Kamar Gold Novels & Stories

Katcha mutters, referring to her dorm room as she turns on the light, closes the door, and flicks the switch to turn on her ceiling fan, "You can sit on the bed." "It's ok," Goldie replies as he closes the door behind him. He then pulls out something from his back pocket and reveals a notepad. He hands it over to Katcha, who cautiously accepts it. He sits on the bed and watches her open up the notepad. There, she found various scribbles, sketches, and a couple of words lumped together. “What’s this?” She asked as she flipped through the pages. "Them talking," Goldie says, "I can understand little… I need more… “

Sandro went straight into his room, as did Rene, both of them intending to clean themselves that were already sticky and tired from the long journey from Venice, Indonesia, to Yemen. "Bella look at this room!" Remus said, he invited his wife to surround the room they were going to occupy. The room was still dominated by gold, but with a slight mix of rose gold. The room was simple but luxurious, there was a very large bed with rose gold sheets. Remus walked over to the door which led him to a bathroom, "Bella! Look at the bathroom!" Bella followed her husband and went to the bathroom. The room is kept in rose gold with gold-colored cabinets and toilets. There is a Jacuzzi located at the end

In the foreground, the same hills that sloped down to the lake dotted with flowers. "It is here," Arun said when they stood in front of a big mansion. He whispered a secret code to a small flower that was stuck on the wooden door. "Come in." "The master must be in his study," he mumbled. "The master? Who?" Jimmy asked. Arun escalated the marble stairs and headed to a particular room. They entered a large study, where the smell of vanilla was reigning. "Your Grace, we are here to see you." the dwarf said.

Amber said as she stretched out her hand for Victoria to hold on to while she dragged her through the room and outside. "Hey excuse me I'll like a room please," Amber said to the receptionist as Victoria tugged onto her arm like a baby. "$5000 for the premium room ma'am," The young man said smiling politely like his job required. "Non-premium?"Amber had to ask. "We don't have um, a non-premium room ma'am, we do have a golden room though that will be $20000." He said still smiling and Amber felt like punching him in the face. "The room and its service actually last for a week." He added.

And I appreciated that greatly. The hallways in this area too were well lit, with small chandeliers hanging from the ceiling and bright gold walls that seemed like they were made with gold. I hadn’t really being paying much attention to the furniture around the house, but as Cameron led me to a giant wooden door with intricate carvings on the wood, I got the feeling that these doors themselves were hella expensive.

Keith wanted to see her. The message had been delivered with the cold efficiency of the same darkness she had witnessed of him in the warehouse: “Club Gold. Playroom Seven. Midnight.” No explanation, no invitation, simply an order. And Amanda, despite her carefully cultivated independence, knew better than to ignore it. Playroom Seven was notorious even within the exclusive confines of Club Gold. Rumored to be Keith’s personal domain, it was a space where boundaries were blurred and fantasies were realized, or broken. Amanda had only glimpsed it once, a brief, unsettling view through a carelessly left-ajar door: leather restraints, gleaming steel implements, and a heavy air of anticipation.

She didn’t get to see much, but from the glimpse she caught, it appeared to be lavishly appointed and wouldn’t be considered a dungeon by anyone’s standards. Then it was just her and Marek, and he walked beside her as he led her down the hallway, past two other doors before stopping in front of one painted a pale shade of gold. “And the gold room is for you.” She moved back as he leaned forward to open the doorknob for her before pushing the wood open, so she could slide inside. North walked a few steps into the room, and her jaw dropped again. It was beyond luxurious. Compared to the size of the cabin in which she’d grown up, it was almost ridiculously large. The huge fourposter bed would’v

And I appreciated that greatly. The hallways in this area too were well lit, with small chandeliers hanging from the ceiling and bright gold walls that seemed like they were made with gold. I hadn't really being paying much attention to the furniture around the house, but as Cameron led me to a giant wooden door with intricate carvings on the wood, I got the feeling that these doors themselves were hella expensive.

The door slammed shut with a heavy, airtight *thud*, cutting off the roar of the burning mansion completely. As Marcus slid into the driver's seat and jammed the vehicle into reverse, the sedan accelerated away from the burning crater of the Gilded Fortress, plunging deep into the fog-heavy upstate roads. Vivian stared out the tinted rear window, watching the orange glow of the fire fade into the gray mist. She reached into the pocket of her torn cashmere sweater, her fingers brushing past a small, hard object she had managed to snatch from the floorboards of the master suite before the explosion.

Valeriano had issues or conflicts to settle between themselves. I walked slowly toward our master bedroom located on the highest floor of the mansion, my footsteps slow, steady, and completely calm. I knew Lucas was still downstairs, saying goodbye to Chloe personally and probably promising her heaven and earth to soothe her anger and bruised ego. I didn't rush or worry — I knew he would definitely come to me sooner or later, and I knew exactly what kind of storm was waiting for me. I entered our large luxurious room, removed my jewelry carefully, placed them inside their boxes, and slowly changed into my nightwear. I sat quietly in front of the large mirror on my vanity table, carefully rem