Unbreakable Greed Novels & Stories

he demanded, his tone condescending, as if she were a naive teenager who didn't understand the basics of contraception. Marianne's mind raced, her thoughts jumbled in confusion. What did he expect from unprotected sex? A miracle? A dog in a gift box? She opened her mouth to respond, but the words caught in her throat. Greg's anger was suffocating, his face red with rage, his eyes blazing with a fury that made her fear for her safety and that of her daughter and unborn child.

' J: haha hold on, so you want me to believe this myth? A: I do not expect you to believe whatever I say but I am just telling you and later, you can verify from your grandma. So as I was saying, your grandma who thought she could not protect you alone had a deal with me to protect you and in turn, I asked to be your mate.' J: oh I see... and how does my best friend come into all of this?' A: you see, your best friend by some means got to know about the pendant of generations and the fortunes that come with it and she been blinded with greed, wants to have it to herself even though she can never have it.'

This was literally life or death… “Wait, please!” I whispered, looking down at the ground. My heart was still pounding as I felt his grip tighten. Perhaps he thought I was going to confess my love for the Scots or their ideals. Well, that wouldn’t be too far off, since I did this because of just that—their ideals. But first, I was going to betray them. I looked up and met the face of a man eager to kill. But somehow, I could hear my grandmother’s voice inside my head: never underestimate a woman’s wit or a man’s stupidity to fall for it. The words gave me courage, and I pressed on.

Regret crashed over me like relentless waves. As the years rolled on, it felt like relentless waves were pummeling me, each threatening to drown me. However, no other girl came to my rescue. No girl swam through the storm to pull me to safety. In the moments before I drifted away, my head throbbed with pain, and I could barely make out the sound of a sweet but frantic female voice. "Doctor, we'll pay whatever it takes. Just... Please wait. I'll sell this bracelet and be right back with the money for his treatment."

SOFIE We reached the final clause. My gaze froze. The number glared back at me, surreal and monstrous. One million dollars, like a price tag on my failure. Panic snapped through my chest. My throat tightened as I whispered, “You do understand I don’t have that kind of money, right?” His eyes narrowed, cutting through the space between us. “Are you planning to break the contract?” “No, but—” His voice sliced through my protest, cold and unyielding. “Then you have nothing to worry about, do you?”

The man's loyalty extended only as far as his own ambition. A bitter smile touched my lips. He was so utterly, transparently predictable and that predictability was going to be his ruin. My revenge wouldn't just be about taking back my money, it would be about destroying them from the inside out, using their own greed and disloyalty as the tools of their destruction.

Ava The mansion was unusually silent that morning, but it wasn’t peace. The calm was deceptive, like the moment just before a storm breaks over the ocean. I could feel tension coiling in the air, subtle but insistent, like a low vibration beneath the polished floors. Adrian’s empire was vast, meticulously structured, and carefully monitored, but no matter how much control he exerted, he could never fully anticipate the ways human nature intruded on order. Today, I would witness how ambition, desire, and fear could combine to create fractures that even the most vigilant could struggle to mend.

“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…

he said, looking up from his paperwork at the table. "Why do you have such intense rogue protocol?" "That's a simple answer. My Grandfather was greedy and heartless. He wanted territory and no one to try and take it. The rogue protocol ensures no one crosses pack borders without prior notifications. His mate was killed by Rogues before he turned so evil. I think that broke him. The oracle who was around when he was a young Alpha told me he used to be different. Even after he marked and mated my grandmother, he never was the same. She said the death of his first mate broke him. Turn his soul black. When my grandmother killed herself, he didn't even morn her. He just continued with his evil ru