Priceless The Book Novels & Stories

Caitlin, puzzled, examined it, a huge, heavy, leather-bound book, nearly two feet long, and realized it was one of a few books she had not yet read. It was so heavy as she pulled it off the floor and placed it on her thigh. The book must have weighed a good ten pounds, and as she turned the oversized pages, she realized it was a rare volume, hundreds of years old. She could be sent to jail for being here, she realized, for doing all this, sitting here, trespassing, holding these invaluable items, which collectively were worth millions. She knew, having worked with rare books, how much they were worth. They were priceless.

even though Gemma and Kayden are forever priceless. Once again, I apologise and thank you for your commitment to this book. God bless you all _Ella Malcolm

Lancelot was an entrepreneur, I mean, he had his own business, and the coffee shop was fine, so he had money. “But I couldn’t buy it on the spot, right?” Casper said, still gloating. “It would take a few months,” he said. I just watched the conversation and saw how far it would go. I didn’t think Casper was that kind of guy. Likewise, I mean, he was never poor, but it wasn’t like he could buy everything as well. Likewise, I was also never the person with more money, so there was no reason for him to act that way. Maybe it was just a grudge against Lancelot.

My name is Joseph Chapman. I met one of my best friends, Lance Ellis, in college. When the holidays came around, he invited me over to his place. Lance lived with his mom. It was just the two of them in a big house. The moment I stepped inside, I noticed a pair of women's high heels sitting neatly on the shoe rack. Inside one of the heels was a pair of worn stockings. They looked… weirdly tempting. While Lance was not paying attention, I quietly reached out, picked up the stockings, and brought them to my nose. I breathed in.

I smiled at her coyly before stating cynically, "That haute couture gown you're wearing costs $1.5 million. That diamond necklace you're wearing is $36 million. "All those manors you have overseas and the jewelry you have are the joint assets I legally share with Evan as husband and wife." I gestured at the asset valuation column on the divorce papers. "If you can’t pay it back, well, your youth is still worth something at least. I’ll let you have it as a gift."

I said in an irritated tone. "Hey!" She snapped suddenly. "Not all of us are born all high and noble. Some of us don't have a choice." Her face saddened for a split second before she smiled again. "Besides," she said, resting a book on the table. "Knowledge is more expensive than jewels. And this right here, is rare knowledge." I leaned in and looked at the book closely. But in all honesty, I'm not the least interested in some book. I don't care how expensive or rare it is.

"I'm gonna count—" "If you throw that book in that goddamn window, I swear to all Gods that I'm gonna kick your ass outta here. That's a limited edition of a hard-bound book so don't you dare. That is more precious compared to your face," I blurted out and sat on my bed. I should punish this little devil. "Alright! Alright! Chill, Lushiane." She slowly put down the book on the bedside table. "Everything will not end up like this when you welcome me with all of your heart, my dear bestie," she frantically said and held her chest.

She had forgotten how she could drop ridiculous amounts of money without blinking on useless designer items that just sat around looking pretty. I built all this–one drink at a time, one contract after another, painstakingly accumulated over the years. ... I gave myself a week off. During that week, my phone practically exploded with calls. Headhunters and CEOs from major companies were all reaching out, offering incredibly tempting positions just to get me on board. Among them was Melanie's biggest rival and the true industry leader, Everise Group. Fiona Edwards, Everise Group's CEO, personally called me three times. The offer she made was impossible to refuse.

This book has found you for a reason. Or maybe fate has led you here. So buckle up, sit back, grab some popcorn and relax as I take you on this chaotic ride that is going to change your life forever. I will tell you how I became a trillionaire, got revenge on my enemies and had the most eligible and richest bachelors chasing me at the age of eighteen. Only a complete nincompoop will dare to close their eyes and shut their ears as I tell my story. Don’t do that.

When I inquired about the pricing, I was told to look in the back. The cost of the item was ten dollars. I attempted to bargain for a lower price. I gave a price of $5. She glanced at me and said, "Handsome, you don't have any money, bring the $5." She simultaneously collected the money and the book. She wrapped it and offered it to me, then took out her card and urged me to take it, but I was bored since she talked too much.