Golden Crimson Novels & Stories

Grips. The gold doesn't waver.

But my real focus wasn’t my reflection. My focus was on the project. The clients. And the determination not to let Damien Hayes think I am not capable. I wore my old black heels. They pinched slightly, but they made me feel taller. _____________________________________________ At the Grand Arc Hotel, my nerves were like many little sparks tickling my skin. Golden light filtered down through the chandeliers. The chandeliers had a shape similar to an upside down crystal fountain. Light reflected off the marble floor. The floor was polished. Shadows of moving people became moving shadows.

The lines are simple and allow the gold to shine. “Garnets?” I ask, unsure of the stone. They are deeply red, like the seeds of the pomegranate. “Yes! It’s good to know your gemstones! I always know them because they look like pomegranate seeds, and they shine more brilliantly at night.”

“But I hear she is wolfless. How then can your wolf be drawn to hers?” I met his gaze steadily, refusing to waver. “I’m led to believe her situation is temporary,” I replied. “She is a Golden Luna, after all. The lateness of her wolf—it’s merely an eccentricity. One I hope to rectify and utilize for our benefit. As my pack seeks to rise again, I hope we can continue to count Pack Darthrow as our firm allies.”

asked Iris showing Kiara a box with glitters . " Iris , aren't these the same ? " said Kiara trying to see the difference between the glitters . " No ! They are different . These are grey gliters , these are silver glitters , these are white gold glitters and these are shiny silver glitters . " said Iris . ' These look all the same . They are all grey . ' thought Kiara confused trying to differ the glitter as Iris explained it to her . " Kiara , do you like these crystals ? Dark starry night or dark blue night ? " said Emily showing her two dark blue crystals that looked the same .

When he had drank it the first time nothing happened because we weren't a mated couple nor was it the vibrant color it was currently. "Does the golden blood cause confusion," I asked Aisha rather loudly. "Golden blood is from the Gods, Missy," the old woman cackled. I raised a brow and glanced over at her. Aisha made a snarl and told me Zeus was messing with Zayn and causing him issues. I rolled my eyes when she told me Zayn would have to overcome him. I asked if Zeus was responsible for the blood in my veins and she told me she thought it was a gift from the moon goddess but would check with her to be certain. I was getting frustrated with being a play thing for these higher beings. I heade

A crimson-gold radiance that pulses like a heartbeat. We emerge into a chamber that defies description. It's vast—so vast I can't see the far walls, despite the light that emanates from the center. The water here is different, too. Thicker. More like honey than liquid, and it glows with that same crimson-gold light. And at the center of it all, suspended in the thick water, is Arkenox's true form.

But it’s the color that steals my breath: deep crimson, almost scarlet. It’s not a ruby. I’ve seen rubies. This is… different. Brighter somehow, more vivid, like someone distilled the color red down to its purest form. Malachi’s ring goes on my right hand. His is rose gold with smaller diamonds trailing around it like stars. Jaxon slides his onto my left hand, stacking with Ronan’s. It’s bold, white gold with an alexandrite center stone surrounded by diamonds. I hold up both hands, staring at them.

I asked cautiously. “I don’t like repeating myself, Ms. Johnson.” Lancelin sighed and flipped through the pages of the file he had in front of him. I picked up the box and opened it to reveal a small, gorgeous looking lipstick tube. Placing the box and my planner on the desk, I took out the tiny tube and brought it closer to my eyes for inspection. The name Esteem Amber was written in gold on the side of the tube and I had a vague feeling that it was inscribed in real gold. Half of the tube was transparent with a giant ruby crystal at the very top of the tube and the bottom half was made of some kind of black metal. The tube itself was lightweight and the lipstick inside was a brilliant red,

The Crown glowed faintly beneath her skin—gold, ancient, living. “I’m ready.”