Short Stories On Greed Novels & Stories

And being able to spot the lies spewed by some of the most cunning people in our world was a gift I often used to remain at the top of the food chain. It was how I ruled and how I played. If I wanted something, needed it, or couldn't get enough of it, I did whatever necessary to get it. Greed presented itself in every aspect of my day and followed me well into my slumber. I was, in every meaning of the word, greedy.

Quincy loved her to the bone. Jessica sneered and coldly asked, "What if I want my son to inherit the Gootal Group?" Old Mr. Lee's expression changed, and his sharp gaze narrowed dangerously. Such audacity, such greed! "Is that your intention?" Jessica shrugged, seemingly admitting it. Old Mr. Lee sneered, "Impossible! Young lady, your ambition is too big, you're daydreaming. How could I agree to such a condition? The proverb says, 'greed will overreach itself', don't you understand?"

“Why did I do it? Why else? For the money of course, he was living his life so full of worry while my mother and our family were alone without anything. So what if his mother was chased out of the family and they cut off all ties with her because my mother lied against her?! In the end, they were still sisters, so when she married into a rich family, why didn’t she come back and giveus some money, instead, she did not try to contact us and just lived her rich woman’s lifestyle.” At his confession. Gift’s eyes widened in shock and so did the whimpering waitresses who were within ear shot. “Wait. Zenith is your cousin and the reason why you got close to him was to steal from him?” She had acc

the gray reprimanded him excessively severely, “the farmer - we - wanted to share, but the neighbor was too greedy. He wanted everything, and of course the farmer cannot give that to him because he has to survive himself. Do you actually know what greed is and what it can make of friends? ” “ But are all other peoples except us greedy? ” “ Raen, answer my question: do you know what greed is? ”Insisted the old teacher. "But ..." "There is no but here in class, you should have learned that slowly!" Warned the gray man in a slightly raised voice.

“Because if you do… I will give you a reward you have never experienced in your entire life.” A strange light appeared in Greg’s eyes—the light of greed and hunger for power. He nodded firmly, promising himself that this would finally be his moment. To be continued…

“Problems only happen when you start devouring outta greed. It doesn’t really matter what you’re after - money, things, lives, power. If you eat up a lot of it, you’re gonna hurt the hell out of a lot of others in the process. And I can’t abide by that, not even a little bit. Shit really angers me deep down. Like, blood boiling, can’t control my trigger finger angry. “If greed was a person I could evaporate with my gun, I wouldn’t even hesitate to pull the trigger on them. Not even for a fraction of a second.”

No blood was spilled, no lives needed to be saved every day, and no cursed vampires trying to end her life every now and then. "Can you even call that greed?" She mumbled, asking herself. It was always the case. Humans yearn for what they don't have. People who weren't born into a well off family strive to have better lives. On the contrary, people who are born wealthy are either never content with what they have or have wished to have a simpler and less complicated life. There are some who even choose to escape from it. It wasn’t the same for everyone, but it was very rare to find someone who was truly satisfied with what they had. Unfortunately, she wasn't one of those rare people, but her

Why? Greed. They wanted to win more, to have more, more than they had a minute before, a second before, but this was where they made a mistake. In the race called achieving more, they forget what they had and how precious that thing was. Even if that was the smallest among the biggest kits, those things were valuable, beautiful, and they once made us happy, remarkably happy. Yet we threw them away for wealth. And that was how rapidly greed blinded men when they saw money, and it destroyed them and everything around them.

There was one solitary, big book on a low table between them. "The title of the tale is The Binding of Autumn," he began, his voice an entrancing whisper just in harmony with the shriek of the fire. “It's the tale of a harvest god who offers a mortal woman a choice: one night of absolute freedom for one year of unimaginable riches for her people." He didn't move as his eyes met hers. "The consent is the matter at hand. It must be freely bestowed, not coerced, and whispered three times into the skin of his throat." “Do you have any idea what sort of story you're going to be reading me tonight?”

I said, stretching my hands out to collect what was mine, not minding whatever he was offering and the hunger that grumbled in my belly. "Fine, one thousand it is." He said bending over to get his cash and handing it over to me. Greed is when you see that flash in their eyes you place your stakes and that is what I did with him, I smiled as I triumphantly walked out of the room with the cash in my hand, eyes were fixed on me and I quickly remembered what he said, the town is not godly after all I shoved the cash into my pocket and walked hastily my leg can, eyes were already devouring me.