Fool's Gold Novels & Stories

"We can smell a lie. It smells like piss. And you already pissed yourself." The second man was older, with two front teeth missing. When Mikael shook him, something fell from his pocket. A pouch with something inside. It looked heavy. Felix picked it up with his teeth and dropped it at my feet. I nudged it open with my nose. Gold in coins. Not a human coin, hammered and rough. Wolf-gold. Minted in the south, with the sigil pressed deep. And on top of the coins, a folded scrap of parchment, it was wax-sealed.

Right as college acceptance letters went out, my golden boy of a brother, Bill Cyrus, spread a rumor that I stole his spot at Braxton University. His only proof was a single paparazzi shot of me standing outside the university gates. Of course, my parents believed him. To protect Bill's precious reputation, they forced me to take the fall. They even threatened to lock me away in an internet-addiction center for good to erase their embarrassment of their younger son—the one who dropped out and ran wild for a year. Watching my own family line up to tear me apart over one massive lie, the last scrap of hope I had for them shattered completely. I stopped holding back. I watched, ice-cold, a

Lydia replied gently, rising slightly on her toes to press her lips against his in a slow, sweet kiss that tasted of sweet wine, mountain pine, and an eternity of shared devotion. Around them, the northern wind swept up from the valley, carrying the united howls of a thriving, invincible pack into the golden sky. The empire was gone, the shadows were dead, and high above the clouds, the legacy of the Frostwell sovereigns stood unbroken—a crown forged in fire, bound by frost, and gleaming forever in gold.

“Believe it or not, the so-called superpowers of the world are superpowers because of us. And the incredible thing is, they don’t even care who we are, what we are and what we do. They are all just after their power. That’s all. So, we used this to our advantage and we waited, and we waited, and we waited. We kept producing goods and making profit in the black market. We waited seven years for our chance. This Golden Leaf is the chance we have been waiting for. A few days ago our scientists made a discovery that this particular Golden Leaf has a special chemical that allows us to reproduce, replicate and mould it into whatever we want. My scientists told me that within just ten days, we coul

"Would they even be able to fit the amount of gold said to be stolen even if they were turned into thin sheets?" "Apparently there were multiple porters that aren't known. Maybe the guy's transporting the gold lied about following that Jack - John, whatever his fucking name is's directions and went rogue. Maybe their contractor was ignorant enough to fall for it. Which would be the John - Jim fella." "I think his name is Jordan?" "Now that's a stretch." He blows smoke from his nose, laying on the ground below him still taking intermittent drags of his cigarette. "Hey..." "What's up?"

Do not change the topic, brat " Mr Jerome was about to hit his head, but Rean dodged it. Mr Jerome signs and continues spreading the Seed in the hole. "These are sunflower seeds. Your parents send them to me in the morning. I thought to plant them today. You know that when Spanish explorers reached America, they thought sunflowers were made up of real gold. That's why these sunflowers are also called "False riches." Mr Jerome and Rean finished throwing the mud in the whole back as Mr Jerome water the place. "Now tell me, why did you remember this OLD man" Rean laughed.

Loque Bella asked and Queen Gwen and Princess Rada passed a look at each other. "His father cursed him." "Why?" "Because he wanted him to go to war with him and he said no," Queen Gwen answered. "What?" "There was a kingdom east of this one called Gildrim and it was very wealthy. They used to mine gold and with it they forged their weapons, their jewellery, their tableware, their ornaments and even some of their clothes. They were a flashy kingdom too; they were the only kingdom in the entire region to boast a mine let alone a gold one and they did not let the rest of us forget it. Every king and queen in the region could not deny that they were jealous of them. Most of them just looked the

Gold begs "Who you trying to fool we both know you stopped caring about Zelina's mother six years ago, Zelina has been paying for this hospital bills not you. you don’t fool me." I retort "You!" Mr. Gold shouts "It’s true I know all your dirty secrets and tricks. I also know about this child you so proud of" I say "How dare you!" Mr. Gold screams I smile "So noisy..." I say I was about to say something else but my phone rings its First Aunt

Well, Hera didn't like discovering that something was impossible to achieve. When her greed was about to engulf her completely, Hera discovered a man by her side. "Is it Kalias you desire?" He asked with that yellowed smile. "Because if it is, I know exactly how to give you what you desire, my dear." Hera bowed, for the man in front of her was the great general of the pack. He was the king's trusted man. "But... Lord Kalias..." "Kalias is a fool," he said sharply. "He wouldn't see the difference between fools' gold and real gold," he explained directly, "but me? Oh dear... I see," he purred, "I see how precious you are."

It felt as if his touch was burning into my skin. Deep deep inside. “You don't stay young forever, Ace.” Peter said. “Make hay while the sun shines. In this case before that sneaky floozy returns to your life.” Goldie added with venom. Whoever it was must be vile to turn the sweet and bubbly older lady into a spitfire. Ace tensed up before me, his hold firmer at the top of my ass. “She's never coming back.” He said with a tone of finality. “I pray she doesn't. And I wish you both a happy and healthy marriage filled with lots of grand babies for us!” She clapped excitedly.