Golden Time Novels & Stories

April intercepts us and grabs Xavier’s hand to stop him. “Hey babe, don’t you want to join us in the common area we are going to watch a movie?” She batts her lashes and try to talk in a seductive voice. She is definitely going to irritate the shit out of me. I know for a fact she is a gold digging bitch.

Alex appeared at the doorway and leaned casually against the doorframe, smiling brightly. Austin was overjoyed. "Daddy! Why are you here so early today?" Usually, Alex would show up just in time for breakfast before taking them to school. Today, he was at least 40 minutes early. Alex cleared his throat slightly at the question. "I just thought I'd come earlier… You know, the golden hour of the day starts in the morning… Or the early bird gets the worm." Brooklyn curled her lips in disdain, while Austin nodded seriously. "You're right, Daddy." Brooklyn was surprised. "What?"

Treat me like a queen, and I'll treat you like a king. Treat me like a game, and I'll show you how it's played. ATHENA Tangerine gold glimmered through the glassy window, specks of yellow sunlight splashed with floating cotton balls handing in the ominous sky. The unforgiving sun at the head of the universe and far from the horizon made it clear that it was late noon. I fluttered opened my eyes and groaned as my body was squished under a heavy weight.

Valerie opted to shower first and reheat leftover meals from her refrigerator before opening the package since she wanted to double-check if she had purchased something. Valerie walks over to the package after 30 minutes and uses a blade on her hand to delicately cut it open. She was taken aback when she saw what was inside and read the message that had been left inside. ‘Since our grandparents' golden anniversary is reported to have a black and gold theme, here's the dress I bought for you.' P.S. I've also included my birthday present for you.'–S.F.

There is a specific time of day in late summer when the light changes, turning from the sharp, insistent glare of midday into something richer, as liquid gold poured over the world. It’s the hour when the shadows stretch long and lean across our backyard, and the air loses its heavy, humid edge, replaced by a cool, clean breeze coming off the Atlantic. We call it the Golden Hour, and it has become the time when we finally stop doing and start simply existing.

Gold is so busy thinking how he's greater than his new dance instructor that he didn't even realize that Andrei already stopped the car. "Fine. See you later." The golden boy unbuckles his seatbelt. "Bye!" Andrei honks once and then the car speeds off, leaving Gold in front of a small studio. The golden boy examines the facade of the small building. He didn't know that this place would be so...colorful. It's very different from the few establishments Gold has seen. Oakwood province gives off a lonely and old vibes, but My Time seems to be the only exception. 'My time' is the name of the dance studio. Its logo is actually a big clock with a ballerina serving as the hand of the clock.

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

"You think it's unusual, don't you, daughter?" I dragged my eyes from the sight and turned to him, then replied. "You did say the moon hasn't shined this brightly in a hundred years." He leaned towards me as though sharing a secret, then whispered in my ear. "Maybe the Moon Goddess is also celebrating with you. It's your Turning Feast, after all." I snorted. "Since when has the Moon Goddess ever cared about the affairs of one single person?" My father laughed. "You've always been a feisty one. Good thing you've Turned now. It's high time we found you a man who would be able to tame you. Perhaps Alpha Alexander over there?" He pointed.

Gia, beaming with happiness, held up her hand, the glimmering golden ring catching the ambient light. "I said yes!" Gia exclaimed, her voice filled with joy and her eyes shining brightly. The soft glow emanating from Gia's ring cast a mesmerizing allure, catching the ambient light as she delicately displayed it for everyone to admire. The golden band, adorned with a radiant gemstone, shimmered like a captured sunbeam against the backdrop of the seaside evening.

At the center of the revealed space stood a striking sculpture made entirely of gold, glowing under the warm lights of the Eagles Hall. The metallic surface caught every beam, reflecting light in soft ripples that danced across the faces of stunned onlookers. The craftsmanship was extraordinary, each curve deliberate, each detail refined with the kind of precision that spoke of both skill and reverence. Beside it was an elegant frame engraved beautifully with the words: "Happy 60th Birthday." The lettering was ornate, carved with flourishes that belonged to a celebration of milestone and legacy, not youthful beginnings.