Fnia Golden Age Novels & Stories

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?

* He was obsessed with her past. On a desperate, wild hunch, she pressed her fingers to the keypad, entering the exact numerical date of that fateful night in France. *Click.* The heavy electronic mechanism whined, and the safe door popped open an inch. A sharp gasp escaped her lips. She pulled it open, her eyes scanning past neat stacks of cash and bearer bonds until they landed on a thick, unmarked manila folder at the very bottom.

She replied with some good questions. “It’s too early to tell if there is to be another war, I knew this would be hard for you due to you dad’s passing in the last one, I would listen to Sapphire if she has advised that there will be then this might be the case and you will be ready. You are strong and powerful in your own right and the goddess always has a plan. I think she might be the only golden wolf; this could be a great thing being very rare or could be bad as some might seek you out for selfish reasons.” I explained as she nodded along with my answers.

Aradia's POV I couldn't stop staring at his face. When he pulled back his hood, the moonlight had shown me features that looked carved from stone. Strong jaw. Sharp cheekbones. Eyes so dark they were almost black. He was young, maybe mid twenties, but something ancient lived in those eyes. Something that had seen too much. This was Alpha Xior. I'd heard the whispers in the market after he bought me. The Silver Star Pack. The boy who became king at eight years old.

“—is not who you say she is. You’re trying to wed her to me under false pretenses. Right Alpha Wylder?” The room was deathly silent. My heart hammered in my chest, and I could feel my father’s anxiousness radiating through the air. Darius stepped toward me, his eyes narrowing. “They say the Golden Luna is wolfless.” A collective gasp rippled through the crowd. My knees trembled, my hands cold as ice. This was it; my deepest shame, laid bare for all to see. “Alpha Darius—” “Silence.” Darius boomed, cutting my father off yet again before he turned to me with a chilling smile.

"I'm good, thank you for having me." "Of course. Now, everybody knows Shay here but for those of you who don't know, Shay-Lina Falcon is the youngest daughter of Shaden Falcon. Yes, you've heard that right folks. The Shaden Falcon, one of the top successful billionaire in the world. Her family is the most well-known wealthiest family here in San Francisco and probably around the whole world too. She's also known as our Golden Girl because Shay here, is rated to be one of the most beautiful and richest daughter of a billionaire in many popular magazines all over the world. Tell us, how do you feel about that?" She directly asked me again. "Um, well...it's overwhelming sometimes and I'm not re

The morning sun did not merely rise over the capital; it seemed to dissolve into the atmosphere, painting the sky in iridescent shades of rose and amber. Across the vast networks of the unified continents, this era had earned a singular, unshakeable title in the historical scrolls: The Golden Age. It was a period where the word scarcity was found only in ancient dictionaries, and the concept of a boundary was treated not as a wall to keep others out, but as an invitation to exchange knowledge.

"Ask your precious grandson what he did! He lifted Mia's skirt in public! And he even called her a deadweight!" Instead of showing any guilt, my mother let out a cold laugh. "What did my grandson say that was wrong? Girls are deadweights, are they not?" As she spoke, she sized Mia up, making the girl shrink further behind Lauren. Then she withdrew her gaze and sneered. "And don't get me started on your slut of a daughter. Has she no shame, making a fuss about being seen? I can't imagine any decent guy would want a slut like her!" The words sent a chill through the crowd, and several neighbors gasped.

I didn't want to question her or make her relieve her bad past but her words sounded unbelievable. "I never knew you went through a lot sis, I'm truly sorry. As for Stacey, I recently met her at the hotel I'm in, and I kind of felt like she wasn't lying." I said softly. "That's what golddiggers do, they trick and lie. That lady is a professional gold digger who can easily manipulate you, so avoid her at all cost and stay away from her." she said. "Okay, thank you for making things clear to me. I will talk to you later, I love you." I whispered.