Golden Time Novels & Stories

I took a seat in front of the vanity mirror, the bright bulbs casting a halo of light around me. The theme of tonight's fashion show was elegance and glam, and it was aptly named "Lumière Eternelle," the eternal light. The entire event revolved around capturing the timeless allure of fashion, with designs that would illuminate the night and leave a lasting impression. The anticipation of stepping onto the runway and showcasing the essence of this theme coursed through my veins.

Punny weaklings they are. I venture into the throne room. It's as marvellous as ever. Completely golden decorated. I've since tender age termed it the golden room. It's window golden painted, curtain golden material, ceilings golden crafted, bulbs also golden crafted and the air conditioner no different. All pure gold. The floor are golden tiled, chairs golden material decorated and the table is golden glassy. Every decorate ornaments or portraits are also golden color. None is different or an exemption. Feels extremely great all are soon to be mine.

"Are you sure his eyes turned gold?" "Yes I'm sure, I saw it twice, what's wrong?" "Didn't you know that Alpha's eyes will turn red when he's having a rut and it will wake up his Omega heat. But if his eyes are gold that means he's not a normal Alpha" "What do you mean?" "The Golden Alpha, have you ever heard of it? That is the designation of a pack that has the highest level among the other Alphas. Their eyes will turn gold when dealing with their mate, they are the strongest and more sensitive to the scent of their Omega"

Dimitry began to recount the tragic accident that had claimed his parents. “But, have you tried medical treatment?” Hazel inquired. “Yes, we did. We searched for well-known doctors and witches, but nothing happened,” Dimitry responded hopelessly. “Don’t lose hope. I am sure something is out there for you,” she reassured, offering a glimmer of optimism. “Yeah, you are right. And that something is the golden wolf,” Dimitry added. Hazel furrowed her brow, intrigued by the unfamiliar term. “The golden wolf comes once every five hundred years. It’s like a gift from our Goddess; it can heal anything supernaturally.”

Gwen said. “The Golden Rattle?” I repeated. “Yeah. They have the best stuff and their online reviews are all praises.” Turns out The Golden Rattle was a one-stop shop for baby and toddler stuff. They sold luxury items like cashmere booties, organic skincare for newborns, and limited-edition nursery décor. They even sold literal gold-plated rattles. It was overwhelming.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞

“Helen, I don’t know who convinced you that you weren’t all that and a bag of chips. But you are. In fact, you’re all that and two bags of chips.” “Thank you.” She murmured softly not believing the other woman. “You’re welcome. Now, onto the unofficial benefits. We have several clients that give us perks for our services.” She opened the folder and took out a stack of papers. “Golden Iron is a gym that gives our employees a deep discount. Five bucks a month gets you access to the gym. Ten gets you access to the gym and pools. And fifteen gets you access to the gym, pools and auxiliary staff including trainers, dietitian and, my favorite, the masseuse. Not only does he have magic hands, he is

Frustrated, I grumbled under my breath, "I clearly remember them saying it was near here. Am I in the wrong place?" I recalled the elder mentioning that it was currently the Golden Celestial Wolf's mating season. I had just thought about that when a sudden, overwhelming power yanked me into a concealed thicket. In the heat of our mating, I noticed that the man was enveloped in a brilliant golden light, proving beyond a shadow of a doubt that he was indeed the Golden Celestial Wolf. He possessed immense stamping, truly living up to the legend of the Golden Celestial Wolf. I begged for mercy several times, but I remained trapped under his powerful frame.