Glitter Ain't Gold 2022 Novels & Stories

The city glowed like a jeweled web that evening, streets pulsing with headlights and distant music. Thomas Global’s grand ballroom was lit in shimmering gold, crystal chandeliers reflecting in the mirrored walls. Tonight was meant to be a celebration—an annual corporate gala honoring key partners and investors.

Gloria looked at James incomparably apologetically. James was slightly surprised. "What's the matter? What are you hiding from me?" Gloria's face turned slightly red. She mumbled for a while. "I have another house in the suburbs and I have kept a lot of jewelry there. It's the jewelry that was given to me by my daughter and also some that my mother had kept back then. Those jewelry are worth at least more than ten million dollars. We'll take that jewelry and run away. The jewelry is enough for us to use for the rest of our lives. Alright?"

“Not just the dust or remnants either. We mine and refine it before chipping it into gold powder for this shade.” I smirked picking up the shade called Coins Galore and twirled it around so she could see the flecks of gold, copper, and silver inside. “We do the same thing for the copper and silver flecks, and—” I closed my mouth realizing that Grace was smiling at me and not looking at the bottle in my hand, and I had said far too much. “I meant, they… I—” “You’re from Fluorite,” Grace said, her face showing no hint of shock. “I… suspected as much.”

She shoved Daniel, who was barely alive, inside before releasing several Rottweilers that hadn't eaten in three days. "You enjoyed watching Clifford fight dogs for food, didn't you? Now, it's your turn." Almost immediately, the dogs pounced. Daniel's screams continued long into the night. Eventually, Dad returned carrying a plate. It was a foul mixture of human waste and dirt, served on the same gold platter. "You always loved gold, didn't you?" With a smile, Dad pressed the gold platter against Daniel's mangled face. "Go on. Have a bite. We made this shit pie just for you. Figured you'd enjoy it even more than gold."

The most important step was using gel to draw two streaks of tears along the Ghost Bride's lower eyelids, then delicately applying gold leaf over them. The streaks looked like falling tears, yet shimmered like a dazzling galaxy, giving her a noble, mysterious air. The Ghost Bride studied her reflection in the mirror. As she turned, the gold leaf caught the light, sparkling like countless tiny stars. Her face hidden beneath the white cloth only heightened her enigmatic charm, making her all the more captivating.

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Gray!" When Ashton turned back around, he saw Cadence reluctantly retrieving a sparkling diamond from his pocket, saying, "This is The Lustra. It's a one-of-a-kind diamond that can display a rainbow under intense light. It was the masterpiece of the most renowned expert jeweler, Keenan Manning. "I hope you'll accept it as a token of my respect." "No need." "You must accept it, Mr. Gray. I won't be able to rest easy otherwise!" Cadence insisted.

"For real? The competition's just days away. How's she supposed to redo everything now?" "Whoever did that is trash. The audacity!" The words hit me like lightning. My stomach dropped. I yanked out my phone, my hands shaking, and opened Nicole's Instagram.

"And that makeup of yours makes you look like a dead person. Who are you trying to show it to? Stop with your pity act, and don't mention your so-called terminal illness anymore. "You'd better behave today, lest you ruin everyone's mood. If not, I'll kick you out." At that moment, I swallowed back the last bit of my urge to struggle and tell them I really had a heart attack. After all, if I said it, they would see it as an attention-seeking stunt. I didn't want to turn myself into a bigger fool. "Okay." I nodded lightly and turned toward the kitchen. I opened the fridge and saw it was packed with nothing but the best ingredients prepared for the party.

Marcus grabs my waist and pushes me behind him, “Your highness.” He did a bow-like gesture. “What are you doing?” Marcus opens his mouth to say something but doesn’t. “ And do not even think about lying. Your job was to stay hidden and to keep your eyes on her.” The purple eyes slowly faded to gold and Marcus sighed.

When they walked past Kaze, they grinned and said, “Kaze, if you keep provoking Mr. Glitter, it will only accelerate your death!” Astral’s confidence infected them and refueled their confidence. At the entrance, Astral peered down at the thousand men and said loudly, “I am Astral Glitter of the Glitter family. Get out of my property right now!” At the next moment, Astral frowned. He realized no one responded to his words. “Are you people deaf? Can’t you hear Mr. Glitter? Piss off before he gets mad!” Charlotte shouted as she walked down the stairs.