I Have 90 Billion Licking Gold Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

I couldn't believe that I, Elizabeth, the most cherished daughter of Blue moon pack's Alpha, would be reduced to being auctioned off as the lowest-priced sex slave in such a shoddy and dirty underground trading market. Suddenly, countless gold coins fell from above interrupting the bidding. An uncountable rain of gold coins drove everyone crazy. "Gold coins! Gold coins! Pick them up!" "Don't grab it from me!" As everyone fought to pick up the money, I saw 9 handsome men dropped from the sky, accompanied by 9 majestic, grim voices. "10 million gold coins, we want to buy her!" "And, the lives of all of you!" "We will not spare any of you! You all die!"

“The silverware is four generations old and she counts it.” “Ellie.” “There will be a moment,” she said, and this was the thing she’d been building toward, the actual fear dressed up as logistics, “where she looks at you the way she looks at grant proposals. Like she’s reading the fine print.” He was quiet for a moment. He picked up the plane again, not to use it but just to hold, which she recognized as a thing he did when he was thinking seriously. “That’s fine,” he said. “Let her look.”

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“You wanted to own me.” “You were always meant to belong to me.” He whispered. I bit down and tore his throat out, hot blood sprayed across my face and his body jerked thrice then went still. The black gold power rushed out of him, I opened my mouth and breathed it in. I took in every drop, every stolen piece and every forced bond. I felt every collar snap at once, girls all over the state gasped awake. The golden light poured out of me and washed over the yard.

"We are going to turn Tokyo into a blackout." (End of Chapter 92)

I declared. The world answered. Gold burst out of me. Not flame. Light. It tore through my body so suddenly that I gasped, my hands flying out as if I could hold it back. It poured from my chest, my eyes, my skin, the golden scales covering me, and rushed across the square in a wide bright wave. It did not burn the living. It passed over Ronan like warmth. It brushed Spiro and made his eyes widen. It swept through Keiran’s bell, turning its sound deeper, cleaner. It moved around the captives, around the wounded, around the Alphas, around children clinging to their mothers.

She stood up but after walking a few steps, she passed by Gold. Seeing Gold weakly kneeling on the ground with no strength at all. She walked over and asked with concern, "Gold, what's wrong with you?" Gold had just thrown up and didn't have any strength left, she couldn't even speak well. Luna thought of something: "You must be hungry because you didn't eat breakfast, never mind, this is for you to eat." As she said that, she hurriedly stuffed a piece of snake meat in her hand into Gold’s mouth.

BOOK 3: CHAPTER 61: Unholy Addiction “Oh my God…” she cries out, her voice loud, raw, and soaked in overwhelming pleasure. Moans spill from her lips like confessions—explicit, fevered, and uncontrollable. Lust, dark and consuming, pervades every inch of her senses, stealing her breath and reason.

he said with a casual walk towards me, hand disappearing into his pocket to fish out a silver glinting coin, “it’s your turn to make a wish.” He held the coin out towards me and I looked at it. Into it was engraved the image of a man holding up a hammer in one hand, poised to strike a sheet of metal. “This is a rare fifty Lire.” I said in awe. He pressed it into my hand. “There’s more where that came from.” He coaxed. I looked at him, then over my shoulders at the doors to the greenhouse. Bellona did say I could leave. I plucked my phone out of my pocket and gave her a call.

The desire to erase the mole with my touch consumed me. Boldly, my fingers ventured to the nape of her neck, unable to resist my longing. With indecision, I pressed my teeth there, unleashing a wave of unconsciousness. Though she sobbed once more upon regaining awareness, I remained relentless, holding my sway for a prolonged moment. Slowly, my lips traversed Bella's entire body, infusing her forgotten world with my mad touch. Each caress left its mark, as truth unfolded and my hands savored the delicacy of her form, yearning to transcend every boundary.