Write Lists For Money

Eamond Richard dies as he lived: ruthless, filthy rich, and utterly alone. Reborn into a medieval world where magic trumps all, he wields Money Magic—a system that turns gold into godlike power. Bankrolling wars, monetizing dragons, and weaponizing debt, Eamond builds an empire with the glee of a shark in a treasury. But beneath his carefree swagger lies a twice-orphaned outcast who knows the real game isn’t wealth… It’s never losing again. Yet for all his schemes, Eamond can’t outrun the system’s fine print: hoard too much, and your soul becomes currency. As terrifying creatures and jealous gods close in, he faces a paradox—the more invincible he becomes, the clearer it is that money can’t buy what he truly wants.

Every word he writes becomes real. Every lie he tells rewrites the world. When a forbidden journal appears before a fallen soul, reality begins to crumble—one sentence at a time. Cursed by a divine author long erased from history, the journal grants its bearer unimaginable power: the ability to twist fate, rewrite truth, and resurrect memories never lived. But power like this comes with a price—every lie written bleeds a sin into the world, and the journal remembers each one. As hidden gods, ancient scribes, and shattered timelines begin to collide, the boy who was once forgotten becomes the center of a war between creation and corruption. How much of reality is truth... and how much was just written in? --- Dark fantasy, forbidden knowledge, reincarnation, betrayal, and a story that rewrites itself. Add to your Library if you dare to read what was never meant to be written. ---

At Houston University's elite campus in Mayfair City, two worlds collide through the lives of Gerald Martinez and Danny Blackwood. Gerald, a scholarship student from the wrong side of town, navigates the marble halls in his thrift store clothes while his dark curls frame a face hardened by necessity. His worn sneakers echo differently against the polished floors than the Italian leather of his classmates. Danny Blackwood represents everything Gerald isn't—trust fund privilege wrapped in designer suits, a Patek Philippe gleaming on his wrist as he slides into his Lamborghini. The heir to a financial empire, Danny moves through university life with the casual arrogance of someone who's never known want. The catalyst for their collision is Xavier Chen, Gerald's former girlfriend who traded love for luxury when she realized Gerald's potential couldn't match her appetite for Hermès bags and Christian Louboutin heels. Now draped on Danny's arm, she's everything Gerald lost and everything Danny effortlessly possesses. Caught between them stands Naomi Ashworth, the conglomerate heiress whose friendship with Gerald puzzles their social circle. While Alice Montgomery, the school's untouchable beauty goddess, watches from her pedestal alongside Danny's inner circle—Yuri and class president Blondie—Gerald finds support in his dormitory under Rick's guidance and his loyal friend Clinton. As tensions escalate between the dormitories—Rick's working-class fortress and Ivar's white-haired kingdom of privilege—the university becomes a battleground where relationships fracture along lines of wealth, loyalty, and ambition. In Mayfair City's first-class restaurants and boutiques, every interaction carries the weight of class warfare disguised as college drama.

[Ding!] [Cashback System Activation Requirement Met!] [System Binding In Progress...!] [System Successfully Linked!] [Spent $1,000. 10x Critical Hit. Earned $10,000. The money has been transferred to account XXX-XXX-XXX] [Spent at least $1,000 on a beautiful lady. Received 1 lottery ticket. Do you want to use it?] [YES][NO] Kyle was a man that has never had any luck in life and he was on the verge of ending it all after being fired from his minimum wage job due to a customer's complaint which turned out to be a lie but due to the customer being an attractive lady, no one believed Kyle. To make matters worse, he had to pay for the damages that was caused by the customer. Beautiful people, they had it easy, didn't they? This was his last step and he knew that he wouldn't see tomorrow as he searched for a river to throw himself in. He thought his mind finally broke as there was no explanation for the Cyan Screen that popped up as he clicked the [YES] button. [You have drawn Charm!] [Charm: There is nothing the user can't charm his way out of or into! The universe has blessed you with charisma!] "Hahaha! I must have lost my marbles..." Kyle muttered to himself but his phone soon rang out to show that he had a notification. And to his surprise, he saw $10,000 sitting in his account and his jaw dropped. "THIS IS FOR REAL!!!"

This book is just a test. I'm not an author I'm a reader I just wanted to write this book as a way to deal with depression. Stories may be non linear or even just not connected in general. Enjoy!

System Activated] [Welcome, Creator.] Ash blinked. He looked around, expecting someone to be pulling a prank. But he was alone. [You have been selected as the host of the Creator Support System.] [Function: Provide unlimited production funds for content creation.] [Restriction: Funds may only be used for video-related expenses. Misuse will result in auto-restriction.] [Additional Feature: Identity Protection – Enable anonymous persona, facial hologram masking, and voice modulation.] [View-based reward system initialized.] [Current Creative Balance: ৳∞ (Content Use Only)] He leaned back slowly, eyes fixed on the strange holographic text. "...What the hell?" The screen hovered there, steady. It didn't flicker again. It didn't disappear. A soft chime sounded in his ear. [Please choose a channel name.] Ash hesitated. It felt absurd. Was he hallucinating? Was he going crazy from stress? But the system waited. Patiently. Silently. He thought back to the videos he just watched. The weird ones. The funny ones. The over-the-top thumbnails that made no sense but still pulled millions of views. He wanted something that would stand out. Something ironic. Something that told people: this isn't serious, but it's interesting. His fingers hovered over the keyboard, and then he typed: "Creepy Crap"

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Em uma cidade pacata do interior do Paraná, vive Zero, um jovem comum, sem fama, fortuna ou grandes expectativas. Até o dia em que algo impossível acontece: toda vez que ele gasta dinheiro, o valor retorna em dobro na sua conta no Bradesco. Gaste R$10? Ganha R$20. Gaste R$1.000? Voltam R$2.000. Simples assim. Infinito. Imparável.

Just a writing guide from a random, nothing else.

"You died." That was what the mysterious figure told him, but then he was given a second chance for the good deeds that he did in his previous life. "Super Prodigal System!" "Cultivate to immortality by wasting as much money as you can!" For the former number one prodigal of Earth, this was the perfect system! ------------------------------------------------------------------- Come follow me on twitter: https://twitter.com/DXHaseoXD Discord: https://discord.gg/BGrNgsbXXG

This story was originally written in Indonesian. I used AI to help translate it into English, so I apologize in advance for any translation errors or awkward phrasing that may appear. --- In the dark world of Ijdornia, where fear reigns and power defines your place, Pandora stands out—not because of her strength, but her lack of it. As the tenth daughter of the infamous Demon Queen, she is the weakest demon alive. No magic. No aura. Just a fragile soul trapped in a brutal court. But behind her quiet eyes lies a secret—one no one in Ijdornia would ever believe. She was once Santi, a human girl from Earth. After a tragic incident and a death sentence, a mysterious goddess offers her a second chance—not as a human, but as a demon princess. Her mission? Not conquest, but redemption. Now, in a world that worships strength and fears weakness, Pandora must find a way to change the heart of the cruelest being in existence—her own mother.

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In this ongoing continuation of the List, our reader, now am established wrestling talents continues his erotic adventure through life in the industry with the ups and downs that it brings.

They kill without sound. They live without names. They follow orders... until they don't. In a hidden world beneath politics, wealth, and power lies a deadly order known as the Council of Elders—a syndicate that commands a global network of assassins to shape the world from the shadows. For decades, their control has gone unchallenged. Until now. Ten elite assassins, once the Council’s most loyal executioners, have vanished. Each with a past soaked in blood—and a reason to betray the system that created them. Branded traitors, they form an unholy alliance and disappear into the underworld. The world fears them. The government hunts them. The Council wants them erased. The public only knows them by one name: The BlackList. As the group uncovers secrets buried deep within the assassin hierarchy, alliances are tested, old enemies resurface, and betrayal strikes from within. What begins as survival soon turns into war—one fought not with armies, but with silence, precision, and fear. But in a world where every ally could be a weapon, and every truth could get you killed... In a world where death is business, and trust is a liability, can the world’s most wanted killers become its only hope?

"Prophecies are meant to be fulfilled. This one was meant to be erased." At the end of Kali Yuga, the world waits for Kalki—the divine avatar fated to end the age of darkness. But fate has fractured. A new force walks the earth. Not born of prophecy. Not blessed by gods. An anomaly—unrecorded, unpredicted, unstoppable. He wears silence like armor. His past, a ghost. His strength, immeasurable. And wherever he walks, the lines of destiny begin to tremble. Some whisper he’s a myth reborn. Others fear he’s a warning written too late. But all will soon understand: He was never meant to exist… and yet, he is here. And he brings with him only one vow: “I Shall Write My Own Destiny!.”

Kekuatan terkuat dalam pertempuran x pria di tahta tertinggi Ini adalah era di mana kecerdasan buatan menentukan arah kehidupan manusia. Musuh paling terkenal bagi Federasi, panglima tertinggi Komando Militer Navi, Adrian Yate, dan anggota dewan perwakilan termuda dari Dewan Tertinggi, Zhong Yan, dicocokkan oleh AI sebagai kandidat pernikahan yang paling optimal satu sama lain. Jika mereka menolak rekomendasi optimal AI, mereka harus membayar denda. Adrian: Buat apa aku membayar? Aku tidak punya uang, jadi enyahlah! Zhong Yan: Aku juga tidak punya uang. AI: Kalau denda tidak dibayar sesuai batas waktu, selamat atas penyatuan kalian.

'Administrator can modify Rule 1 and 2... Congratulations, Dan! You are the first user... Happy Hacking!' What started as a dream come true for an average young man... Will eventually turn to a journey that spans the stars!

Alessia Blackmoon, heir to the most feared werewolf pack, goes undercover in Nero King's empire – only to discover he's no ordinary billionaire. He's a genetically engineered hybrid, and their explosive chemistry threatens to ignite a war between wolves, vampires, and the ruthless King Corporation. In a world where power is measured in blood and betrayal, their forbidden bond could destroy empires... or rebuild them.

Alex, a 9-year-old orphan in Beijing, had always been an ordinary girl, just trying to survive in a world that often felt too big and too cold. One day, though, something extraordinary happened. She began to remember a future that wasn’t hers—memories from 6 years ahead, where she was no longer an orphan but the adopted daughter of a wealthy businessman. In this future, she had been chosen not for love or kindness, but as a playmate for his cold, arrogant son, Max. The deal was simple: Alex would receive 30,000 yuan a month in exchange for pretending to be Max friend. But the reality was far more painful. Xiao Jun never saw her as anything more than a piece of the arrangement that he resented. No matter how hard Alex tried to connect with him, to break through his icy exterior, she was never good enough in his eyes. Despite all her efforts—whether it was spending time with him, listening to his silent anger, or simply trying to make him smile—Max remained distant, aloof, and indifferent. The memories of this future were like watching a show . She don't felt connected to thes future,but the one in future look helpless ,knowing that no matter how hard she tried, her place in his life was never secure, never real. She was a stranger, bound by a contract. Then, one day, as Alex was out shopping with her friends, the future she had glimpsed was suddenly snatched away in the blink of an eye. A car accident, the kind of tragedy that seemed so far away, claimed her life in an instant. As the world faded into darkness, Alex in thes future had one last thought: *What would have happened if things had been different?* But her journey wasn’t over. Perhaps fate had something else in store for her. Maybe this glimpse of the future was just a warning, a lesson she still had time to change.

Reborn Flames, a writer, who's known for his shitty novel, ‘The world of trials’, found himself stuck in his prologue. Not a writer’s block. Actual stuck as in real life stuck in his novel. Everything seem to go well yesterday, he was offered an adaptation for his novel, and a big interview was arranged by his company. But when he opened his eyes, he awaken to see a white room, and he mistakes reality for some sort of dream

Dent is an assassin. A sad, coffee-loving, execution-scheduled, emotionally complex assassin. He has 8 months to live, 70,000 dollars to earn, a genetically questionable identity, a wife who listens to diss tracks about tractors, and coworkers who drop rap battles mid-mission. His boss? A literal “General.” His enemies? Exploding. His mental state? Questionable. As Dent dodges bullets, flips cars, and tries to afford his own survival, he begins to realize that maybe—just maybe—life is more than assassination contracts and bullet holes. It’s also about love, loyalty, and whether or not you can survive Texas while Justin Bieber screams about fire on live TV. Welcome to Right on the Money. Where the world burns, and the coffee’s always hot.

His mother was in urgent need of a heart transplant, the doctors needed the full payment before surgery, the ward where she slept in was not paid for yet . His salary was a meager sum of 50000 yuan left with no option he had to beg his scumbag father for money he knelt down in front of their house in the cold snow begging desperately all he got was a bowl of ice water thrown at him fortunately he was bestowed with the system .

When 17-year-old Aryana discovers she's the secret daughter of billionaire Aeron Rosel and model Liliana, her quiet life shatters. Thrust into a world of obsession, twisted half-brothers, and family rivalries, she must uncover the truth of her bloodline—where love is poisoned by power, and money is the most dangerous drug.

“There's a new report,” the heavy voice of the NIS director who had just entered the room broke the silence. “We found the same pattern. Teenagers going missing for several weeks.” “But the location...” the words of one of the team leaders were interrupted by something that didn't make sense. “At the school?” he continued with a look of reassurance, as did everyone else at the meeting, which was met with a reassuring nod of the director's head. ** "Me?" Na Jae Hoon, who had just returned from completing his mission, was surprised to hear that he had to return to school. “This is very urgent and has entered the red list,” said Baek Sang Joon, the head of Special Operation Team 2. ** Can Jae Hoon uncover the criminal network by keeping his identity from being revealed before he becomes the next target?

" Dear, I created a mess again, Will you blame me.", She asked coquettishly. He destroyed the evidence without saying a word. "Dear, I slapped that woman. She said she will ban me from the industry. Will my career be really over this time?", She asked worriedly. He established an entertainment company exclusively for her. "You know what, Someone called you an old man... Hahaha, Are you? You can't perform well?", She ranted and mocked him. But ended up not being able to move from bed. "I don't feel like going out, Don't go to work. Accompany me. ", As soon as she said this, a poor soul who has the designation of his special assistant and his team got the entire work burden. She is aloof, furious, and ruthless outside the home. At home, she is a lost kitten who doesn't know anything. After all, she is a D-listed Actress. At a national banquet, she was humiliated and was about to retaliate. A voice ran from behind," Looks like the little fox of the Zhan family had a lot of fun these days." "So it's time to take it home.", Another voice came, as two similar faces come into the vicinity of all the people gathered. Upon seeing them, She ran and hide behind him like a child and began to cry, "Darling, Don't let them come near me. They are here to kidnap me. If you don't protect me, You will lose your wife." He only smirked and let the two men take her with them ------------------------------------------------------------------- she, Zhan Lu, a well know as Zhan Wei Feng, a D-listed actress who was full of rumors and scandals. She never give in to the rules of the Entertainment Industry. After all, She just came to experience different things behind the Zhan Family, The Royal families of the Dongwei Country. All she wanted was to explore the world just as how her mother Xiu Xi Feng, The queen of Nan Xiang, wanted. In her journey, She established herself with different Identities, which are big names, which cannot be truffled with. This is my own book. I may not update with a steady phase. So be patient with my updates... I am rewriting and proof reading the book right now.

I'm Monir, I'm from South Asia. I wouldn't annoy you with unnecessary information. I died young and was reincarnated in the Chinese mythology world the cultivation world. I was born in a poor family, well It didn't matter much because in my previous life I was born in a poor family as well. then the is my father took some money loan from a local inn owner. because he wasn't able to pay the loan the inn owner took our house and kicked us out. after that my father and mother died of sickness. when I was 10. I never wanted to have revenge but there is three things that I want money, cultivation and women money = cultivation = power = background = woman.