Glitter Force Ira Novels & Stories

Yet in the blink of an eye, he had taken our joint assets to invest in the housekeeper. Things that had once puzzled me finally seemed to make sense. Rebecca always had the latest phone model six months before I did. She had all those branded Valkyrie necklaces around her neck. Not to mention, there was also the lighthearted tone she used when she casually mentioned how she “stockpiled another 3.5 ounces of gold bars” again. Back then, I had been curious. However, she always said it was because of the Hans family’s luck.

I write not only for myself, but for you too! To continue Hollis and Whitney's adventure through life, be sure to check out "Not All Who Wander Are Lost", the sequel to "Not All That Glitters."

“Our boss sent me to give you a message, Mr. Lyfe. “Rove must only accept funding from Astral Wealth Management,” Charlotte said with a harsh tone. Hart snapped back. “Even Red Mount Capital isn’t demanding like you. I’ve never heard of Astral Wealth Management.” “That’s okay. Now you know.” Charlotte said condescendingly, “The heir of the great Glitter family, Astral Glitter built Astral Wealth Management from the ground up. “Mr. Glitter has been planning to conquer the financial market, and he needs a classic case to put Astral Wealth Management in the forefront.

Soon, the netizens who had been flaming me clicked into the livestream link posted on the company account. I watched calmly as the live comments cursed me without holding back, and started by pulling out a stack of receipts listing a ton of extravagant expenses, asking them. "Does anyone here know what these purchases were for?" No one really responded, so I continued, "Look here with your own eyes. All these receipts stack up to 60 billion dollars—and it's only the credit card records of Ellie Langford and Jennie Langford in the past twenty years.

My Alpha aura almost leaked out uncontrollably. I yanked her up. "What nonsense are you talking about!" She struggled free, sinking back to her knees. Her voice trembled, but she forced out every word, "I know Silverlight used a lot of Ironthorn funds after bankruptcy. I'm not running from the debt. I can sign a repayment agreement. My parents and brother will sign copies too. I will find a way to repay that million dollars." My breath hitched in my chest. My vision felt pulled taut from both sides.

Focus and concentration on to what she was doing, forgetting the world around her. "You're late," the woman added, grinning over her shoulder. "We gave you 'til nightfall before claiming this room as sovereign territory. I'm afraid you've entered Glitterstan." His mouth stayed shut. A part of him wanted to leave. To reclaim the quiet. The control. But his daughter had made a sound—a breath, soft and nasal—something that resembled stifled amusement. And that sound tethered him. The nanny noticed. "You're just in time," she said, patting a spot near the fire. "We need a third for Cheatopoly."

she whispered, “and not all that glitters is gold…” Diego smiled warmly and finished the thought, “But sometimes… all that glitters is your stepdad.” They both chuckled softly and threw pillows at each other.

Ira stutter and Gloria keep her cup and become serious. “Ira, I won’t beat around the bush. I notice some talent in you. That’s why I let you lead my show. I know you need training and I will help you with that. But you would have to sign a contract with us.” Gloria said and Ira nodded. “For how many years?” Ira asked and Gloria smiled. “Five years,” Gloria said, and the girl become silent. She knew it was a big commitment, but it would change her life, too.

said Lily nervously. “Very well” said Mrs. Grizelda and turned towards Ira. “You.. You are suspended from attending any lectures for today. You may leave” said Mrs. Grizelda in a harsh tone. “But ma’am, I am new here. I did not know the rule. They did not tell me that it is not allowed” said Ira pointing towards the people of Dark Sapphire. ‘Wrong move. Now I have to make you suffer’ thought Lily with a smirk. “Are you kidding me? Did I not make the same comment in the morning as Mrs. Grizelda ‘Dear Ira, are we going out for clubbing?’ Did I not?” asked Lily in a dramatic unbelievable tone pretending to be heartbroken by her accusation.