All That Is Gold Novels & Stories

I said, “I don't know what that beast did to you but you really think a mere slave like me will touch him?” “You don't know the high Lord Maximilian well don't you?” I arched an eyebrow. “What pains him the most is touching things that belong to him. Slave or not.” “Fool.” I hissed as his fangs grew past my surface flesh. “That beast couldn't care less about replaceable objects. I really thought you knew something tangible about the high lord. Have you seriously not heard about the presia box?” The vampire eyes widened and I relaxed. I had him hooked.

“Haven’t you noticed? I’m quite charming.” I threw my head back and laughed. “I made her realize how much I loved her daughter. I won’t trade you for anything.” “Not even gold?” I asked. He nudged his nose against mine. “Not even that.” --The End

"You're just a gold digger who couldn't keep her hands off my man!" The words hit Willow like a ton of bricks, each one heavier than the last. She had never felt so humiliated, so exposed. Her heart pounded in her chest as she tried to form a response, but nothing came out. She just stood there, frozen. Mia's accusations were like a whirlwind of fury, her voice rising with every word. "You're just a gold digger, using Knox for his money!" she spat. "How could you do this to him?"

Mr. Reed, in high spirits, explained everything to me. "It all came crashing down. Ever since your people left, she's been without any real talent on her team. Charles hired people who didn't know the technical side of things, and the third-party outsourcing company took the money and ran. Now, the creditors are coming after them because of the collateral they put up. Susan's in a bad spot. Lucky for you, you're not the one left to clean up her mess!"

It only made the storm inside me worse,. “You think I don’t see through you?” I spat, the words sharp and practised. I needed to remind myself who she was. “Marrying me was just your ticket. Admit it. You got what you wanted: my name and my money. Isn’t that what gold diggers dream of?” I watched for the flinch,. I wanted to see her crumble under the weight of the truth,. Instead, she straightened her spine, her expression shifting from exhaustion to a cold, trembling fury,.

blue is really his colour. “I've shared the file with you. Look through it and find your partner.” I watch as he turns to the white board, raises his hand and starts writing something down. The fabric at his wrist slips away, revealing the small gold watch he wears there and more expanse of delicious skin. I really have to get myself together. I open my phone, d******d the file and skim through. Jackson, there it is. Paired with a McShaw. Who's McShaw?

The recording kept playing while Mom's chest heaved with rage. She really didn't expect this—not from her so called golden child. "Katerina Kovarik, you better explain this right now! That $500,000—was I just being stingy?" "Didn't I give it all to you?! What, did my money just vanish into thin air?!" Her voice shook. "I'm telling you, if you won't take me back to Amiraka, then GIVE ME MY MONEY BACK!" Mom shoved her hand in Katerina's face, yelling.

The banner still burned above the atrium ceiling. Moore / Calder Bright. Unyielding. A symbol Briarcrest believed it had forged. Nyx looked back at Alaric. “Here’s the real question,” she said. “What question?” Her smile sharpened slightly. “When we break…” Thunder rumbled faintly beyond the academy walls. “what else breaks with us?”

Each dress was luxurious, perfect, attention grabbing, yet none felt quite right. Then she saw a single gown gleaming under the light, separated from the others. Gold, drenched in tiny crystals that caught every glow, sparkling like liquid stars. She lifted the gown carefully, tracing the fabric with her fingers. The front plunged into a bold Vshape that would reveal the curve of her cleavage, trailing elegantly down to her upper abdomen, framed with delicate crystals. Armless, it would hug her shoulders and collarbone perfectly. And the back was completely open, exposing her spine, held only by thin crystal lined straps that shimmered. The gown flowed softly to the floor.

she quickly added, "but that's what makes it cool." Oh, yeah. I also don't have the best reputation. But I'm over that. I'm starting anew, right? "Yeah, sure." I shifted uncomfortably in my seat and cleared my throat. "So, I've overheard them talking about the last personal object from the Great Witch. A golden trinket. They're going to use it in their ritual to have a stronger connection with her, in order to make this impossible ritual possible," I uttered. When no one spoke, I continued, "This golden trinket is somewhere in the world. And they're determined to find it."