Golden Boy Novels & Stories

Golden boy explained. I was silent for a moment, trying to process everything he was saying. "I don't like this," I said, balling my hands into fists. "I've got no values to protect." "Yeah, but you do have Ronnie," Golden boy said, causing me to look up at him. "She's also your family. Boys are gonna hit on her. She's gonna get tons of attention from everyone, including your enemies. You wouldn't just stand aside and let them have their way with her, would you?"

Grips. The gold doesn't waver.

Diamonds and gold and a Mac all fetched decent prices, even when sold on the run and in desperation. She glanced over at Jack again, trying to get a feel for the guy. One thing that she’d always been bad at was seeing people for who they really were, and the most stunning example of her stupidity in this area was her ex-husband. She’d been raised in a sheltered little bubble, for the most part, and her street-smarts were exactly zero, and she knew it. Claire had always taken people at their word and at face value… and since coming to Denver and starting this new life, she’d had to start to learn the valuable skill of seeing past the bullshit words and slick exteriors that people trotted out.

"That was Ms. Thornton’s secondary card, with no spending limit. She had preloaded $1,000,000 onto it as a New Year's gift for you. Unfortunately, you burned it." "A… A million? No limit?" Diana’s eyes rolled back. She nearly fainted. She scrambled toward the brazier, ignoring the heat, digging frantically through the ashes. "My money! That was my money! One million! What have I done?!" Her hands blistered from the heat, but she kept clawing through the ashes, wailing. I watched her coldly, then took out the red velvet box she had thrown aside earlier. "And this." I opened it and took out the pair of gold bangles she had dismissed as cheap junk. "Caleb, read them the certification."

The Golden brothers find their seats at the table nearby. The man before them is tanned beautifully and his dark, chocolate eyes briefly wash down the sight of me in a shimmery gold dress. I thought it was cute and ironic when I bought it. Now I feel like another useless trophy the Golden brothers kept in their search for revenge. "American woman?" The man tips his head toward me, the brothers tensing as the focus of the room is turned in my direction. "She's beautiful, lads. I would offer some company of my connections here, but it looks like you brought some worthy companionship of your own."

It impressed him because the King never opted for clear colours before. He looked absolutely handsome, even better than the Kings he always imagined while reading his favourite books. "Taegen." he stood before the instrument. Taegen lifted his head and smiled at him, "Welcome back Diamond." Jimmy's eyes grew wider when he noticed the yellow colour mixed with the pink on the King's eyes. Yellow means happiness. He remembered the note he wrote when he read the book about the Emius. He promised to make Taegen happy and it finally happened. "Good afternoon, your Majesty." Ruby greeted the king.

Felix introduced enthusiastically. Byron added, "Mr. Gold is a wealthy businessman from Aston. He owns half the shops in Centropolis, and has vast overseas assets and investment funds. If he weren’t so low-key, he'd definitely be on the Forbes Billionaires List every year." Frederick smiled politely. "Mr. Gold, you look barely over thirty. Truly impressive!" A beautiful woman nearby with a noticeable baby bump snorted disdainfully, "My husband is too kind-hearted, always bringing all sorts of riffraff to his side. Don’t think saying a few nice words will make you part of our family!"

The gems lit up, began their opening notes. Rain shivered as unearthly music, barely heard and intensely felt, vibrated in the air. Designed to physically pleasure the listener, the sounds shivered with the radiance of the aurora, seductively sweet. Piercing. Addictive. Rain shivered. She hadn’t meant to make the Bell. It was supposed to be a gate key, a door to the Dark Lands that would allow her to take a peek without being trapped. She realized too late that one actually had to go the Dark Lands before it could be set, which was problematic, since she’d had no intention of applying for her green card. By then she’d been addicted, unable to abandon her seductive little toy. The idea of it

He roared, "Stop wasting time! It's Bone-Rotting Elixir, and the only thing that can save me is golden juice. Just get me the golden juice, now!" Kaden hesitated, looking stunned. "Golden juice? Are you sure that's the cure, Mr. Golding?" Elon glared at him, his anger boiling over. "Of course, I'm sure! Do you think I'd joke about my own life? Just get me the damn golden juice, and once I'm safe, I'm going to make that little bastard pay for this!" Kaden still did not move, his face filled with hesitation. "Mr. Golding, I'm afraid this poison might be… better left untreated."

The day Victor Moretti told me he was the Sicilian Don's heir, he also handed me a bill for everything he had spent on me over the years. "Elena, the Family will never let a woman who came to me for money become its next Donna." He pushed the ledger across the table to me. From the hot dogs we shared when we first got together to the condoms we used the first time we slept together. From the mattress-cleaning bill he had fronted to the hospital bill for my miscarriage. Thirty-seven thousand five hundred dollars in total. Every single item, down to the cent. I looked at the man I had loved for five years, swallowed the taste of blood rising in my throat, and kept my voice low. "I have to set