Price I Pay Destiny Is Calling Me Novels & Stories

“You can only call one person. Two, tops. Five minutes.” He powered on the device and handed it to me. Tremors ran through my hand as I scrolled through my phone log. I resolved to dial a number. She picked up after the sixth ring. “So you've finally decided to call, huh?” “Good morning to you too, Mother.” “What's good about the morning?” she hissed. “Are you calling to send me money?” “I need your help, Mother. Please send me 3000 credits. I'd pay you in a few days.”

Being with this Alpha must be ten times better than being stuck with Gamma Price. I have to make this work. No matter what.

Dwyn tapped the call button for me. Beep. Beep. Beep. It rang for a long time with no answer. The livestream chat was probably already celebrating. Jezin immediately sneered, “They saw it’s a livestream and realized you’re borrowing money, so they won’t pick up, right?” As soon as he finished speaking, the call cut off. Dwyn coughed awkwardly, about to smooth things over when my phone suddenly vibrated hard. Caller ID: Hoyles. I hit answer.

Meanwhile... At Smith's Mansion... "Yes, Grandma. I can handle Chelsey and Tita Carina. Everything is going smoothly as planned," Carter was silently talking to his grandmother, the elder Mrs. Smith over the phone. He made sure that nobody was near him when he answered his phone. "Make sure Carter, that you have already got their trust in you," Mrs. Smith told Carter. "I know what I am doing, Grandma, and I am doing this for you and myself," Carter smiled. His real color is now revealed.

Alpha Rex's shadow loomed over me, and my eyes widened in surprise. What was going on? “What the fuck is this?” He gave a wicked smile. “It's a good thing you got yourself banished. You see, Destiny, running a pack demands a lot of money. From keeping the pups well-fed to making sure protection is secured. And what better way to make a lot of money than selling a newly shifted virgin wolf.” My heart dropped. “Let me go, Rex. You've done enough damage.” My voice shook. “Please, let me go.”

It was about sending a message that would echo through every criminal organization on the continent. "What are they offering in terms of negotiation?" Jax asked. "Twenty million in cash, delivered within forty-eight hours, or they start killing our people one by one until we pay up." Diesel's voice was grim. "They've already grabbed Destiny—Viper's old lady—as a down payment on their intentions." The room exploded in angry shouts. Destiny was known by the club, a woman who'd been with them for years and had earned the respect of every member through her fierce loyalty to Viper. The Colombians had just declared war in the most personal way possible.

he voiced and I nodded watching as he walked off, an unsettling feeling arising in my body. . . . . The Next Day Mesi's POV Different thoughts ran through my mind and I silently gave praises to myself for not drinking a lot last night as I sat on the edge of my bed, a tired yawn leaving me in the same motion. My phone began ringing and I frowned at the sound reaching over to grab the device, the unknown number displayed leaving me to hesitantly answer the call. "Hello," I called out. "It's Destiny I got your number from Britt, I hope you don't mind,"

It'd be a sin not to drain his bank account until it's as dry as a desert. [Death God - Rea]: Sweetie, a voice call is a luxury service. 15 credits for ten minutes, 33 for thirty...but for a premium VIP like you, I highly recommend the Monthly Subscription. The notification pings almost before I finish reading my own text. [System: Payment Received] I stare at the string of zeros, nearly bolting upright on Arlo's mattress. [Death God—Rea]: Monthly service starts now. As a bonus, you get to specify my tone and the topic of our chats. ^^

Destiny took her phone from her. "How do you get it?" She asked no one in particular. Just all three. "Send it to my number." The little girl said. "Mention it." "2567.." Destiny stored it and made it ready to go. "Thank you so much and we're sorry too." The couples apologized. "Oh, it's nothing." She put back her shades. She saluted the girl and turned to leave. "Goldie." Her tiny voice called, bringing Destiny to a halt.

But, in the end, she answered. "Hello, Estella. I'm Delia, one of the best managers in Skyrim Entertainment. Someone will pick you up there in the park, just wait for a moment, and we can talk about your price. " And then the call ended. When the call abruptly stopped, she would have responded. She felt jittery and unsure. She didn't know where she got her number or even who she was. There are questions banging in her head. Her mind wanders to the question, but she needs money. The van sped away and was parked in the large parking lot in a matter of minutes.