Goldfinger Novels & Stories

Agent Vernon chuckled. “She was a good fighter,” Agent Jane said while trying to stop herself from giggling. “They said she had quick hands and she could usually put down her opponent in just a few seconds. She was a vicious fighter. They called her The Gunmetal Mama. Sometimes she would come out holding a gun that wasn’t loaded. Every time she’d come out to fight, they would play music by her favorite rapper, Tupac Shakur,” Agent Jane explained through her giggling.

Queen::Of course I am very serious, Johnny Williams is my man and she is trying to snatched him away from me and I won't let that happen. Johnny Williams the rich guy? The fair one asked. And I answered yes Tall guy::So how much are you ready to pay? I will give you guys $10,000 10 what????..... Both of them shouted. Hey girl, do you think we are out for childish play here? Okay how much? I saw how the tall one said something to his partner in the ear. They actually talked for some time in a way I won't even hear a word. The short guy finally said

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?”

“Uomini meravigliosi (gorgeous men).” She stared at her computer screen in her office as she looked through Damian’s business. His grandfather had started it and it had been passed down, each man expanding it and making it excel. Theirs wasn’t the only trading company, but it had become the strongest, and as of right now, the wealthiest. Which was in part, why Angel thought the contract was ideal.

I responded and returned to my seated position. Nearly a decade ago, Paul's Father and I visited Miami Beach to spend some quality time together. During the trip, I discovered a bar of Gold on the riverbank Due to my love for Paul's Father as a brother, I told him about it. He was so excited for me, so I thought. That night, some gunmen invaded my home and stole the bar of Gold from me. A few weeks after the unfortunate incident, Paul's Father who was supposed to be my brother built a Gold mine that turned out to be a billionaire empire

And after tricking her once, he knew Sif would be more wary the next time he made a bid, fulfilling his objective. It was an elaborate scheme, but if Frank had not planned to swindle Sif from the start, he would be paying through the nose for the Hale Marrow instead. "So, Ms. Lionheart… Do you think my 200 million dollar pearl is worth the money now?" Frank asked, smiling at Sif. "Or to put it another way… Who's the real clown here?" Sif was silent—everything she said against Frank earlier was now a slap in her face and then some.

My eyes were stock-still at a woman that my grandson was captioned with. I snagged it from the table to take a closer look. A victorious smile painted my lips once I got a confirmation. “What is this woman's relationship to Leandro?” I queried Harold. He peered at the photograph. “We're still running a background check on her. That gold digger should be the least of our concerns.” “Gold-digger?” “Sir, Leandro stole a whopping three hundred million dollars. Not only did he make a fool out of you, he's still shamelessly spending your money.” I laughed out loud, bringing bafflement to his face.

Yes, a gold bracelet with this famous symbol. "Hold on, who are you exactly?" I asked, trying to pry for information. The man raised his arms as if he understood what I was saying. "The name's Fagri, I run an oil company back in the Middle East." he said haughtily. "It's called OilHaven. You might have heard of it." "Why do I always end up crossing paths with wealthy men like this?" I said to myself. The look on my face probably told you how displeased I was with the man's introduction.

Luis Park asked. "Actually these women were few and too hard to see. They are like a phoenix!" Butt said then continued... "They're called Foierohe." "Foryou?" "No master, it's Foierohe." "Whatever." Then Luis Park thought of something... 'Sigh... I am still in danger. I have a slave God but useless. My time machine is useless but I got a Goldie's this time! Go? Goldie's?' "GOLDIES!" "Butt where is Goldie!"

Chapter 16: The New Blueprint The morning air in the West Village was really crisp. It smelled like coffee and old paper from the corner bookstore. Elena sat at a table watching how the sunlight caught the wedding band on her left hand. The wedding band was a gold band now. The five-carat Vane diamond was tucked away in a safe. They only brought it out for parties where they still played the part.