Golden Stage Novels & Stories

This… this was too much. “I… I don’t know,” I felt completely out of my depth, feeling stupid. “Something to make calls and… maybe take pictures?” I stammered. The manager looked confused, as if I’d asked for a rock to write on. “But of course, Luna! iPhone is the best! But which style speaks to you? The gold signifies love and prosperity, the platinum is for strength and purity…”

I turned my face noting that it was already dawn and the sun's rays were entering the room, I sighed and then got up. _________ Okay... - I replied to the queen who kissed me on the forehead and left my room. The day was monotonous and full of protocols, another day in paradise, I think to myself walking towards the last of those enlisted to compete for the Diamond crown, Elizabeth Murbeck proved to be skilled in the culinary art and won the coveted position, if you analyze it the girl in question beauty could describe her as a bright sun, a wide smile was present, something genuine and true; in terms of physics she carried unique details because she did not have thin legs or arms that could

She rolled over onto her back, her dark eyes widening as she looked up through the dense treeline. The Gilded Fortress was gone. The massive, multi-million-dollar Bedford estate was a towering inferno of orange flames and black smoke, the dark stone structures collapsing into a massive crater of burning rubble. Everything Dominic had used to cage her, everything she had fought against for weeks, had been completely erased from the face of the earth in a single, calculated stroke of treachery. "Vivian..." A low, ruined groan drifted from the dark shadows beside a massive pine tree.

She’ll sleep better like this. I pick up the ring and study it in the gentle light of the flame. The emblem is fitting. It suits our family and what we stand for. The gold is twenty-four carats, the purest you can buy. Its melting point isn’t as high as iron’s. Gold is a soft metal. It needs to reach two hundred and sixty degrees Celsius to inflict a third-degree burn that will leave a permanent scar. The temperature in the center of the flame is one thousand four hundred degrees. I hold the head just long enough over the flame, still burning my fingers.

Isabella did now no longer solution the query but poured the contents onto the floor. Out from the sack got here a lustrous golden brilliance. amid crisp auriferous sounds, they scattered anywhere on the floorboards. "This..." Raven picked one up for a higher look. Unbelievably, it, in reality, becomes a gold coin, more or less the scale of a 500yen coin, with a sample like a person's face on top, however, who knew what essential degree and what us of the coin become from. Clearly, it becomes now no longer simply gilded but forged out of extraordinarily natural gold.

The theme for the party was gold and silver. Earlier in the day, a few men had come to the estate to measure the walls for the massive, golden drapes that would decorate the main hall. Emma had never been a lover of golden hues; she adored silver, but to her, gold usually just looked like a filthy form of muddy yellow. She vastly preferred lighter, softer tones. However, her jaw dropped open the moment she noticed the glittering gold fabric falling elegantly against the creamy white walls. Her entire perspective was transformed in a matter of minutes. It was breathtakingly gorgeous, making the interior look as if the house were woven from solid gold with a light sprinkling of silver dust ove

The morning sun could not break through the thick, milky fog rolling off Lake Como. Instead, it hung like a dull pewter coin over the estate’s private botanical gardens. Nestled deep within the western terraces, far from the prying eyes of the perimeter guards, stood the Victorian-era greenhouse. Its elaborate iron framework was rusted black, and its glass panes were permanently clouded by decades of internal condensation.

The light dims down as Goldie hunches over to take a hold of his now bleeding nose. He whimpers, although he tries his best to stifle his own voice. Leonardo looks down on him, wondering if this was the same person that Ines deemed as ‘crazy’. He notices something that was wrapped around the glowing man’s neck. He leans down to inspect it further and comes to recognize the contraption. A shock collar secured tight on Goldie’s poor neck.

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?”

Fallon sounded as if he were chewing gravel. “Prismatic silver is not an easy currency to convert, let alone explain,” she said tersely.