Golden Gate Townhomes Reviews Novels & Stories

Most of the house stood two storey tall with the exception of one side that is one storey complemented by a jade gable roofing with a surrounding woods. One thing it had that I was expecting was an iron gate surrounding the property,Jaden hit a button on the roof of his car the gate opened allowing us in.He drove down his driveway that was lined with cute little shrubs and came to stop right in front of the house and shut off the engine "unpretentious isn't it." he commented. "if you over look the fact that a twenty-five years old bought this,then yes " I answered.The house was beautiful but I couldn't say much until I see the inside,he may also have a golden bathtub.

Gold Mansion was a property of the Glory Group. Wendy had seen a picture in a magazine before. The first floor was dominated by the sales representatives. The counter was full of classic Glory Jewelry. Even Stella Brown's early design was here. "Wendy, I think I might change my mind about you. Such a big mall all belongs to your family." Daisy opened her mouth and was stunned. Wendy glared at her and said, "This isn't mine. It belongs to the Gavyn Family."

Right there and then, I wanted nothing more than to turn around on the horse and mark him as my mate. "Look sharp, we're already home." Alexander said suddenly, startling me a bit. I pulled myself from my naughty thoughts and looked around: the grassy plains we'd been crossing was giving way to a settlement now. Houses sprang up along the dirt road we were crossing—small, homely houses with female wolves doing their washing at the back and little wolves playing at the front. Immediately Alexander's horse walked in, they all chanted: "Alpha! Alpha!" I watched as Alexander waved to his people with a smile. I looked around, catching a few stares thrown my way. Some were curious, others were pla

Zara's POV The Golden Gate Hotel was among the priciest and most opulent establishments I have ever visited. Thick, pricey off-white curtains draped the tall windows, and the reception desk, walls, and floors were all constructed and covered in expensive white marble. Signature paintings by well-known painters lined the walls, and a massive fountain screamed wealth and prestige in the middle of the reception area. "I am a little surprised, but that seems like a picture of a famous football player," Kaya gasped.

To see the awe on his face. "Never been?" Gaelan asked and locked eyes with Nolan in the rearview. "Never. But now I might be a bit fucking sad about that. This place looks fucking impressive. Nothing like our pack house." He was right. The house wasn't a house at all. It was a sandstone mansion with large windows and open plans. Several resting nooks at the front and an Olympic-sized swimming pool at the back. Three grottos and two fountains. A hot tub.

"You promised that the three of us would always be together. You can't go back on your word." A sliver of light crept in through the window at the end of the hallway. Dawn had come. But in her world, everything was still shrouded in darkness. … Meanwhile, in Goldmont City. "Mr. Fox, Miss Talois, this villa offers a spectacular view. You can overlook the entire city, and directly across, you can see Cloud Palace. It's just ten minutes' drive to Cloud Palace Garden, a national-level park with pristine ecology," the sales manager explained meticulously.

Those memories were affective and I liked to cultivate them, and certainly, if one day I had children, I would help them create their own memories there. It didn't take long before we arrived at the beautiful Goldbergs' house, I took the car to the driveway and parked it. The house was a two-story in a beige shade, filled with windows, ornate glass doors, and flowered and manicured outdoor patios. " Welcome to the Goldberg hideout," I joked before getting out of the car. " Did you grow up in this town, Blair? " Joe asked, attracting the attention of his cousin, who seemed interested in the information.

Even the agent seemed shocked, perhaps because of her colleague’s comment. Then she snapped out of it and gave a professional smile. “Although this house only has five bedrooms, it has a three-room live-in quarters, along with outdoor space. Moreover, within Infinity View, Golden Street is the most expensive. The house has just been listed on the market, and the owner listed it for two hundred and fifty million,” she explained patiently. “We will take it,” Mum nodded and made her decision. “Ma, really, this is the best price for the house. To be honest with you, this house can sell for as high as four hundred million, but the owner wants the deal closed…” the agent suddenly paused.

The capital was fucking overpriced and overrated! Even the so-called affordable luxury options made me want to hyperventilate. $15 million for a two-bedroom townhouse tucked inside a gated community, where I'd probably have hang a siren over the roof of my car, pretending to be an ambulance or a police vehicle, just to beat traffic. All that stress for a two bedrooms! For that price, I should be getting a fortress with retractable turrets and laser defense systems, not a glorified shoebox with marble tiles!

Ted leaned over and pressed a few things on his tablets bringing up an album of his current rentals, “executive, fully furnished spaces for the corporate world.” “I’m not sure if the mundane nature of furnishing corporate condos is something I want to venture into.” “A little mundane to pay the bills and pad the account, a little fun and feisty to feed your soul and make you happy.” I guess that was one way to look at it. We pulled up to such a massive gate that the barbed wire at the top seemed like overkill. Every house within the gated community was astonishing, but there was one that sat on a lot much larger lot than the others and it was hard to miss.