Stay Gold Bts Novels & Stories

He never let go of my hand. When we got to the forest, the young alpha crouched behind some shrubs and motioned for me to do the same. I followed suit. "Stay here," he ordered. "My horse is on the other side of the forest. I'll get my horse and circle back to you, but you mustn't leave this spot." "I won't leave this spot." I promised, but he shook his head. "No," he said. "Those people will kill you without feeling remorse if they find out you're here. Swear it. Upon the Moon Goddess."

“I, for one, cannot wait for this year’s Trials. Some of the challenges I thought of all by myself. And I’m eager to watch it play out.” Rhys scanned the crowd, his grin widening as the air suddenly grew stiff. Toby couldn’t help but be impressed. The Gold heir had a knack for producing such a sinister vibe that emanated whenever he willed it. “From this point forward, I, the great Rhys Gold, and my associates Toby Irons, Arthur Leadquist, and Maddox McCopper will now be known as your Metallic Lords. Or Lord for shorts, we’ll give you that preference.

Healy was the one who came up with the boyband's name because he wanted everyone to see that even though the boys are in a group, every member can still have their own spotlight. Unfortunately, the CEO is wrong. The three members never shine. They feel as though Gold is the only person getting all the attention. When it comes to their merch, ninety five percent of the sales come from what Gold endorses. The items which have his face sell out first. Gold recently released his solo album called Golden. The sales are actually higher compared to Singularity's five albums combined. It's pretty insane. "You saying something, bro?" Finn raises his brow at Gold as he palms the breast of his woman of

Still Bisola kept quiet and waited till the programme ended, the judges at the fashion week also made their own evaluation, and surprisedly, they all make mention of all what Stella said, in fact they make their evaluation based in what Stella point out, no deviation either left or right. Bisola turned back to Stella who was drinking wine comfortably beside her. “You knew about this so much.” “Yea, Dad bought lot of Gold for me as a gift for my birthday, in fact he bought them on his death bed, only for them to be deliver to me every year of my birthday. So you can just said, I practically slept and wake up inside Gold and Diamonds, in tact be it Jade, or Silver or any precious stone, I will

Fallon sounded as if he were chewing gravel. “Prismatic silver is not an easy currency to convert, let alone explain,” she said tersely.

Luis Park shouted yet in pain. But he can't do so! He can't interfere with the fight! He is just a weak human! Yet... "....." "....." "....." A sudden change of his fate! Breast can't believe this! "What is that!" Breast exclaimed. "Goldie!" Luis Park muttered loudly when he saw Butt was glowing in gold! "Goldie saved Butt!" 'Is this my master Immortal Pet?' Butt thought. He saw his body is glowing in Gold! It was a golden barrier!

Kola said to me as he walked in another direction leaving the stunned crowd. He turned to me and gave me his phone to hold while he brought out his wallet to pay. I glanced at the phone. Samsung. I couldn't decipher the model right away though. Somehow my hands pressed the power button and right there, the lock wall paper stared at me. It was the picture of my favorite kpop artists, BTS. I turned to him, my eyes sparkling "You know BTS?" I asked. "You are an Army? Who's your bias? Since when have you being an army? Are you an official fandom? " I asked excited.

Wait a minute, is that Lee Taeyong? Once they stopped in front of us, I got a good view and my jaw dropped down to my feet. A group of seven boys. BTS. Kim Taehyung, Park Jimin, Kim Namjoon, Min Yoongi, Kim Seokjin, Jeon Jungkook and Jung Hoseok. There were other idols I didn't know but I could at least recognize them. I stared around with a stupid smile. It's like having your very own mega multifan sign event. Is that even a thing? I don't know.

Don't bother me again. Tessa looked defiant as she took out a wrapped gift. It was an accessory from a luxury brand that was favored by men in the upper class. When I was young, I had once imagined that I would be able to own such jewelry in the future if I worked hard. In the past two days, two women had presented me with them. Tessa held the gift box and said seriously, "Ethan, let's get married. I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you. Give me another chance."

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.