Golden Marriage Novels & Stories

Don't bother me again. Tessa looked defiant as she took out a wrapped gift. It was an accessory from a luxury brand that was favored by men in the upper class. When I was young, I had once imagined that I would be able to own such jewelry in the future if I worked hard. In the past two days, two women had presented me with them. Tessa held the gift box and said seriously, "Ethan, let's get married. I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you. Give me another chance."

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."

“Uomini meravigliosi (gorgeous men).” She stared at her computer screen in her office as she looked through Damian’s business. His grandfather had started it and it had been passed down, each man expanding it and making it excel. Theirs wasn’t the only trading company, but it had become the strongest, and as of right now, the wealthiest. Which was in part, why Angel thought the contract was ideal.

Reward: Elemental Affinity (the grade is variable, completing it before turning seven years old is perfect-grade, after that it will be lowered a grade for every six months). Golden become excited with this new sub-quest, he still had nine months before turning seven years old, and only his physical stats still without reaching the required mark. Golden knew it wouldn't be easy, but it was something possible to do with hard work. The next day almost the entire Penny clan knew about Golden becoming a disciple of Swordmad. The unexpected news shocked all of them. Of all the kids in the clan, how could the eccentric expert of the sword choose a mere bookworm? That was the main train of thought

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?

Then, unexpectedly, he dug his hand into his pocket and pulled out two crisp hundred-dollar bills. “Here," he said, stretching the cash toward him. Jake frowned as Aaron pushed the notes against his chest. "What?” he muttered, confused. “What… what's this for?” Aaron shrugged. "For a job well done." The other man laughed, urging him to take it. But Jake just stared at the money. "You serious?" he asked, lifting his eyes to Aaron. Aaron exhaled smoke through his nose. "It's on me, brother." For a moment, Jake simply stood there. His first instinct was to refuse. The second was to take the money and throw it back into Aaron's face as he cursed him out loud.

It sat flush against the kite diamond and the plain wedding band. A stack of stories. The engagement. The marriage. The endurance. "It fits," Ethan observed, leaning in to look. "It fits," Liam agreed. Aurora looked at the ring. She saw the vines. She saw the gold repairs. She saw the work. "It's... intricate," she whispered. "It's kintsugi," he said. "Repairing with gold. Because the broken parts... they're the strongest parts now." Tears filled Aurora’s eyes. Hot, happy tears.

Agape. "It was made of gold. It's so shiny and I never saw any card like that. It's far more exquisite than Dubai First Royale. It has a name engraved on it: Royalty Card. It was like traced by melted diamond. I don't know. My hands feel like it turned into gold when I hold it." As far as I want to elaborate it more, I can't find any perfect word to describe it. I want to have something like that too. That bitch is surely filthy rich! Proven by her harp with too many diamonds. Tsk.

It was strange. "I was honestly afraid of the answer," I admitted. "So what is it you're trying to get abuelo to sign over?" "Okay then," he rubbed the side of his face, "in less complicated terms I'm in the precious materials and gem industry." "Like gold and diamonds?" I asked. "Gold," yes he nodded, "rhodium," he cleared his throat. "Rhodium?" "It's the most expensive metal there is out there." "I thought that was platinum."

I whisper in her ear, hugging her back full body once the gold completely returns. Once she lefts go, luckily, the gold doesn't flow out again. The feeling of her love enveloping me lingers. "Everything I touch with my...golden tip? Is, um, also turning gold. How are we getting rid of the gilt?" Kilyn practically begs. "Mund ta heqim gishtin." The doctor suggests something with a shrug.