice chimed in, sending a shiver down my spine. "Graduation's around the corner. I need to find a place for my internship, and this real estate agency is offering a 150-dollar discount if I get enough likes on their post. I'm just one short—help me out, will you?" Her tone was polite, almost pleading, but the sound of it made my skin crawl. I turned to face her, her smile seemingly sincere, but a flicker of hatred crossed my mind.

(Natasha's POV) "Freedom. You want freedom. Where would you go, child?" "Anywhere, I could live amongst humans for all I care. I just want to be free." "Free of what?" "The bloodshed" The ghost was silent for a long time. "For every request, there is a price. Are you ready to pay the price?" He asked, and I nodded. I expected that; everything did come with a price, and I had learned that.

And maybe she can also pay for her entire father’s treatment. Brandon, who heard the number, also shook his head. “One million, five hundred thousand, or maybe more, because the base price will be raised to five hundred thousand.” Camellia was riveted; she didn’t think anyone would buy virginity for that much. “Are you sure they’re willing to spend that kind of money, just to get something they won’t have forever?” Looking at the corners of Brandon’s lips twitch, she understood that it must have happened before. “One day you’ll know how absurd humans are, Miss Duncan,” he explained shortly. “For someone with money and power on our client list, that number is the same as candy prices. You don

My lips parted and I looked at him in amazement. "At a young age?" I mumbled. He smiled at me before burying his face on my shoulder again. "Well, my parents gave me a 5million pesos on my 18th birthday back then. They said that it will be the last time that they'll give me money so I should have used it in a proper way." he was telling me a story. "So the first thing I thought was to escalate the money. I built a mall because that's where people usually go to buy their needs besides of wet market." he appended to his story.

150 billion dollars was indeed an astronomical price. Mason had warned others not to raise the price. Hence, now that someone had the audacity to call out such a sky-high price, it was plain that he was challenging Campos Corporation. The host was dumbfounded, but he then said excitedly, “150 billion dollars, going once, going twice… Sold.” In the private room, Freya was astonished. “Who was the one who shouted this price out of the blue? 150 billion dollars? Let me do some math. It’s a lot.”

Of course, if the weapon's power exceeded a certain limit, ordinary people would not be able to purchase it. Such as strategic military weapons like the Octagon. One could only buy it if their combat power of their family’s combat power reached a certain level. David looked at the price and saw that the Octagon was only 200 million Galaxy Dollars. ‘Is it so cheap?’ Based on the system, he could only get one lavish point after he spent 100 million. So, he could only get two f*cking lavish points from buying the Octagon. As for other basic vehicles like spaceships, they would need more than 10 million Galaxy Dollars.

flashback: Amazing it is to have somebody you can rely on, to know that no matter how tough life gets you always have arms to run to without the fear of being judged or misunderstood. That person for me as most people in the universe is the one who brought to this world, my mother. I sank further into the back seat of my car, holding a small emerald box. A gift I brought for my mother dearest, the kindest of them all. She sacrificed her whole life and youth into raising the man I became today. She dressed me, fed me, and made sure I never lacked anything nor let me shed a single tear. The person who never thought of herself only me and my well-being.