Voice Of Gold Novels & Stories

The room went silent at the mention of Rowena. She was a big deal, the top investor on the planet. Anything she touched turned to gold. Her wealth was legendary, making even the richest tycoon look like small fry. The buzz was that Rowena would be there, and everyone there was tripping over themselves for a chance to impress her. My little guy wrapped his arms around my neck, his voice soft and defiant as he said, "He's my dad. My dad. And you're the meanie."

“You’re amazing, young man! You’re really good. If you dare say that you’re number one in boasting, nobody dares admit to being number two!” Old Master Gold turned to Old Master Taylor with a grin on his face. “Old Master Taylor, this son-in-law of yours is really refreshing to see, and luckily, the God of War isn’t here. If not, the matter of him addressing the God of War by his first name would land him in so much trouble.” The head of the Gold Family smiled coldly and said, “Hey, hey! He’s not even shy or anywhere remotely abashed when he calls himself a miracle-working doctor! That’s the biggest takeout from this!”

Gold pulls back her hand and gets on her feet. “What?” Phoebe stands and walks across to her. She gently leads her to the couch at the corner where they both sit. I remain at the table and just listen. I have increased security around here and around Phoebe. I am hoping and praying that I can prevent her prophesied dead. “You are Leroy’s ultimate mate, Ca..Gold. I am expecting a boy but I won’t see him grow up. You are going to watch over my child and make sure that the mates that follow me don’t abuse him.”

"But I don't have to 'Obey' them. I can 'Resonate' with them. We are 'Consensus-Linked.'" As Chapter 131 closes, the "Great-Division" is healed, but a new "External-Threat" has detected the "Gold-Resonance." The "Origin-Auditors"—having been starved of the "White-Light"—recognize the "Gold-Standard" as a "High-Value-Asset." They are no longer "Harvesting" the planet; they are "Invading" it. "The 'Gold' is too 'Bright,' Avery," Kaito warned from the orbital-sensors. "The 'Auditors' are sending a 'Physical-Vanguard.' They’re coming to 'Claim' the 'Hardware' we just built."

"If I hadn't come, how would I know what you really think of me? I still have the recording from yesterday's call, where you promised to get me proper treatment. So why are you suddenly refusing today? "Mom, you can't just go back on your word like that!"

ALESSANDRA "And if you ever dare insult me, raise your voice against me, or act like you own this place ever again…" I continued speaking slowly, coldly, and sharply, my voice calm yet cutting through the air like shards of ice, staring straight deep into her tear‑filled, furious eyes without blinking or showing even a flicker of hesitation or remorse. "I swear to you Chloe, I will do far worse than just slap you across your spoiled arrogant face. I will make sure you regret the very day you decided to cross my path and step foot inside my home. I have been quiet, patient, and tolerant all these months not because I was weak, afraid, or defeated like you foolishly thought… but simply because

the Goddess’s weapon, just as he had been unwoven in the Void. Aethelred looked at his hands, which were beginning to turn into dust. "Impossible. The silver is absolute." "The silver is a cage," Silas said, reaching out to grab Aethelred’s throat. "And I have already learned how to break the bars." With a final, earth-shaking roar, Silas unleashed the full power of the Shadow-Gold. A pillar of violet and gold energy erupted from his chest, consuming Aethelred and the silver spear in a blinding, celestial eclipse.

Not yet. The central crystal cracked again. A sliver fell away, revealing pale skin beneath. A breath fogged the inside of the glass. Eyes fluttered open. Gold. Bright. Blazing. Just like Amara’s. And then a voice, powerful and ancient, spoke from inside the crystal. “Amara.”

Ron said nervously, and I instantly became nervous, forgetting the previous discussion totally. “Hello,” Ron said into the phone then put it on speaker. “Alpha Ron, the Golden Wolf is at the border. Send some of your soldiers to lead us to where Jade is,” a male voice said into the phone, and tears of relief flowed down my face. They must have picked up the rogues’ phone after tearing them apart. I recognize the voice as the Golden Wolf's mate, His Majesty. “Your Majesty, I will proceed there myself,” Ron said. “No. Stay with Jade and protect her till we arrive,” His Majesty said.

"We're going to show them that you're not just some gold digger. You're strong, you're capable, and you don't need Knox to define you." "But what can we do?" Willow's voice was small, but there was a glimmer of hope in her eyes. Trisha stepped closer, placing a hand on Willow's shoulder. "We're going to tell your side of the story," she said with a determined look. "We're going to show everyone that you're not the villain here." Willow paled. She could not do that. Knox and she had a contract that was still very much valid. "You know I can't," she whispered. "I owe him too much. In a way, I am a gold digger. All my mother's treatment has been with his money."