Golden High Novels & Stories

she quickly added, "but that's what makes it cool." Oh, yeah. I also don't have the best reputation. But I'm over that. I'm starting anew, right? "Yeah, sure." I shifted uncomfortably in my seat and cleared my throat. "So, I've overheard them talking about the last personal object from the Great Witch. A golden trinket. They're going to use it in their ritual to have a stronger connection with her, in order to make this impossible ritual possible," I uttered. When no one spoke, I continued, "This golden trinket is somewhere in the world. And they're determined to find it."

"A few days ago… I had a dream. In it… In it, it showed me that Grandma and I poisoned you. You died. I even cursed you, saying that you were some feminazi who deserved it." His body began to tremble uncontrollably. "That wasn't a dream." I met his gaze calmly. "You did that in your past life." Ryder's eyes widened with incredulity. He sat there, frozen and stupefied by the revelation. The color drained from his face in an instant, leaving behind nothing but a deathly pallor. Despair, regret, pain—every emotion collided across his features before he hunched over in silence. He slipped from his chair and dropped to his knees with a dull thud. Across the table, he bowed his head heavily toward

*Hazel* The room was unexpectedly large and modernly furnished. I had anticipated complete darkness, thinking it would mirror the outside night, but I was immediately shocked. It was nothing like I imagined. The room was themed in gold and white, making it sparkle and feel almost ethereal, as if every surface had been touched by sunlight. The décor was elegant yet comfortable, a perfect balance between luxury and warmth.

I pushed the door open, and the noise inside the room came to an abrupt halt. Seeing my pale face, Claire Musk looked annoyed. "So what if I didn't give you thirty dollars? Who are you trying to scare with that expression, like you're attending a funeral? You're just like those gold-diggers—reeking of greed and utterly vulgar!" Hearing these insults with my own ears, I felt nothing at all. Not anger. Not sorrow. Not even disappointment. When Claire walked toward me, I calmly took a step back—avoiding the nauseating scent clinging to her, a mixture that clearly belonged to another man.

"She's my girlfriend." "No, I'm not. We broke up a long time ago." Yael, with a grin, eyed Caleb and could not help but notice the ring he was holding. "An HD ring? I remember at the auction, Mr. Brooks and I were both after the Heart of the Ocean. I knew I couldn't outbid him, but he stopped at three million dollars. Do you prefer this diamond ring?" Yael's words shocked me. Three million dollars for that necklace? Yael sure knew how to waste money.

The hotel manager said pitifully, “Mr. Homer said that the special guest for this charity dinner was a very important person, so he made Harper fully responsible for the planning and security. He would not let me interfere with their arrangements...” Xavion sank into deep thought. After that, he glanced at the lounge that had its doors shut tight and asked, “Is Homer’s special guest here?” The hotel manager promptly answered, “Master, the special guest inside is the now-popular Oskian singer, Miss Quinn Golding.” “Quinn Golding?” Xavion furrowed his brow and asked, “If I remember correctly, isn’t she the Oskia Golding family’s only daughter?” “Yes...” The hotel manager nodded and affirmed, “

You can produce the Golden Pill? Yennie was stunned, she looked up and down at Darryl and could not help but smile lightly, “You really are not ashamed of yourself, do you know what Golden Pill is? That is something only available at the Godly Region, it does not exist at the nine continents. You will not be able to produce it even if you have elixir production knowledge.” As she spoke, her face was filled with humiliation. Darryl was not bothered at all when he felt the humiliation from Yennie. He smiled and said, “How would you know if you don’t try? Or would you rather continue to suffer like this?”

Just like that, the bald guy’s limbs were broken and he was dragged out! Dragged to where? To Golden City! Two hours later! At this moment in Golden City, which was literally painted in gold, there was a high-hanging plaque with the words ‘Fiery Koi’ written on it in a particular eight-story classic-styled building. It was the third-ranking underground force of Golden City! It was one of the three overlords of Golden City that everyone feared!

Elon covered his nose, shouting, "Get that away from me! What the hell is that? It smells like crap!" Sherilyn waved her hand in front of her nose, trying to block the stench. "Why does it smell so bad? Elon asked for golden juice, not whatever this is!" Kaden explained calmly, "This is golden juice. Mr. Golding, you might not know this, but golden juice is made from freshly excreted human waste, boiled down. From a medical perspective, it does have strong detoxifying properties." Elon gagged again, his face turning pale. "Wait, are you saying golden juice is… human feces?"

she tried to sound light and happy “Hey, what are you talking about, forget about my wedding now my sweetie, open the news and check what’s making headlines today,” “Okay, hold on,” Mahira wore her pair of handsfree and began surfing on the phone, to say that she was dumbfounded or thunderstruck would be an understatement, flashing everywhere were news of Goldwyn’s bankruptcy , his nude pictures of some old parties with nude girls were also being shamelessly flashed across the media, even yesterday’s party pictures made it to light where he was holding a bottle of whisky and was dancing away with nude girls It was mentioned that Goldwyn had insulted and tried to piss off the woman of some bi