Unbreakable Greed Novels & Stories

"You're letting a mere surrogate look at your phone?" "Yeah," He said with a nod, his voice very soft. "You can look through it whenever you want. As much as you want." "Enough!" I shook him off, my eyes cold. "How long are you rich people going to keep playing these games? When the woman you loved died, your first thought wasn't to stay loyal to her. It was to spend money on a stand-in. After you find one, you put her on a pedestal when you're happy, then throw her into the bin once you get bored."

Ohhh" she replied. "Take your time, I just want you to know that I like you very much, and I want you very much" "You also want to marry me, make me the mother of your kids? " Yes, can I propose now? Her beautiful eyes were amused. ________________________________________ Hurting myself was what I do Best, lingering on broken memories. What's broken is broken. It can't be fixed. Still my heart felt used. Fekit discarded, even hurting her hurts me more than it should.

At least then I could make some money. My stomach sunk lower when I saw the entire meal was destroyed. During his angry spell, Rick threw the food on the floor. The chicken was covered in dirt. As if he took his precious time stepping on each piece. The rice was scattered around. I sighed. It was the only thing I could do. Refusing to shed one more tear tonight. Gathering my strength, I reached for the broom and commenced cleaning the mess. By the time it was midnight I was back in my room with a growling tummy. I lay there revisiting the idea of breaking a few laws to put some money in my pockets. It was on nights like this that I felt the need for cash more than any.

"Touch me again with that finger, and then you will truly know what I can do and what I cannot." Greed smirks. “Oh, seeing you this way is exciting. It makes me want to push all of your buttons, Sin. And it is not just me. We all," he says, pausing to point at the rest. "We all want to provoke you and see what you will do when you finally reach your peak." "I created you. You should be terrified to say those words to me. But it seems you lack fear." Greed smiles. "Well, maybe you should have created Fear. That way, I would have one more sibling. You know I always want more than I already have."

Greed consumed their thoughts as they discussed how to secretly attack a rival pack, the Moonstone Pack, and claim their territory. Eden, known for his cruelty and calculating nature, leaned back in his chair, his piercing eyes cold and devoid of compassion. His voice held a sinister edge as he spoke to his men, "Gentlemen, the Moonstone Pack poses a potential threat to our dominance. We must act swiftly and decisively if we are to maintain our stronghold in these lands. Tonight, we shall plan their demise."

There was a loud crunch as he fell to the ground. Another advanced on me just as I finished with the first one, grabbing at my neck. The beast stumbled to me, a nightmare of blazing yellow eyes, its wide-open mouth dripping with thick, acrid saliva. I ducked under his greedy hands, bringing my head up between his arms. I whacked my head into his nose, watching him tumble over in pain. I grabbed his shoulders and kneed him in the groin as if my life depended on it. Well, I guess it kinda did.

Tears were now out of the question, this was not the time for petty sorrow and self pity, I was starving and thirsty, but both men refused to provide me with anything other than death threats. "You're both devils." I don't think I have ever felt so much hatred for another human being until now. "So I've been told." Eye patch muttered, his attention remaining solely on the game in front of him. "You're both sick bastards and I hope you burn in hell." It was partly dehydration and hunger talking, but I nonetheless I meant what I said. "Is that so? How 'bout I take you with us?" Eye patch answered again, stalking towards me, I didn't break eye contact, I knew exactly what he was about to do and

He has dark circles under his eyes and swears he looks like a raccoon. Aiden lets out of breath as he lowers his head, but his eyes catch something, and they snap back up, looking into the mirror. His eyes go to his neck, and to his horror, instead of Thaddeus's beautiful mark, he sees a horrible jagged scar. Aiden raises his hand, and shaky fingers reach for his neck. Tears fall before his fingers even get a chance to touch it. His fingers shook, hovering over the mark that was once so beautiful, and screamed loud and clear he belonged to Thaddeus. His heart breaks even more than it already did, and he wonders why he is still alive.

Izan grunted as he banged his head against his pillow repeatedly, the undiluted urge coming to the surface and when it took over, it wanted just one thing. Astra.

Mitchell asked " Why is it that people always think that billionaires don't have girlfriends or wives? " Diana asked " Uuhm haven't you read every other book that has a billionaire? Most of them don't want to get attached to someone or they just have a cold heart " Mitchell answered " And what if this rich billionaire has a cold heart? " Diana asked " Well every cold heart just needs some warmth and eventually it'll melt" Mitchell asked " You sound so sure. Maybe his heart is just too cold to melt" Diana said as she tried to discourage her best friend a little bit