Gold D Roger Novels & Stories

he instructed as he opened a bottle of wine and poured it into two gold goblets. I washed my hands gladly. Gold and gemstones were, surprisingly, filthy. “Why is the gold so dirty?” I asked him as I joined him at the table. “Coins pass through many hands,” he replied. “Before they enter a dragon’s hoard.” “Being left lying around on the floor probably doesn’t help, either.” I sliced a piece of the meat. “It’s almost as if the dragon finds no value in it. His books are in pristine order in the library, but the precious gems are crushed underfoot.” I had discretely removed the shards of the two stones I had destroyed underfoot and had been relieved to find they were not the only two to experie

I didn't catch the eye of most because I was known to be wolfless and the fact that wasn't the case actually made me giggle a little thinking about it. Walking into the diner I was a bit suprised to see not only Duke and Flint sitting about midway through the diner but the brothers from the other pack sitting with them. I chuckled thinking it was probaly them leaving the note as a stupid prank or warning. I walked in fully planning just to step into the office and talk to Mama Rose. "What you doing here rouge? begging for scraps." Flint hollered at me. I rolled my eyes, it was so obvious when he used rouge as a term not my name and I knew he was looking for a reaction from me. I locked eyes

My heart is pounding in my ears and I can't even hear my own thoughts clearly. This was a bad idea. A bad idea. "Hunt," I said softly, rubbing my thumb against his hand. "I don't know what to say," he said. "So now you're with the rogues and you believe everything they say." "Hunt, I think they can help me. I'm not saying I believe them. They said they aren't the only rogues in the area. They just stuck together because they are hybrid and they've been kicked out from their old packs."

I replied, the news of what happened in the silver waves pack was very vague, they were a big pack and they kept to themselves, handling most of their businesses alone, so getting news of what happened to his mate was a shock to a lot of the neighboring packs, as most of them did not know the luna was human, to begin with. "Well apparently, the Corrigens were the first ones to face those bastards, the thing is they were all killed, thinking it was an outside attack from rogues, and it had something of truth to it, from what I gathered from my connections, the leader of this group is taking in rogues as members and binding them with a blood packet" "Blood packets? he is binding the packet to

Holy Tiger continued, “So, you cannot blame me for what I did that time. Everyone has different needs in life. When you saw the gold, did your heart not flutter? “I do not believe that your heart did not flutter. These gold are worth over three hundred million dollars. Six Door is nothing compared to this.” Holy Tiger then stretched his arms again and looked at his surroundings as he said, “Look at me now, I have beautiful women by my side. Within two years. I have used the gold and gained more than ten times the profit. Isn’t this better than working for Six Doors?”

If he was telling her the truth, she would determine that he has some sort of long-term amnesia. Goldie seemed like the perfect key. It’s almost as if God was serving him up in a silver platter as Katcha watched him knock Leonardo out. With the way how her arm broke when a golden glow started encasing it, she knew she had to have him. He’s not a killer, and she could see that thanks to her first day of meeting him, where he dragged her out of Leonardo's grasp. “You seem like such a sweetheart. Why are you here with these two assholes here?” Katcha asks again, referring to Leonardo and Darryl.

I didn't want to question her or make her relieve her bad past but her words sounded unbelievable. "I never knew you went through a lot sis, I'm truly sorry. As for Stacey, I recently met her at the hotel I'm in, and I kind of felt like she wasn't lying." I said softly. "That's what golddiggers do, they trick and lie. That lady is a professional gold digger who can easily manipulate you, so avoid her at all cost and stay away from her." she said. "Okay, thank you for making things clear to me. I will talk to you later, I love you." I whispered.

The way I saw it, the index of Roger's emotional intelligence was probably a negative number. How come he, who was asking for my help, talk like that? I rolled my eyes at him and said, "No." Then I was ready to leave directly. Roger pulled me with one hand and said, "Don't leave, don't! I'll give you money! 500,000 dollars! What do you think of it? If you settle this matter for me, I'll give you 500,000 dollars!" ...... The onlookers were stunned. " 500,000 dollars?"

“I have men that aren’t afraid to get their hands dirty if you need the assistance. I simply want to help.” I nod, and Roger shows him to the door. As soon as he’s gone, I pour myself a generous amount of scotch. Tough kid, rough around the edges even with all his posturing in that suit and expensive haircut. Certainly somebody I’d prefer to call an ally than an enemy. When Roger returns, he immediately launches into the earful he's dying to give me. “We didn't need him to tell us it was Jack. I think it was obvious from the beginning that he’s behind this shit.”

Her eyes widened comically as she took in the balance. "Holy moonstone!" she exclaimed. "That's enough to buy half the territory! What did you do, threaten to expose all his pack secrets?" "He just... transferred it," I said, still bewildered. "After I specifically told him I wanted to be independent." Sarah's lips curled into a mischievous grin. "Well, well, well. Looks like Daddy Gold is trying to stay in your good graces." "Daddy Gold?" I repeated, incredulous. "That's what the she-wolves at the Silver Moon Club call him," Sarah explained with a shrug. "Rich, powerful Alpha who provides for his favorites. Though usually not quite this generously."