Kamar Gold Novels & Stories

Oh, my. Against the fore wall is an extravagant looking king sized bed with enough pillows to make Martha Stewart envious. There is a side table and lamp on each side of the bed. The room also has a large flat screen t.v. and a chaise lounger. Like the rest of the house, the walls are white and the flooring a beautiful hardwood. Large bay windows on the exterior walls provided a breathtaking view of the front and back yard. I opened one of the two doors in the room that could have very well been an apartment on its own. The double doored room is a walk-in closet the size of my bedroom at my aunts house. In the middle of the closet is a long double sided dresser, behind it a white circular so

“Please leave my house.” She nodded without the slightest trace of shame. “Of course I will,” she said. “I told him. Secrets always find their way back.” David’s patience finally snapped. “Kamara! Leave my house. This doesn’t concern you.” A fake smile spread across her lips as she turned toward the door. Something about the way she looked at David sent a chill through me. No. She wasn’t just my husband’s business partner. There was something else between them. Kamara stopped at the door and glanced over her shoulder. “David,” she said softly, “when you need me. You know where to find me.” Then she walked out.

’ ‘Yes, Gamma. Closing the door behind me I walk towards the new room of Stan, and Silver. I’ve never been to their new room, I always knew he would be taking the Alpha room but I guess after all the years we were mated it would have made things wired, well stranger than it already started, knocking on the door of her room I don’t hear anything after knocking five times I decided to slightly open the door. “Luna Silver, it’s Gamma Gold, can I come in?”

The heat prickled on my skin. Kamari drew another arrow and aimed it at his heart. He stopped screaming the moment the weapon pierced him and he fell to the ground. Dead. “The coast is clear,” Halle said, blood on the side of her lips as she pulled back her claws. She was a shapeshifter. “For now,” Kamari stated, gesturing towards the throne. “You said you had an idea?” Right! I rushed over and knelt beside the throne. My hands studied the diamond combinations I had seen earlier.

Karen The room was clearly built to impress anyone who looked at it. A red silk canvas with gold decorations hung on the walls, golden candlesticks of various sizes were placed around the entire length of the large room, the candlelight giving off a soft glow, while the floor was covered with colorful tiles depicting the Westwood Crest, a sliver of a blue crescent moon.

Roberrick stood before the imposing golden doors that guarded his most prized possession – the fabled Golden Room. Its enigmatic allure had fueled his ambition for years, and now, he was finally here, on the threshold of his desires. He carefully turned the intricate key in the lock, the soft click echoing in the hushed corridor. With a gentle push, the doors swung open, revealing a room that gleamed with opulence.

But I had no goal of embarrassing or upset Hazz. He had gladly accepted that trip, even without understanding very well what I intended with her, so I had to give him some credit. It took us a while to get to our room, it was forty floors, and ours was one of the last. Hazz came in after me, and our security guards kept at the door, as I guided. My travel companion was even more shocked to notice the room. The gold was scattered over every notch and every piece of furniture. And it wasn't just plated, it was real gold. The price I paid for the daily rate was also expensive as gold, but nothing made up more than the satisfaction of being in a luxury hotel. "Do you want to take a shower first

I said with finality before I leaped through the dark paths ahead, disappearing from his sight. THE PLACE is quiet. Big and devoid. Like a huge vacuum of empty space if not for the few classy things they like to have here to put artsy on the interior of the whole space. Those couple of nobles that I observed for days really liked the grandest things in life. I gently pushed the door through the bedroom of the couple, the ones who author the killings of Adrina and Kera's parents. I scanned the place and thought that they really live an extravagant life. Almost all of the things I passed by in the hall and even here in the bedroom were all made of gold and silver. I will never be shocked if th

Zara's POV The Golden Gate Hotel was among the priciest and most opulent establishments I have ever visited. Thick, pricey off-white curtains draped the tall windows, and the reception desk, walls, and floors were all constructed and covered in expensive white marble. Signature paintings by well-known painters lined the walls, and a massive fountain screamed wealth and prestige in the middle of the reception area. "I am a little surprised, but that seems like a picture of a famous football player," Kaya gasped.

Flash after flash illuminated the room as we posed with other attendees, soaking in the limelight and reveling in the moment. Amidst the crowd, Aunt Serene, beckoned me over. Her elegant gown shimmered in shades of emerald green, reflecting her timeless grace. She introduced me to several famous brand ambassadors, their names whispered in awe: Jacob Barnes, the iconic face of luxury watches; Isabella Martinez, renowned for her ethereal beauty and grace; and James Sullivan, a charismatic influencer with a magnetic smile.