Golden Finger Novels & Stories

Victoria frowned. "What?!" Mathilda opened her eyes wide. With a smile, Evelyn handed over her camera to Officer Mark and he quickly went through them. "So what's the necklace look like?" Evelyn asked Victoria with a shrug, who shot a glare at Evelyn -- Evelyn knew full well what it looks like. Victoria framed Evelyn with the same necklace last time. "It's A golden leaf with three different colors of gold, giving it an antique look, like the magic golden leaf that can swipe off bad luck." Victoria described.

I turned my face noting that it was already dawn and the sun's rays were entering the room, I sighed and then got up. _________ Okay... - I replied to the queen who kissed me on the forehead and left my room. The day was monotonous and full of protocols, another day in paradise, I think to myself walking towards the last of those enlisted to compete for the Diamond crown, Elizabeth Murbeck proved to be skilled in the culinary art and won the coveted position, if you analyze it the girl in question beauty could describe her as a bright sun, a wide smile was present, something genuine and true; in terms of physics she carried unique details because she did not have thin legs or arms that could

I ended the call before he could finish that sentence. The scent of Ethiopian coffee and butter croissants greeted us when we arrived at the private lounge of Glow Jewelry. Hugo pulled out a chair for me, whispering, “I just want to make sure your finger is happy before the night comes.” Across from us, Madame Valeria Glow—a refined woman with silver hair and an ivory-white suit—opened a purple velvet box. Three ring designs were displayed: a pale blue oval sapphire flanked by baguette diamonds, a light yellow marquise set in rose gold, and lastly, a large colorless brilliant cut surrounded by a halo as delicate as morning dew.

“Believe it or not, the so-called superpowers of the world are superpowers because of us. And the incredible thing is, they don’t even care who we are, what we are and what we do. They are all just after their power. That’s all. So, we used this to our advantage and we waited, and we waited, and we waited. We kept producing goods and making profit in the black market. We waited seven years for our chance. This Golden Leaf is the chance we have been waiting for. A few days ago our scientists made a discovery that this particular Golden Leaf has a special chemical that allows us to reproduce, replicate and mould it into whatever we want. My scientists told me that within just ten days, we coul

"Your bounty has been doubled. To bring you in for a bounty, they'd have to fight each other." Mira turned around and walked over to his desk, where he handed her the envelope. "Wicked." She smiled as she looked it over. Someone anonymous opened a contract for her head. Behind the contract was a golden card. A golden card gave Mira access to all the information she needed about the contract, including who opened it, who accepted it, and how the payment would be distributed to those who completed it. The presence of a golden card indicates that all information was accessible. The Black Market offered three different types of cards: golden, silver, and bronze. Silver indicated that there was j

"In fact, this ring is far from worthless. I can't put a tag on it, but my rough estimate says that this ring is more valuable than 100 grams of pure gold. But that idiot holding onto this... is what makes its value plummet to the ground!" "100 grams of pure gold!" All three guys' jaws dropped, they uttered. "Are you fucking kidding me!" "You know I never joke around money, fellas." Wolf's eyes again stuck on the ring. "This ring is forged from the CZ-alloy, a by-product of nuclear refineries... similar to Plutonium 238."

Dishwashers accepted the bowls and cups, keeping the area clean as diners left. “Yellow arches, eat your heart out,” Rain murmured, her mouth watering. Before she could ask what they were serving, the stall on her left captured her attention. She gasped. A beautiful jacket of wine-red velvet was displayed on a wooden mannequin, complete with matching choker and earrings. Cropped, close-fitted at the bust to hug a woman’s body, it fastened with a gold clasp between the breasts. The sleeves were full and made of a sheer, burgundy fabric with ruby and diamond crystal cuffs. At least she assumed the stones were crystal; she wouldn’t dare display real stones like that in an open market. A black s

Fremingo had to let go of her and said, "don't be angry. I've prepared a gift for you." As soon as he said, a waiter came over with a gift box tied with champagne ribbon on a tray. Yuri wanted to leave, but Fremingo handed her the gift and said, "open it." Yuri took a look at the gift box and finally opened it. There was a golden needle bag in it. He opened the package and saw a whole set of gold needles. She was stunned and a wave of anger was instantly thrown behind her. Yuri had been contacting all kinds of gold and silver needles with her grandmother since she was a child. She could tell at a glance that this set of gold needles was the famous Wang gold needle in the last century.

The different hues of brown, the greens and the shades of red blends together perfectly like a mirage of colors. Everything blends but one thing continually stands out…. Gold. At first, I think it’s just the way the light hits the stalls. He angles and all, but as we pass closer, I see it clearly. Jewelry lining every store and adorning people. Necklaces layered thick with coins. Bracelets stacked high on velvet displays. Rings that catch the light so sharply they almost hurt to look at. Gold. So much of it. Displayed openly. I slow without realizing it. Safiya notices immediately. “You’re staring, Evelyn.”

The room exuded a sense of extravagant luxury, with the gold and white color scheme creating a visually stunning effect. As she gazed forward, her eyes were drawn to a golden door near the window, its ornate design catching the light. A table and chair stood nearby, and the entire wall seemed to shimmer with the reflected glow of gold. It was no surprise to Gwendolyn that every detail of Lucien's surroundings spoke of his immense wealth.