Golden Scar Novels & Stories

Roses, lilies, sunflowers. Parang flower shop na sinabugan ng bomba. Kim sat by a huge vanity mirror, flawless and regal in a shimmering silver gown. Her hair pulled into a sleek, high ponytail that highlighted her sharp jawline and commanding presence. She looked like a queen, not just a celebrity. Silver chokers wrapped around her neck like armor. Then she moved her hand—and my breath caught. A gold bracelet. Among the silver bangles, that gold one shone brightest.

She nodded her head understanding my point. "That's a good idea… I'm giving her control not for you but for everyone. In this way, she can get along with everyone." Sana mumbled and soon her eyes turned golden. Everyone sat straight and stiffened their bodies because of Maya's aura. Sana is blessed with a golden wolf which rarely gets anyone but who has a heart of gold. Golden Wolves have a different aura around them, they make the environment friendly and at the same time, if they are angry then their aura forces the person in front of them to kneel and give up. I feel so proud of Sana and Maya.

The brief fight paved the way for some Ayruzians to gossip about Akshara and Dev, who stood behind Akshara. “Why our crown prince is defending that barmaid?” “Maybe she is his possession” “When they tested her virginity, they found the trace of golden blood in her.” “What’s that mean?” “Only two dragons have golden blood in the entire cosmos. One is his father, other is him. As you know about his father, it’s our crown prince’s golden blood. He has imprinted on her, probably.” “What?” “Can’t you see the human is marked as possession of our crown prince?”

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 challenge. A flicker of amusement curved Alaric’s mouth, sharp and dangerous. “Alaric Moore.” The name rippled through the hall like a warning bell. Briarcrest royalty. The heir. The untouchable. And now, by law and ceremony alone, had tied to her. “Congratulations,” Nyx said coolly. “Do you want a medal?” A few students inhaled sharply. Someone laughed, then stopped as if realizing laughter itself might be a punishable offense.

"Previous reports stated that both the actress Natalie Wright and her mother Melanie Wright have animosity towards the relationship between Willow Mason and billionaire and CEO of Wright Corp., Knox Wright. But the women seem to actually have a very good relationship and continues to keep in touch after the breakup. This makes us wonder if other previous reports could also be exaggerated. Is Willow Mason really a gold digger or just a normal girl who happened to fall in love with a billionaire?" "Whoa." Willow took the phone from Susan and read it one more time. Never in the last three years had she ever seen any positive news about her. She had been stamped the gold digger the very first ti

At least nothing clean enough for my wolf to touch. "Do you have your sacred wedding bands? I didn’t think so. We provide the metal, included in the silver cost." "Is it true gold?" Rowan asks, squinting through the dim light. He sniffs proudly. "Of course. It comes straight from the mountain veins, complete with an elder's mark of authenticity. Now, cross my palm. Cash or high pack-tokens. We do not do financing."

She looked up into his harsh, carved features, her dark eyes suddenly losing their clinical luster, replaced by a hollow, ancient chill. "You think this is about the gold, Agent Rossi?" she whispered, a fierce, venomous edge clipping her words. "You think I sat at that mahogany dining table, watching my father chew his food while my skin crawled, just because I wanted to inherit a collection of shell companies in Panama?" "I don't think, Isabella. I audit," Dante growled, stepping an inch closer, his shadow completely enveloping her. "People kill for currency, or they kill for blood. You’ve already secured the currency. So whose blood are we really buying tonight?"

“Then you should know who the majority shareholder of Grand Arcadia Mall is.” His expression shifted. Subtly, but unmistakably. Victoria snapped, impatient. “Stop stalling. Saying random things won’t save you.” I ignored her. “This brooch,” I continued, “is an imitation of Cartier’s limited-edition ‘Heart of the Ocean’ from last fall. Only three were made worldwide. Each one has its own anti-counterfeit marker, and a unique microchip code.” A bead of sweat slid down Mr. Collins’s temple. “As the manager of the most exclusive mall in Silverbrook, I’m sure you’re far more familiar with luxury authentication than I am.”

I didn't want to question her or make her relieve her bad past but her words sounded unbelievable. "I never knew you went through a lot sis, I'm truly sorry. As for Stacey, I recently met her at the hotel I'm in, and I kind of felt like she wasn't lying." I said softly. "That's what golddiggers do, they trick and lie. That lady is a professional gold digger who can easily manipulate you, so avoid her at all cost and stay away from her." she said. "Okay, thank you for making things clear to me. I will talk to you later, I love you." I whispered.