Novels by Lila V

Hazel stood in the middle of the office with her hands pressed to her chest. She had never met anyone who could throw ten million dollars at a problem like it was loose change. And the strange part was that she did not care about the money at all. What shook her was that he had done it for her."Carson," she said softly. "I do not know how to thank you. I will pay you back, I swear. I owe you for this.""You do not owe me anything," Carson said with a small smile. "Think of it as a business move. I am looking to grow my business, and an arena is a good start.""That is a lie.""Maybe a little." He shrugged. "But I will ask you for a favor one day. It is not for now. It is for later."She nodded slowly. "Anything. Just say it."While they talked, the old manager had slipped out into the hallway with his phone pressed to his ear. His voice was low and quick."Mr. Parker? It is me. Something has happened."Derrick was lying in a hotel bed with a glass of wine, a smug smile on his face. H

While Stella was saying goodbye to the old staff at the orphanage, Carson stepped outside and sat on the steps. He closed his eyes and opened the system store in his mind.A long list of items floated in front of him. There were healing pills, protection talismans, strange tools and rare books. Every item had a price in SP points, and most of them were far out of his reach.Then one name stopped him. King Presence. It would raise his aura to a terrifying level and make weaker people tremble just by standing near him. The price was fifty SP.Carson checked his balance. Thirty points. He needed twenty more, which meant at least two more tasks. He smiled and closed the store."Two more tasks," he said under his breath. "Fine. Bring them on."His phone buzzed. It was a message from the manager of Zentech. The list was ready. Carson opened it and read through the costs for the building repairs, the workers' salaries, the new equipment and the maintenance. At the bottom was the total.Eight

Across the city, Emily sat in the passenger seat of Derrick's car with her arms crossed. She was still angry about the red Ferrari. Even though she had told everyone it was fake, the sight of it kept burning in her mind."Derrick, why don't you have a car like that?" she asked. "You are a Parker. You have money. You could buy ten of those."Derrick smiled and rubbed her hand. "Do not worry, baby. I have good news. The company I work for was sold to a new owner last week. They told us there would be a big payment to cover all the late salaries.""How big?" Emily's eyes lit up."Very big. Maybe millions." He laughed. "Once I get it, I will buy you any car you want. Maybe two."Emily squealed with joy and threw her arms around his neck. She kissed him again and again, and Derrick laughed, enjoying every second. Neither of them knew that the new owner of that company was the same man they had just called a leech.Meanwhile, the Ferrari was gliding down a quiet road. Hazel sat in the passe

The taxi stopped in front of a tall glass building. Carson paid the driver and stepped out. Hazel had told him to come up to the third floor, where a small meeting room was waiting.He pushed open the door and found six people sitting around a long table. They were all singers, and he could tell by the way they dressed and the way they looked at each other. Hazel sat at the far end with her hands folded in her lap."Oh, look who finally showed up," a girl in a pink jacket said. "Is this the guy?""Hazel's new friend," a tall man with dyed hair laughed. "Hazel, is this really who you are bringing to your show?"Carson stood by the door and said nothing. His clothes were still the same old ones, and he knew how he looked to them."You could have had Derrick Parker," the pink jacket girl said. "Do you know how many of us would die to have a scion like him chasing us? And you picked this one? He looks like he cannot even buy a bottle of water."The others burst out laughing. Hazel stood u

Carson looked at the four men and did not feel fear. He only felt anger, hot and heavy in his chest. These were the men who had put bullets in him last night."You again," the leader said with a cold laugh. "Boss was right. You are hard to kill. But we will fix that tonight."Carson did not answer. He stepped forward.The first man swung a metal rod at his head. Carson caught it in his bare hand like it was a toy. He twisted it away and kicked the man's knee, and the bone snapped with a loud crack.The man screamed and dropped to the ground. The other three rushed in at once. Carson moved faster than he ever had in his life, and the cultivation in his body made every hit land clean.In less than a minute, all four men were lying on the road, holding their broken legs and crying out. Carson stood over the leader and pressed a foot on his chest."Tell the Bruce family I said hello," he said. "And tell them I am coming."He walked away without looking back. His hands were not even shakin

Carson opened his eyes to a white ceiling and the smell of medicine. For a moment he did not know where he was. Then it all came back to him, the van, the masked men and the gun.He sat up fast and pulled up his shirt. His chest was clean. There was no hole, no blood and no pain. He touched his stomach and found nothing but smooth skin."I am alive," he whispered. "How am I alive?"Ding!A glowing screen popped up inside his head, clear as day. Carson froze as lines of words and numbers slid across it. It showed his body, his strength and his health, and every number looked better than it should have."Welcome, host. You are now bound to the Spendthrift System. Your first task is ready."Task One: Spend one million dollars within twenty-four hours. One million dollars has been placed in your account. Failure will bring punishment.Carson read it three times. Spend a million dollars? He was a man who had been begging for a hundred thousand just yesterday. Now a strange voice in his hea