Wow The Golden King Novels & Stories

said Diego with a smirk . " Still , beautiful gems remained the apple of the eye . Even if you may lose your attention towards them , you will look at them again because of their beauty . After all , beautiful and expensive things are always the best ones . " said the king . " When I was looking at my crown yesterday , I noticed that it didn't look as shiny as before..............it was lacking something......A unique gem that will bring back the shine and splendor that it once had . I have been searching and seen a lot of beautiful and priceless gems but none of those expensive gems would fit my crown , your majesty . " said Diego with a smirk when seeing the annoyed face of the king who tr

His voice travelled through the room but echoed the words of another. A few steps ahead of him was another man seated on one of the few two seats in the room, with a towering guard standing right beside him. The dashing young man garbed in the colours of black and red patterned cloth, and a long red cape hanging over his shoulder was none other than the king, slacked back into his seat like he was listening to an early morning newscaster. His hands and shoulders had no shortage of golden ornaments strapped around them, while on his head sat a magnificent golden crown which fit nicely around his long white hair. His presence cast an overwhelming blanket of order and power, while his gaze pier

It seemed to shimmer with every movement, catching the light and commanding attention. But what caught my eye the most was the golden crown adorning his head. It was a sight to behold—a symbol of his authority and status as the ruler of Arodona. The crown was studded with glistening gemstones, each one capturing the light and casting a radiant glow. Its intricate design spoke of craftsmanship and regality, leaving no doubt that this man was indeed the king. The crown sat atop his head, perfectly balanced, and accentuated his noble features. It added an undeniable aura of power and responsibility to his presence. I couldn't help but be captivated by the way he carried himself, his every movem

The king chased his tears away with tender kisses and words of love. The Omega blushed when he remembered the sounds he made and the countless orgasms the king pulled from him. He bit his lip and moved his leg to squeeze his thighs together. When his leg moved, he felt the king's length beneath his knee, and he throbbed as he began leaking slick. The Omega looked down and bit his lip harder as he pushed the sheet down, exposing their naked bodies. The Omega's golden tan skin looked even darker against Ezra's pale skin. Gold jewelry decorated the Omega's body from head to toe. Roman's heart fluttered, and he smiled when he saw all the gold his King had showered him with.

We were in what seen to be the Dragon king's study and literally everything was in gold except the books that lined the walls of the large room. There was a man standing next to a window with his hands behind his back and a golden crown on his head filled with red hair. "Hayden" Micah called out and he slowly turned around and looked at us with a smirk. "Micah..." he mumbled abs slowly walked to us. Micah's hand wrapped around my waist when the King was just a few feet away from us. "...and mate" he added when he was close enough. "Lovette" I told him and he raised a brow while Micah looked down at me with a frown.

Xael tells me and flashes me that look I can’t resist, but he completely misunderstood my objection. I have not explained when they shake hands, and the Sable king falls down completely paralyzed. They all look at him flabbergasted. “What the hell did you do to my mate?” the Golden Queen roars. Her eyes are somehow more golden when she is angry. I wonder if mine become more silver. “Relax. He will be fine,” I say and give him a jab. “Just don’t touch us until I tell you it is safe,” I advise and see then exchange looks.

I asked softly. "And father, Will he come with me?" He asked. "Yes he will, and you should know my name, I am Stacey, what is your name?" I asked. He laughed loudly and clapped. "Name, name, name." He sang over and over. "Hey, how about prince, prince will be your name because Where we are going there is a big palace waiting for you" I lied with a smile. "Prince! Prince! Stacey, Stacey" he said happily then stood up and jumped up and down.

Right as college acceptance letters went out, my golden boy of a brother, Bill Cyrus, spread a rumor that I stole his spot at Braxton University. His only proof was a single paparazzi shot of me standing outside the university gates. Of course, my parents believed him. To protect Bill's precious reputation, they forced me to take the fall. They even threatened to lock me away in an internet-addiction center for good to erase their embarrassment of their younger son—the one who dropped out and ran wild for a year. Watching my own family line up to tear me apart over one massive lie, the last scrap of hope I had for them shattered completely. I stopped holding back. I watched, ice-cold, a

he shouted The old man didn’t say a word and through the pump of his staff, there goes a ring with a red-like gem on it… and a sword? The sword was estimated to be around 3 feet long. I believe it is what they call the Joyeuse sword. It was arguably the most powerful sword the man has ever crafted. It was made by Charlemagne, a Frankish king out of gold and gem-encrusted hilt, the blade was forged from the same ore and metal that made Durendal, a sword wielded and is also one of the deadliest in the world. Legend has it, that the sword was forged by the infamous blacksmith legend Galas, who took three years to complete. Legends also stated that it possesses the spirit of the

“Uomini meravigliosi (gorgeous men).” She stared at her computer screen in her office as she looked through Damian’s business. His grandfather had started it and it had been passed down, each man expanding it and making it excel. Theirs wasn’t the only trading company, but it had become the strongest, and as of right now, the wealthiest. Which was in part, why Angel thought the contract was ideal.