Golden Hunter Novels & Stories

In the end, my grandfather was the one who had led Skymex Group to its current glory in his youth, propelling himself as the richest man of Adonia. That was why everyone in the hall recognized him and knew about his legend. And given everything he did since he arrived, everyone in the hall now understood that I was the real grandson of Miles Langford—and Harold was the gigolo who was being sponsored. That was why they were all looking at him in disgust right then. "What? Harold Langford is really a gigolo! How desperate do those women have to be to get a sugar baby like that?" "Hell, I think Quincy, Ellie, and Jennie are the crazy ones here. Ellie and Jennie actually called their own family

Upon ascertaining that she was at the correct house, she returned. The awkward atmosphere was broken by Mrs. Linton's appearance. "Shannon, you're here! This is Ethan. He's been thinking about investing in a fish pond recently. Aren't you an expert in this field? I asked him to come and ask you about it." When I realized that the woman standing in front of me was Shannon, I stopped what I was doing and got up to walk over to her. "Hello, Ms. Holland. I'm Ethan." Shannon wiped her hands on her clothes and shook my hand confidently. "Hello."

“Hi, Natasha. My name is Harold. I believe I can answer your questions.” I narrowed my eyes on him as I shook his hand. I crossed my arms over my chest. “Well, go on.” Timothy stepped in between us. “There is a pack of rogue wolves running in our woods. They are after you. The wolf that attacked you was one of them. We have put traps in the woods to keep them out.” “And how do you know this?” “Harold is one of them. He has been helping us and giving us valuable information.” “If you don’t want to tell me the truth, just say that. You don’t have to lie to me.”

“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.”

He thought that over and slowly turned around to face her again. “No outside drugs?” “Nope. You can find what you need if you know where to look and know who to ask.” “And here I thought you were on the up and up.” She laughed and shook her head. He stared, he couldn’t help it. Her eyes turned an even more golden color when her smile was like that. “I never said I was. Thought it would be a good way to turn a profit. You know, sell what we traffic.”

The explosion had reopened his shotgun wound, and his breathing was shallow, ragged, and fading fast. Yet, as she approached, his amber eyes snapped open in the dark, locking onto her plus-size frame with that same terrifying, unhinged territorial hunger that defied his own mortality. He reached out, his bloody fingers tangling firmly into the hem of her sweater, pulling her down until her curves were pressed against his trembling chest.

blue is really his colour. “I've shared the file with you. Look through it and find your partner.” I watch as he turns to the white board, raises his hand and starts writing something down. The fabric at his wrist slips away, revealing the small gold watch he wears there and more expanse of delicious skin. I really have to get myself together. I open my phone, d******d the file and skim through. Jackson, there it is. Paired with a McShaw. Who's McShaw?

the wolf said and i blush “ What is your name? Or do you and lukas share the same name? I asked, the wolf nodded his head “ My name is Asher, Lukas wolf” He sent the environment “ I smell humans around here, I have to give control to lukas” he said and immediately the wolf shifted back to humans. “ Who is there? Show yourself.” he said and stayed behind him Two people came out and bowed to me. I was shocked “ Who are you? “ I asked “ We are hunters just like you and your dad was our leader. We heard from your uncle that he is dead and since then we have been watching you.” he explained

"Jack will give you the name." A brief pause. "Jack," Dante repeated carefully. "He knows the location," I said. "And he knows the exits." Another pause. Shorter this time. "Understood," Dante said. I ended the call. Set the phone down. Looked at the window. Stone City spread out beyond the glass. Grey and alive and full of buried things that were starting to come back up. A twenty two year old boy with his father's mind and his father's gift and twenty two years of hunger sharpening both into something that even I hadn't fully anticipated.

As for the others, whom he used and then dumped, they still fawned over him. Now that they knew the truth, I wondered if they were disgusted. I picked up my phone and smushed it hard against Jack's face. "You said you'd help me ‘test out’ gold diggers, and this is how you do it?" I turned to Cyndi with a half-smile on my face. "Congratulations on becoming the 21st gold digger he detected for me." With that, my family and I turned and left without hesitation. As expected, Jack would not let it go, stumbling toward me and trying to grab my arm. "Shane, don't do this. Aren't we best friends? Let me explain..."