Nothing Gold Can Stay Novels & Stories

I write not only for myself, but for you too! To continue Hollis and Whitney's adventure through life, be sure to check out "Not All Who Wander Are Lost", the sequel to "Not All That Glitters."

“You’re staring, Evelyn.” “There’s… a lot of gold,” I say in awe. She blinks at me, confused. “Yes?” I hesitate. In the East, gold is controlled. Stored. Counted. Protected. Only for the rich. It is power, locked behind doors and guarded by men who would kill for it. Here, it sits in the open air. Unguarded. “There’s a lot of it.” She blinks. “There’s always a lot of it.” I shift my weight, adjusting my hold on the baby. “Where does it come from?”

Her words are almost sarcastic but still hold a serious tone. I look down and see my hands are covered with gold. An awfully gooey, dripping golden liquid. No matter how hard I wipe it, it stays there. Looking even more down I see the grass where I've been laying seems to be frosted with this gold. "What's happening?" Leigh and I both ask in shock. As the wind sways other grass touch the gold and go gilt.

He said that and sent me a transfer of $1.88 on his phone. The note with the transfer contained two words: "Gold Digger." I had been with him for seven whole years and had not spent a dime of his money. I even gave him gifts on holidays and anniversaries. He took them like he was entitled to them, but he never got me anything in return. He would mockingly ask if I thought it was a man's duty to buy gifts for his girlfriend.

'Yes, I've found it,' he suddenly said, picking out a gold ring from the rest of the treasures. Then, gathering the rest into the little box, he locked it and kept it aside. 'This is a gold ring,' he continued. Then tossing it up with his right hand and allowing it to drop into his left palm, it sparkled with all the beautiful gems that decorated it. 'It is the most treasured thing I have in this house. It is highly refined gold. The beautiful sparkling gems that adorn it are twelve in number. They are some of the most precious stones ever found on earth. The most valuable parts of the stones were extracted and reduced into the twelve sparkling points on the gold ring. In a circle, th

Paul has to know this! Well, Alexis said calmly, your Wolf is stubborn. His knowledge of the Neratomay is based on his experience with you—only you aren't typical to the Neratomay. You can learn and change. We can't. You are gold. Only your kind can prevail against a world of Supernaturals. The Gold. He was talking about it again. Tell me about The Gold. I need to know. I have told you all you need to know. What you need is to forget about topics which will cause your pretty little head to be removed from that gorgeous body.

With no air coming through, the stench of our sweat and body odour spread around the room. “I can’t believe this,” Zak said. “We are in a race against time and we need to get out of this place as soon as possible. We cannot let Drago begin Operation Golden Blaze. We need to find that Golden Leaf. Everything starts with the leaf,” Rachel added. “World peace depends on it,” I muttered, as the dark thought loomed over me like a disturbing shadow.

I grab my leather jacket from the free standing wooden coat rack and walk past her into the hall. “Who are you going to see?” She asks as I begin to walk away. “The Backstabbing Rats.” I turn around and throw devil horn hand symbols into the air. Wyatt rolls her eyes at me. “You’re not a fan of metal are you?” She shrugs, “I don’t not like metal.” Whatever the fuck that means. I pull a hundred dollar bill out of my wallet, “This is for dinner.” I hand it to her.

Clearly, it becomes now no longer simply gilded but forged out of extraordinarily natural gold. there were more or less five hundred of these gold cash rolling on the floor, right away filling the residence with a swathe of golden magnificence. The scene withinside the area becomes like an opening in a chest in an exceptionally|in a very fairy tale. "What' this, your accrued wealth for hibernating?" "Although I do not understand its real value, it must be fee pretty a lot, proper?" "Of course, this may be actual gold while all... but it needs to be born-once more into cash first."

"No! Master, I want to show them all. A narrow view can make them regret for life! Let this cruel world know that behind a dirty stone there is gold that can never be priced. Come on! I'll show you what darkness really is! Haaaa!" ROAAARRRRR....!