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->"How come you have so much money?" Seth asked.\\
"I married into a family of vampires with good investment strategies such as "be hundreds of years old" or "have precognition"," I told him.
-->--'''Fanfic/{{Luminosity}}'''
->"How come you have so much money?" Seth asked.\\
"I married into a family of vampires with good investment strategies such as "be hundreds of years old" or "have precognition"," I told him.
-->--'''Fanfic/{{Luminosity}}'''
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->"I could use the additional coin. The gods know Juno Moneta has not lent her grace to me of late. If I had half, no, one-third of the relics this fool government is keeping from me..."
->The Roman goddess of money wasn't going to be much help to Marcus these days. Her time had passed. Marcus had frittered his substantial wealth into a long string of poor investments. First, the dot-com bubble burst; then he tried to double down with real estate before the bottom out of that, too. By human standards, he could be considered wealthy, but [[InvokedTrope by vampire reckoning]], [[Fiction500 particularly Ancient standards]], he was a pauper.
-->--''Graveyard Shift,'' by Michael F. Haspil
->"I could use the additional coin. The gods know Juno Moneta has not lent her grace to me of late. If I had half, no, one-third of the relics this fool government is keeping from me..."
->The Roman goddess of money wasn't going to be much help to Marcus these days. Her time had passed. Marcus had frittered his substantial wealth into a long string of poor investments. First, the dot-com bubble burst; then he tried to double down with real estate before the bottom out of that, too. By human standards, he could be considered wealthy, but [[InvokedTrope by vampire reckoning]], [[Fiction500 particularly Ancient standards]], he was a pauper.
-->--''Graveyard Shift,'' by Michael F. Haspil
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->Every [[Fiction500 qualified buyer]] who responded to the Dark Invitation was offered the [[DealWithTheDevil Dark Pact]]: a lengthy contract promising the end of aging and disease, plus magic-powered mental and physical vigor, in exchange for the specified sum and other unusual but completely legal commitments.
->A few of the [[DarkLordOnLifeSupport oldest and sickest]] took the deal. They got what they paid for.
->When colleagues and competitors saw the results, the trickle of customers became a flood. Within five years, a high portion of the elite had embraced the Dark. Those who hadn't... well, they were mortal, weren't they? Tick. Tock. Attrition happens. By the dawn of the twenty-first century, the price of membership had soared, and "super-rich" was synonymous with "Darkling."
-->--''All Those Explosions Were Someone Else's Fault,'' by James Alan Garner
->A few of the [[DarkLordOnLifeSupport oldest and sickest]] took the deal. They got what they paid for.
->When colleagues and competitors saw the results, the trickle of customers became a flood. Within five years, a high portion of the elite had embraced the Dark. Those who hadn't... well, they were mortal, weren't they? Tick. Tock. Attrition happens. By the dawn of the twenty-first century, the price of membership had soared, and "super-rich" was synonymous with "Darkling."
-->--''All Those Explosions Were Someone Else's Fault,'' by James Alan Garner
