Hearts Of Gold Book Novels & Stories

It was my heart, which seemed to swell into a mallet and swing against my rib cage, a drum full of dirt that might burst at any moment. At last, he came into my sight, making his way toward me. His eyes...his eyes were what captivated me. Rings of gold encased the pupils of his eyes, like a craftsman who made the vessel that was his body and poured pure, melted gold into that vessel leaving only his eyes to show what was held within. And yet his eyes showed that the melted gold never hardened...but rather shifted and moved as his eyes did, giving it life, showing strength as well as warmth. It was enchantingly beautiful...the mesmerizing rich color that resided in his golden eyes. He can bur

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I lifted my eyelids. They weren’t brown anymore. They were gold and red and mine. I glanced at Victor. I have communicated with each voice that had once cherished me. “This bloodline is not for sale.” I thrust the ripped ledger directly into the heart positioned above the altar. The heart shattered. Not with fire. With gold.

the book reassured. I clicked my tongue. “Oh, but you do! Sometimes—yes, indeed." And with that, the book continued its revelation... "When they arrive, you would have to welcome them in the midst of the choas" Micha muttered, "in the midst of the choas?" The book answered in golden letters, "Yes in the midst of chaos. And by that moment, the creator of the Golden's would have disappeared" I stiffened, "Why? what do you mean" The book remained still for a moment and declared,

THE END **AUTHOR'S NOTE*** And that's it, thank you so much for supporting Billionaire's HEartless Love! I always read your comments and it always inspires me to write. I apologize for the wrong grammar and errors as I'll try my best to edit this story soon. Also, this book is the third book of the Hearts Series and if you want to read more, I'll list the order of my books so you can read the others too! The next chapters would be their life after marriage. It would be Theon’s Story.

Butterflies are now attacking his stomach. 'Why do I feel this way? I'm supposed to hate him, but he makes my heart skip a beat.' Gold tells himself. "Your ride is here." Just like that, Gold's heart skips another beat. Fuck. When will Kolya stop smiling seductively? Kolya lets go of his hold on Gold's shoulder. Charles is here. "Goodnight, Gold." Gold nods his head and then he enters the car. Kolya waves, but the golden boy didn't roll down his window. He only watches Kolya's smile and pretty eyes until the car speeds off.

A man stepped out, carrying a heavy, leather-bound book exactly like the one my mother had used. He looked up at the penthouse window. And even from this height, I knew his eyes weren't silver. They were gold.

"Fine I will try but at my own convenience. What's the name of the book and where do I read it?" "Shattered Hearts by Micaela Alvarado. It's on A****n, it's the #1 best selling book so far" he answered. "This book better meets my expectations" I said tapping my fingers on the table. "Trust me it will" he replied smiling and then he checked his wristwatch, "I think is time for me to leave. We'll get in touch when I arrive there". "Alright, safe trip. Greetings to my goddaughter and godson and then to their beautiful mom who got married to an ugly jerk like you" I teased and his nostrils flares up.

Darryl’s smile fades as he looked at his brown eyes, remembering the first time he really looked into them. “What’s wrong?” Goldie asks as he shows Darryl the book. “You really want that?” He asked again, taking the book from his hands, “You could’ve chosen Harry Potter or something.” “Yes, I want this,” Goldie replies shortly. Darryl looks at the book cover and looks back at Goldie. “I guess it suits you.” After paying for their items, the two males exit the bookstore. Darryl looks at his phone’s clock and realized that it was almost time for lunch. He turns to Goldie and asks,

“But not for her protection, nor for safe passage. No, we will be praying for her to send her greatest weapon to wipe out this stain on her domain. There is no need to speak aloud, just close your eyes and pray in whatever way works best for you. Pray that she shines her light upon us, pray that she sees us through this nightmare. But mostly pray that she sends the Silver Myst.” A gasp filled the circle, and just like that, after simply hearing his name, the little hope that I managed to instill in their hearts exploded to a whole new level. Compared to the Silver Myst, and the fire that his mere name inspires in all law-abiding wolves, I was nothing. And I was perfectly content with that. F