Fool's Gold Novels & Stories

It's amazing how she sees herself so differently when everyone around her dislikes her. "Hate to break it to you, Claire, but I'm afraid not everyone who witnessed your delusion agrees with you. You see, no one is perfect, everyone has their flaws and weaknesses. And honey, those who brag, don't have. If you keep saying how successful, how rich and how awesome your life is, then darling, your insecurity is showing. And what's with that gold metaphor? Don't you know that nothing lasts forever? Gold or no gold, you must always know the difference between being honestly pure gold or just simply gold-plated. You must understand that not everything is set in stone, what you call gold right now is

How could he not be angry? Moreover, without this weapon, his combat strength would be greatly reduced. It would be even harder to deal with those dangers in this secret land. "This is sharp gold sand!" "Top-grade rare materials!" He felt the fleeting light beam. Suddenly, someone seemed to recognize it and looked at the golden ore. Sharp Gold Sand was a top material for craftsmanship. This kind of thing could only be found by chance. It could be regarded as a peerless treasure in any force. Once this got out, it would cause a crazy fight!

ridiculous. "It seems that the prince of darkness we are meeting now is very obsessed and fanatical about gold?" Felen asked as he looked around the room again. He began to feel sick when he saw the golden color. His head was also starting to feel dizzy from the sheen bouncing off the gilded items.

It was strange. "I was honestly afraid of the answer," I admitted. "So what is it you're trying to get abuelo to sign over?" "Okay then," he rubbed the side of his face, "in less complicated terms I'm in the precious materials and gem industry." "Like gold and diamonds?" I asked. "Gold," yes he nodded, "rhodium," he cleared his throat. "Rhodium?" "It's the most expensive metal there is out there." "I thought that was platinum."

They replied, and he sighed, turned and looked at them. " There is no gold anywhere." He dropped the bombshell. They were stunned. " How come?" It was when he went to value the supposed gold in the dungeon that he was told that it wasn't real gold. It was steel. "I mean that it's steel she has been selling as original all this while." He said and they looked at him. Anita mastery in deceit could be studied as he wanted to show them what they didn't understand. " Come with me." He invited and they followed him all the way to the basement.

"What a fool!" Phoebe had just finished speaking when an elder shouted at her. "You don't know any better!" As the elder reprimanded Phoebe, he kept his eyes on the golden dragon. Finneas was overwhelmed when he saw the golden dragon. Even his breathing turned rapid. Aside from him, a few other elders widened their eyes as well. "Is this made from the legendary golden wood?" "I've studied wood for many years. This looks just like it." "I heard that many years ago, a minuscule piece surfaced, and it hadn't even been carved yet. It was merely the size of a small fist, yet it fetched billions of dollars when sold to the Quinn family!

Phrases from stupid people who have no idea of the true suffering of a millionaire but lonely person. Now I'm experiencing real loneliness. The loneliness of someone who thought he had everything in his hands, of someone who shaped a real diamond and suddenly saw it walk away. No matter how much money you have, nothing can buy love. Fool's gold! It seems to glitter like gold, but it only satisfies the eyes without being worth anything.

"But inside here, it's not like out there. We have unlimited fields." "How?" I asked, my mouth full of food. "The gold," he said with a knowing smirk. "It enhances everything around it." "I knew it was odd to have so much gold everywhere." "It's just a light coating on the outside of everything—from the gates surrounding our lands to the wooden posts in our crop fields. Every crystal has a unique quality." He held up his blue coffee mug that reflected the light. "Is that the same blue crystal used in your food supply that deformed most of your pack?"

His silver hair gleamed under the overhead lights, and his expression was calm but venomous. “Jeffery.” His voice was smooth as ever. “Bringing your… consultant again, I see.” Cassie smiled sweetly. “Try not to look so thrilled, Edward.” He ignored her and turned to me. “You’ve chosen your side, then?” “No,” I said. “I chose the truth.” I tossed the flash drive onto the table. One of the board members leaned forward cautiously. “What’s this?” he asked. “Proof of fraud,” Cassie said clearly. “A shell company owned by Edward Richards registered offshore. Funds embezzled over the past five years. All traced.”

“I couldn’t see who it was. I was tied up, and one of the people who attacked me injected me with something. Next thing I know, I’m waking up and you’re standing in front of me. I have no idea what the hell happened.” I didn’t want to believe him—I really didn’t. But at the same time, there was no indication in his eyes that he was lying. He looked just as confused as I was. Hell, probably even more. “What the hell happened with the gold?” His question stirred something inside me. I wanted to break something—anything—but I forced myself to hold it together. “Well, Uncle,” I said through clenched teeth, “we got played. Instead of all the crates of Rhodium we could ever dream of, we got crates