Fool's Gold Novels & Stories

I gathered my courage and said emphatically, "I hope you won't go back on your promise." Felicia's eyes darkened. It was almost as if she couldn't believe that I'd stop putting up a fight so easily when I'd been on a rampage just moments ago. I stared at her face, noting the shifts in her expression. After a long, tense silence, she fished out her phone and unlocked the screen. She was still using the cheap phone case that I'd bedazzled myself. The liquid glitter inside the casing was like a shimmering rainbow, our initials swirling with it. Looking at the phone case now, I realized just how at odds it looked with Felicia's extravagant get-up.

"Your own flesh and blood was killed because of an evil woman like her, and now you stand here accusing Mel of being aggressive? Have you got rocks for brains?" "No, Cyrus, that's not it. Allow me to explain..." Paige scrambled forward, trying to shut the laptop, but a bodyguard kicked her away. "Explain?" Geoffrey echoed incredulously. Then, he produced a bottle of medicine and threw it at Cyrus' feet. "This was found in her bag. These pills induce symptoms mimicking asthma and heart palpitations. That bastard child was never sick! She was just poisoning her own son to swindle money out of you!" "What?"

"He came up with everything! He's the one who put me up to it! I had no idea what was going on!" The moment Felix realized he was being set up to take the fall, he completely snapped. "Screw you, Robert! You're pinning this whole damn thing on me?" His words came out in a deranged, frantic flood. "Officers, don't believe a word he says! The gold he sells in his stores isn't even pure! "He regularly scams customers by skimming gold off their jewelry under the pretense of cleaning and repairs! He's the real mastermind here!" … The police cordoned off the entire jewelry store with yellow tape.

Six years into our long-distance relationship, I tell my girlfriend, Claire Whitmore, that I'm too busy with work to spend her birthday with her. Behind her back, I secretly take the property deed with me and board a ten-hour flight to her city. I want to propose to her in front of all our friends and surprise her. While waiting for my ride, I use my work phone to reply to a few messages, then casually scroll through my social media feed. The first post I see is from my childhood friend, Ryan Cole. "I'm going to be a godfather! My goddaughter is 8.5 pounds. I'm so happy!" I open the photo and see Claire and Damian Pierce posing together, a baby between them. My mind goes completely blan

The room stayed silent for three full seconds. Casey reacted first. She lunged for the certificate, fresh tears streaming down her face. "That's fake! You made it yourself so you could pretend you didn't do anything wrong! Shane, how low can you go?" Kevin shot to his feet and slammed a hand on the desk. "Exactly! A broke loser like you won a world championship? Yeah, right. You paid these people to come in here and put on a show!" I didn't argue. I stepped out of Casey's reach, walked to the lectern, and hooked my phone up to the projector.

"There's nothing wrong with wanting to live." Jules felt sick saying it. He was a hypocrite. What did he do when those same words were thrown at him? "I feel like such an asshole saying that that to you. I'm such a hypocrite, but," he let out a breath, "I'm done. Done giving advice I never followed. I'm done being a hypocrite, so I'm going to tell you something." The story of how the king fell from his throne. ━━━━━ "I was a pretty dumb kid," Jules began. He could see through the window from where he sat. He wished for rain which would match his mood but the sky was an unbroken sea of blue save for the band of salmon pink which taunted him.

Luis Park asked. "Actually these women were few and too hard to see. They are like a phoenix!" Butt said then continued... "They're called Foierohe." "Foryou?" "No master, it's Foierohe." "Whatever." Then Luis Park thought of something... 'Sigh... I am still in danger. I have a slave God but useless. My time machine is useless but I got a Goldie's this time! Go? Goldie's?' "GOLDIES!" "Butt where is Goldie!"

There's an interesting story behind the curse and the red coloured gold. In the ancient time when all the Gods were busy in the making of the world Tahruku was creating the possible ways to make wealth. While creating the wealth he realized that there's a sinner way too to make benefits. Which includes the blood of one another. And it disappointed him because he was the god of peace as well as wealth. And if mortals start to kill each alike to achieve their goals the peace will be destroyed. He went in a deep sleep and made his bed in the depths of the Pavtra island. He created red gold which symbolizes the truth of unfair wealth and the sinner side of humans. People believe that one day whe

"You are a smart woman. You should have known your trade." “The gold I’m after isn’t in your possession.” The air of arrogance around Vladimir vanished at her remark. “There is nothing that I don’t possess.” He gritted getting offended by Esmeray's remark. “Open the pouch.” Esmeray said as she stifled a yawn. With a frown, Vladimir did and almost gasped when he saw Red Gold also known as Dragon Gold in the pouch.

She threw them back down and then continued to look around. She then picked up a rock that looked like a piece of gold. "Way to go kid you found gold," Liam said walking over to her. "That's not gold," she said, "it's called fools gold because it looks like gold. The scientific name for it is mineral pyrite. It's this brass hue that makes it look gold," she explained rubbing her tiny fingers on the rock's surface. "May you're a little genius," I complimented and she grinned. "Well good on you kid. We could use a scientist in our family. Maybe this fool's gold will help us trick and catch a leprechaun," Liam laughed.