Goldenboy Novels & Stories

Gold begs "Who you trying to fool we both know you stopped caring about Zelina's mother six years ago, Zelina has been paying for this hospital bills not you. you don’t fool me." I retort "You!" Mr. Gold shouts "It’s true I know all your dirty secrets and tricks. I also know about this child you so proud of" I say "How dare you!" Mr. Gold screams I smile "So noisy..." I say I was about to say something else but my phone rings its First Aunt

As soon as this statement comes out, all people in the golden shop focus on Allen, and even the beer belly fat and gorgeous women just turned to look at him. "What did you say? You want to buy it?" The saleswoman looked at Allen in a shock. "This is a Golden statue with white jade, worth 35 million! You can't afford tens of thousands of jewelries. How can you afford it?" Others also look at Allen with the same judging eyes. The fat beer belly at the door turned back, and looked at Allen with a sneer. "Boy, you can really pretend! You can't afford anything. How can a poor boy dare to buy it? "

'Five points down, 27 remains,' he thought. At this moment, he opened his eyes. He felt the beckoning of his trait. The mission screen appeared in front of his eyes. [Objective: Scam customers. Rewards: 5 Heaven Dou Gold Coins, 30 gram Deep Silver Tungsten. Five gold coins and a fist-sized crude rock were formed in front of him which Chen pocketed without much thought. He knew that the odd rock wasn't simple but he also didn't know its use so Chen silently put his things away.

Suddenly, my hand feels the dragon-type toy. Oh, the G-Dragon. I took it halfway and checked its head. It's beautiful. I smile before pushing it back right at the end. I have done some research about it and found out that a big company actually sells them for a limited time. The linings and the dragon itself are gold. It was solid gold. I was shocked when Canor told me about it. He is a gold expert. He was a miner hunting for gold in Victoria Ballarat when he was young and knew a lot about them. He even knows the company that made this design, and he reckons that this one I'm holding belongs to a royalty.

Opening it, he turned it so we could see the contents. Jamerson let out a low whistle and Killian's eyes opened widely. The amount of gold that gleamed from the briefcase was impressive. “This and five million in cash if you side with Crimson Moon.” The fucker sounded so pleased with himself. “Gold upfront, cash once the Alpha female from the Raven Knights pack has been acquired.” “We already made a deal.” Killian pipes up, taking a threatening step forward.

No wonder people thought she was a gold digger. Knox was ridiculous with the amount of money he spent on her. He was crazy. For her. But she didn't know that. . . . _______________________

blue is really his colour. “I've shared the file with you. Look through it and find your partner.” I watch as he turns to the white board, raises his hand and starts writing something down. The fabric at his wrist slips away, revealing the small gold watch he wears there and more expanse of delicious skin. I really have to get myself together. I open my phone, d******d the file and skim through. Jackson, there it is. Paired with a McShaw. Who's McShaw?

But the way people moved aside for him, the way even the other alphas stepped back, told me everything I needed to know. This was someone powerful. "Ten gold from the hooded bidder," the trader said, his voice suddenly nervous. Garrett's scarred face went dark. "Twelve." "Twenty." The hooded man didn't hesitate. Gasps ran through the crowd. Twenty gold pieces could buy a house. A farm. A whole herd of cattle. Garrett looked like he wanted to rip someone's throat out. His hand went to the knife at his belt. "Twenty-five." "Fifty."

I had no clue. “One thousand gold pieces.” I said hoping that was going to be enough money. Cadogen let out a whistle. “You’re steep. Have you really never been touched?” his eyebrow arched quizzically. “I’m not a prude if that is what you are asking but I have never been intimate that way with a man.” I sat back wishing I would have said a different price. Maybe that was too high. He sat a moment longer, rapping his fingers on the table.

People held phones in their hands and stared at screens before looking at the doors of the building. Ethan slowed down, and his stomach clenched. He adjusted his glasses, and then he saw Tom standing near the entrance and holding a phone in his hands. Ethan had never seen such expression on his face before. "Ethan," Tom said as he approached, "you need to see something." "What?" Tom did not say anything for a second and then just showed him the phone. Ethan stared at the screen, his heart stopping. There was a photo–him, Blake, old baseball field. Caption was short: *GOLDEN BOY'S NEW FAVORITE PERSON?*