Kamar Gold Novels & Stories

Brett is an angel. And now, when they saw Adam, they thought a black knight appeared. Adam’s manly features are something that can ruin someone’s innocent imagination. He oozes manly appearance from head to toe, and a smell that is hard to resist, like dark chocolate. But after Adam, what made them stunned the most is Maxine. The women’s eyes widened while they look at her dress, her shoes, her diamond ring, he bag and her earrings. Quickly, Jenny ran into her with a gasped. She looked at her bad and said, “Oh my gosh! Isn’t this Mouawad 1001 Nights Diamond Purse. This worth 3.8 Million USD!"

She even found a screwdriver to remove all the gold from the box and took them away. "What a childish woman!" Damon couldn't help but want to laugh. He sent a text to Liam on WhatsApp. "Keep an eye on the latest market of second-hand luxury goods." "What do you want to buy?" "That would depend on what Celeste is planning to sell?" Damon was right. Celeste took these things away, intending to sell them as second-hand goods. The poker cards were made of pure gold and worthed a lot. As for her bags, they were all rare items being sold discreetly in the luxury stores under the casino in Marksville. It wouldn't be hard to sell them either.

I turned and fled from the room without a word, heading straight for the basement. Most of it was furnished into a large game room, complete with couches, tv’s, a large bar, and every kind of tabletop game there was. What most people didn’t know was that there was a secret door hidden behind the bar that led to the utility area for the Manor. And located there was a closet where my bedroom was, a very old set of washer and dryers, and a little bathroom.

“—is not who you say she is. You’re trying to wed her to me under false pretenses. Right Alpha Wylder?” The room was deathly silent. My heart hammered in my chest, and I could feel my father’s anxiousness radiating through the air. Darius stepped toward me, his eyes narrowing. “They say the Golden Luna is wolfless.” A collective gasp rippled through the crowd. My knees trembled, my hands cold as ice. This was it; my deepest shame, laid bare for all to see. “Alpha Darius—” “Silence.” Darius boomed, cutting my father off yet again before he turned to me with a chilling smile.

He kissed the back of her palm and walked away. Kim turned to look at the door and slowly pushed it open. It was a small room with a small bed and one wing chair and a small table in front of it. The decor isn't too sophisticated but rather ancient. Kim smelled the light cigarette smoke in the air with a strong rum scent. She also noticed the empty bottles of alcohol in the room. She walked to the small bedside table when she saw a golden crown. It looked so beautiful and sparkled in the lit up room but something else distracted her.

Though all the portals to the dark realms had been sealed shut Kimora may have returned or not have left in the first place… "Lucky for us, that was over twenty years ago if I'm not mistaken. The last account of Kimora may have been a mistake if you ask me" Jade tosses a ball and catches it mid air, heaves a huge sigh and confessed; "You've said this story like a million times and no matter how many times I hear it, it is still thrilling to hear it once again". "Jade, all is not what it seems and that's why you are trained to control positive energy and not dark matter in case it returns we will be prepared" said Hentai.

It’s a way of reminding me and every one of their rank. I lead them to our lounge and see them exchange impressed looks. The all glass room gives the full view of the mythical waterfall. The white leather couches take most of the room. The fluffiest white carpet spreads across the floor and the golden coffee table is the only contrast to the all white room. I must admit that Alloy did a great job with this place. It must have costed his crazy uncle a fortune to pull all this off. “Welcome to Gold pack house. I will not tolerate disrespect of any of my pack members. Other than that, please make yourself at home,” I welcome and lay my boundaries at the same time.

When she looks forward again, Cameron repeats his brother's proposal. _______________ Under the gaze of my magnificent father and this noble court, I would like to ask your hand in marriage. I promise you, Celine Coleman. Accepted? ______________ I promise you, Prince Cameron Crowther-his voice comes out strangely high and muffled, contrasting with his hard appearance. - Accepted. - With a triumphant smile, Celine returns to her seat and Cameron does the same. His smile, though, is as hard as armor, but the girl doesn't seem to notice. Out of nowhere, I feel a hand against my arm, and fingernails begin to scratch my skin. I struggle to hold back the urge to jump out of my chair. She doesn't

But Thursday at Marlene’s was hers. He had shown her the workshop by then. It was a single large room at the back of the property, smelling of sawdust and linseed oil, lit by two industrial windows that faced east. Half-finished chairs stood in various states of assembly. A long table ran down one wall, covered in clamps, planes, chisels, small bottles of stain in colors that had handwritten labels: walnut, ebony, honey, ghost. Ghost, she had said. What’s ghost?

POV: Red The bathing chamber made my chest tight. Not from fear. From beauty. From the sheer, brutal contrast between this room and every cold shower I'd endured since my arrest. The copper tub sat on clawed feet like some kind of predator, polished until it gleamed warm and alive against marble tiles shot through with veins of actual gold. Real gold. The kind of detail that whispered money so old it didn't need to shout.