Gholdengo Novels & Stories

A single ledger lay open. “This was hidden,” he said. “Not locked. Not guarded. Just… misplaced.” “That sounds intentional,” I murmured. “It was.” I leaned closer, eyes skimming the page. My breath caught. There were names. Dates. One entry stood out—marked differently, written in older ink. Female child. Silver-marked at birth. Suppression administered. Memory veil applied. Removed from pack territory. My vision blurred. “That’s me,” I whispered. Ronan didn’t deny it.

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

“Who the fuck are we hunting?” Aeron moves back from me and looks down, his body shaking as he tries to gather himself. For a second, I think he’s going to shut down again, but then his eyes flicker up to meet Nero’s. “Legacy’s pack,” he croaks. “They’ve been … running a fighting ring on the side. Using wolves from other packs as bait. They didn’t care who … or how many they killed. They just wanted blood. I was trying to expose him to Creed Volkov and got closer to them, but Legacy caught on and wanted to teach me a lesson.”

Without another word the office door snapped shut. The day dragged on slowly, I never once caught a glance of the supposed Alpha, kelechi left shortly after, he stayed in his office till I left the room. I walked to the dinning room weak to the bones. The long rectangular wooden table was packed with people, I moved easily towards them less curious eyes watched me. I sat between Ebere and another girl. Garri and vegetables soup were already served before us, soaking my hands on a water bowl at the center of the table, not waiting another second, I moulded the garri with my hands and rolled it to little balls mixing it with the soup, swallowing it. Ebere don't questions my solemn expression.

' he thought in anger, he checked the time the so called person will be fighting and saw it was 6pm and checking his time saw that it was 5:40 so he turned his chair towards the wrestling arena to see who they call in as silverhound. Fight started by 5pm and will be ending by 12 midnight , so this is the 3rd fight of the night and he can't wait to see who it is. As if on cue the announcer called out black horn one of the most notorious fighters in his cage who has been known to finish his partner in 10 minutes flat into the cage, black horn is 6 ft 9 of pur muscle and bar head designed with tattoo, he accesorises with piercings which is literally in every part of his body.

He shook his head. Uh-huh, I've got your game, you old fake. "Say gramps, it's been a while, but I seem to remember there used to be this nice neighborhood down by the water." What he remembered is that that's where all the big shots lived. Millionaire row it was called if he recalled. "Well, now that place has been all the rage with the out-of-towners here lately. Last I heard, some hotshot bought the biggest place down there and built him a mansion. A right beauty I heard tell. Sitting on a prime forty acres overlooking the water on a hill."

Alexandra who didn't care she sounded rude says. "Your friends them dey find you for outside ( Your friends are waiting for you outside )," Tunde says while he scratches his head. "Which of my friends?" Alexandra asks already irritated by his mere presence. "The oyinbo one, the slim one with one wey I no know ( The fair looking one, the slim one, I don't know the name of the last person ), " Tunde says trying his best to describe them. Alexandra turns to him, obviously not impressed.

Ashanti “I just received the location from Lucien” The guys looked at me, “Where is it?” “About three hours' drive from here. It's further out of the city” I answer Marcus as he watches me closely. Caleb is currently at the safe house with Lee, while Angel and the rest of them are at the warehouse since yesterday. “He sure has this plan, doesn't he?” “He does, are you guys ready?” A silly question to ask, since we've been ready about eight this morning.

"Yes, I did. Since I own Merrigold with all her paperwork, I'm very well in ownership of anything that comes out of her. You need my guidance even till this age so, I'm doing you a favor." "Do you hear yourself? Does that sound right to you? You ignorantly speak as if Merrigold is one of the cattle or horses in your stable. She is a person, she is pregnant with my children." With a sigh, Austin father replied. "I own Merrigold, I'm not selling her to you. You're not allowed to see her, you will not be allowed to see her kids... either. They're not your kids. You kids would be full born and bread Caucasians. They're her kids because they're black. There is no mulatto. They're black. They're n

I answered him. "Is that Noah?" Lieo asked to confirm. "He's one of them especially since he's also an investor of Stellar. But some celebrities do this cover and guesting for free, most of them were the top supermodels who I became close with, thanks to Noah." I said. Good thing I have already shared with Andrew that Noah is one of the major investors of the magazine. It took a lot of explanation before he finally accepted the fact and deal with it. I think going back to America with Andrew is a good idea. Andrew will get to know more about Noah and vice versa. Andrew will realize that Noah is just like Charles.