Golden Terrace Novel の小説・ストーリー

“She has a terminal illness, and some of the ingredients in her medicine might prove fatal to a Vampire. I won’t stop you, though, since she clearly has this coming.” He strode past us without saying another word, or even looking at me, but I could feel his anger. I was going to pay for this the next time he had his hands on me. Kerby made no move until Master Nathian sat down at Alpha Lord Grizzle’s table, all of them smirking in my direction. I could see Ben and his family at another table, their faces neutral, and even Prince Alec sitting beside Maize seemed content to let things happen on their own. Kerby growled in frustration but let go as soon as my choker sent another wave of electri

I followed Diamond to the elevator. We went up to the top floor where the penthouse was located. The elevator seemed to take forever, and I watched the numbers climb higher and higher. Everything felt different up here on the top floor. The air smelled like expensive perfume. The walls had gold decorations. This was where rich people lived. “Here we are,” Diamond said when we reached a large door at the end of the hallway. She gave me a golden key. “Be fast, Kate. Clean everything perfectly, but don’t take too long. I’ll go back downstairs now.”

The driveway curved in slow elegance, cutting through manicured hedges and marble statues, leading up to an ivory-bricked mansion with sprawling balconies and gold-rimmed windows. I stepped out into the crisp Karen air, adjusting my dress as I did. “Use this.” Phil handed me a golden ticket without even glancing my way. “I’ll meet you inside.” I gave myself a final once-over, brushing invisible dust off my golden dress — floor-length satin, high-slit on the left leg, hugging just tight enough to feel like confidence. My heels matched the gold tones, thin-strapped and dangerously high. The guards at the entrance scanned me up and down.

The condominium that is perhaps built in gold and using gold due to the myriad of glinting gilded furnitures and ephemera surrounding the lobby. As soon as they reached outside, a Lamborghini greeted her. And she was about to have a heart attack when the man opened it and beckoned her to enter. She hoisted her face and looked at the penthouse. Though he’s a dot in the distance, she could clearly see Denver waving a hand to her—somewhat saying “Goodbye for now, dear wife.” Without any ado, Wisdom aboard the Lamborghini and the man drove her towards her cheap apartment that could perhaps be as ten times cheaper than Denver Giordano’s watch.

Valerie’s POV ‘I said yes to the love of my life… Hopefully, his hearts belong to me.’ The humongous rock on the wedding band glistens under the bright moonlight as I sway my small fingers in admiration. After the remarkable scene at the restaurant, he drove me to a stunning castle like a stone tower. It's fair to say Baron isn't just a billionaire, but a god at surprises. Every single detail of the towel is amazing, the grand halls, custom-made chandeliers, master bedrooms, and right now, I’m standing on the rooftop with a fine jacuzzi. It's filled with crystal blue water shimmering under the moonlight.

I still can't believe he got me this. A week after we left Kanla it was fucking hot, and the turtle neck vest I was wearing was driving me crazy. A few days later Killer walked into our hotel room with a bag with the written words- Graff Diamonds. I opened it and there was a choker made of small diamonds and chains that started from the top of my neck resting on my collar bone. Killer went on to explain the many diamonds that were used to make it, and the pure gold which made it light.

The gems lit up, began their opening notes. Rain shivered as unearthly music, barely heard and intensely felt, vibrated in the air. Designed to physically pleasure the listener, the sounds shivered with the radiance of the aurora, seductively sweet. Piercing. Addictive. Rain shivered. She hadn’t meant to make the Bell. It was supposed to be a gate key, a door to the Dark Lands that would allow her to take a peek without being trapped. She realized too late that one actually had to go the Dark Lands before it could be set, which was problematic, since she’d had no intention of applying for her green card. By then she’d been addicted, unable to abandon her seductive little toy. The idea of it

I had my uncle look up her ID info, and as soon as he checked, it turned out that Lillian is a notorious gold digger! Those around us erupted into murmurs, while Clara crossly held up her phone for everyone to see. "I've gone to so much trouble for you, yet you're being completely ungrateful about it, Nicholas!" Nicholas snatched the phone and stared fixedly at the screen, noting the name Lillian Naughton displayed there. Just as Clara claimed, there were only two individuals by that name—one was the prestigious heiress of the Naughton family, and the other was an infamous marriage fraudster and gold digger.