Golden Finger Novels & Stories

At the company's annual design awards, my wife, Susie Miller, gives the grand prize to her male assistant, John Walker, who has only worked there for three months. My coworkers gasp in disbelief. "Mr. Lloyd, how could your design not even make the cut? I could've sworn you had the most votes." I look at Susie, who looks perfectly composed. She calmly looks up. "I'm the chief judge, and I have veto power. I have to appear impartial. Otherwise, people would accuse me of favoritism. Besides, John's design has a lot of potential. He just needs more experience." I stare at her in disappointment. "So, you'd rather sacrifice me? I stayed up night after night working on that design!" Susie fro

After surviving the Khmer Rouge, Dara carries an ancient golden lotus pendant with her family from Cambodia to America. The pendant holds a mysterious connection to their bloodline and the Boran martial arts passed down through generations. Years later, Dara’s granddaughter is raising three children in Brooklyn when the lotus awakens. A terrifying creature called the Hollowkin appears, leading the family beneath Brooklyn to an ancient sealed door. Behind it is a mysterious girl with the narrator’s face—and memories she was never supposed to remember. As the family uncovers secrets hidden by Grandma Dara, they learn the lotus was protecting more than their past. Their Boran teachings are part

"I was going to free Merri regardless of this notice." "I'm glad." Austin muttered, closing the door behind him. He could not wait to share the news with Merrigold, his flower. One that Blooms naturally in golden, orange, yellow, and white colors, often with maroon highlights. Beautiful Floral heads generally with both ray florets and disc florets. A beautiful name for a beautiful woman, he could only think whoever named her knew what they were doing. They had seen her beauty and quickly compared it to the most beautiful flower there is. Her inner beauty was more mesmerizing than anything else.

This and three other topazes held by three other lords that formed the four clans of The Brotherhood of the Oracle, had the peculiarity of allowing their bearers to communicate by thoughts to each other, and with the Supreme Priest of the Brotherhood, who guarded the Golden Snake that housed the rest of the gems. The power of the Fellowship resided in the gems embedded into that snake-shaped device. A large golden snake rolled on itself stood half-lifted with its head pointing upward. It held with its mouth, a four-pointed golden star by one of its spikes. Between each spike, there were four receptacles to fit the four topazes.

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

“I almost forgot. Luna Sylvia gave me this to give to you.” In her hand was a little golden name tag with “Violet” etched along the front in beautiful cursive. “A name tag?” I stated the obvious. Olive nodded, then leaned in like she was going to tell me a secret. “You see how ours is gold and how some of the other guests have silver ones?” She asked, waiting several seconds as I scanned the crowd. When I nodded, her lips thinned into a small line. “Silver means they have the rogue gene. Gold means they’re clear.”

He had zero interest in meeting anyone younger or less disciplined than himself. "Go back to your room," he said, his thin lips barely moving. I let out a breath I’d been holding for an eternity. It felt like a royal pardon. Before I left, I peeled the banana with stubborn fingers and held it up to his face. "I got these 'Goldfinger' ones specifically. They’re the best in the Kingdom. Better than those standard ones you usually have. Try it," I urged, watching him with wide, expectant eyes.

Without Luis' guidance, it would have been nearly impossible to find. "Huh? What's this?" Amid a pile of clutter, Chase's eyes lit up as he spotted a golden, gleaming herb. "Golden gin root?" Chase was overjoyed. This was an essential ingredient for refining the Golden Elixir, a rare and highly sought-after spiritual herb. Although Chase was intent on claiming the herb, he paused to consider his next move. Killing the head of the Hawkinses and leaving so brazenly might be a step too far, even for him.

"How could this gold instrument be worth 1.5 million dollars?" "It must be a unique antique, passed down for centuries!" Tony's face turned dark with anger at Elio’s steep demand. "You think you've got some priceless treasure there, asking for 1.5 million dollars? You must be dreaming!" Elio glanced at him with disdain. "You have no clue, do you? You're nothing compared to your father. This instrument is a thousand-year-old treasure, one of the ' Five Golden Instruments', known as the 'Gentleman's Pin'. I bet you've never even heard of it."

He pointed. I followed the direction of his finger with my eyes and saw the young alpha, who was sitting in one corner of the feast with a scowl on his face, not eating or drinking anything. I felt a retort spring up to my lips but I bit it down. I would keep my father happy in the illusion that he could marry me off, but I'd vowed to myself that I'll never be reduced to that. An alpha's daughter, prussed up like a prize bull and married off to some other alpha.