Something Borrowed Novels & Stories

Rebecca paused momentarily. Borrow? Well, Rebecca herself had said that it was a loan, and they would repay Carissa once things eased up. Now that her daughter-in-law had phrased it that way, the older woman had no way to retort. Still, Rebecca couldn't help but inwardly criticize Carissa for her lack of understanding. The girl had no family left. What else would she spend her money on if not for the Warren family? Barrett shook his head. "I'll figure something out on my own. I won't need to borrow from you."

“Only if you want to tell me. Otherwise, it’s fine.” Aron had never lacked money, but he understood how even a few could crush someone. Especially a young girl. He didn’t want to make it harder for her. She came to him for help—that was enough. “So, how much?” “I’d like to borrow 100,000…” she hesitated. “I know you have money, but I’ll write an IOU. I swear I’ll pay it back…” “Cash or transfer?” he cut in. “…Cash, if you have it…”

“I borrowed it.” “From who?” “Howie.” Wynn breathed a sigh of relief. She had thought that he borrowed it from a loan shark. “You’ve already borrowed from him too many times. You can’t keep troubling him. Make sure to return it to him soon. I heard he’s getting married.” “I know. I’ll return it to him as soon as I can.” Philip finally looked at Wynn.

I’m just the one who finally admitted it. I stayed on the floor for hours. I was stripping away the ghost. I was deciding what was mine and what was merely borrowed. The apartment, the clothes, the status, the expectations—it was all borrowed. It was all a loan from a firm that charged interest in the form of my own soul.

It is an unknown contact. Unknown: Now you want to know? I squeeze my fingers around the phone. I know who this is, although nameless. Unknown: Easy job. One night. Good money. I stammer, and my heart is faster. Me: How much? The reply comes quickly. Unknown: Just enough to mend your troubles. I gulp. Rent. Food. Information about my parents. All the things I never have. "What if I say no?" I whisper under my breath. The phone buzzes again.

" I looked at Trent as he stood there, pushing me into a corner, and then at Camille with that cold smirk on her face. Over the years, Trent had borrowed money, mooched meals, and never paid back a cent, all in the name of brotherhood. Camille was no better. She had access to my bank account and sent money to her parents every month without asking. Still, the holiday was right around the corner and I did not want to start a fight over something like this. "Fine. Take it." I took a deep breath, picked up the key, and handed it to Trent. Trent snatched it out of my hand and grinned. "That's more like it.

I sighed and leaned back and heard something click behind me. Quickly sitting upright, I turned to see what had made the sound and realized that the fake pillow had moved! Another click echoed through the room and this time a compartment opened in the armrest of the enormous cement throne. I took a peek and inside there was a book. An ancient book by the looks of things. I looked at Freya with wide eyes and then looked at the book again.

"The year after graduation, I worked like my life depended on it. I took three side jobs and didn't stop for a minute. I finally saved seventy-five thousand dollars, and with the fifteen thousand you contributed, we made the down payment on our wedding home. "But on our wedding day, I found out the house was under your mother's name. "Because I loved you, I swallowed it. "Later, when your parents wanted to move in from their hometown, you let them live in the house and took me out to rent a place. "The mortgage was deducted from my salary every month. I gave your mother three thousand a month for living expenses. What about your money? You said you were saving it so we could buy a bigger hou

I needed to find a way to ensure that she stayed because if i lost her now, there was no guarantee that i was ever going to get her back so in a fit of helpless desperation, i decided to use my last and final card. "I'll pay you." I blurted out before she could leave and that seemed to catch her attention. "So you want to buy me?" "Well i wouldn't say buy. its more like a borrowing kind of situation." i knew that wasn't any better but she had me cornered. "Just hear me out okay? i'll pay you Ten million dollars if you agree to be my wife for only one year. Thereafter, we can get divorced and each go our seperate ways." "You rich people really think that the world revolves around you don't yo

Inside were all the records of money Dylan owed me. January 23, 2025, morning: borrowed $50 for a pillow. January 23, 2025, evening: borrowed $200 for wedding shoes. January 24, 2025: borrowed $4,000 for Kelsey's abortion. January 28, 2025, afternoon: borrowed $5,000 for a refrigerator. January 28, 2025, evening: borrowed $3,000 to rent a suit and wedding dress. There were 220 entries in total.