Golden Boy Mga Nobela at Kwento

I give him the middle finger. I have your secret now, let's see what the golden boy could do to me if I finally exposed them.

Sirene said as she noticed that Jackie was eating snacks inside their private room. “Dakota was focused on the Heavenly Gold Grape Pill that she didn't notice his stare.” Soheila said. “Big sister, it's your pills' fault.” Hannah said while pointing at Soheila. Soheila touched her chest wondering why it was her fault. “Yow! I need money, okay? Money is everything.” They all laughed as they looked at Soheila who felt like she was wronged. The first Heavenly Gold Grape Pill was finally auctioned off by Dakota for 300 billion gold coins.

"WOW!" Luis Park and Butt couldn't believe it. The box they waited and prayed to reveal is not the Immortal Artifact! "Goldies!" Both exclaimed. "Hehe, Goldie's..." Luis Park couldn't hold anymore! When it is all about money he can no longer control himself! He jumps at the Goldies! Luis Park didn't mind what kind of slave he had. Without hesitation, he touched the goodies! 'This gold is an Egg!' Luis park thought.

Chapter 1 I just moved out of my new condo. Why? Because my dad kicked me out just because I won't stop the habits, he also cut my cards and gave me 150,000 pesos that I should budget for one month. As if it will cover all my spending habits! He also buys me a condo where I can stay until I changed to be the better person he wants me to be, I should stick to one lover. As if I treated those guys as my lover!

Why did he not apologize in person instead? "Big H, the gold bar it's quite heavy. It should be worth quite a lot! Why don’t you keep it!" Mike placed the gold bar and the box in Hayden's hand. "Elliot gave you a gold bar because he thinks you're golden. You're shiny and glittery. You burn bright." "You're describing a star." "Oh, what he means is that you have a bright future. You'll do great things." "I will surpass him in the future!" Hayden threw the gold bar aside. "I don't need his apology!"

blue is really his colour. “I've shared the file with you. Look through it and find your partner.” I watch as he turns to the white board, raises his hand and starts writing something down. The fabric at his wrist slips away, revealing the small gold watch he wears there and more expanse of delicious skin. I really have to get myself together. I open my phone, d******d the file and skim through. Jackson, there it is. Paired with a McShaw. Who's McShaw?

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.

“I have Angel, but I do agree with my dad.” “Is that right?” Angel’s voice grew softer, sexier even and both men seemed taken back. “Beauty should be seen, but not heard, is that what you mean?” At their nod, she slowly smiled and Damian watched in fascination at her. She leaned closer to Jordan, the look of seduction in her eyes and moved her lips to his ear, going into grave detail about the last man that had told her that; how he ended up missing seven fingers, three toes, a tongue along with a dick, and all thanks to her. And as she pulled back, she was still smiling as sweetly as ever, the man before her paled. Angel was no fool; she knew she needed Jordan’s allegiance, not his dad

"Caroline! You can't leave! Hailey's sick now, and the doctor said the full treatment will cost at least thirty thousand. You have a job now, so you need to chip in!" I looked at the woman in front of me with disgust. Only at times like this did she suddenly start talking about 'family bonds.' Ashton turned and gently pried Mom's tight grip off my arm. "Mrs. Fisher, Caroline has her own career and life now. As for Hailey's illness, it has nothing to do with her, and she has no responsibility over it." … With everything settled, I felt exhausted. After returning to my apartment, I passed out for a whole day.

Zak and Rachel were as clueless as I was, as we exchanged bewildered looks with each other. Señor Ramirez looked at us. “The Golden Leaf has been stolen.” I gasped in horror, as did Zak and Rachel. Silence hung in the room. “No way,” I finally said, my voice trembling. “I received a call last night from my good friend from my time with the