Gilded Stories

sing me sweetly in the silver midnight moonlight © 2018 issien

Harrowdon is a town corrupted by greed and cursed by a witch for stealing the jewels that kept her alive. Because of this, the town cannot be touched by light. Until Zara is born. Zara's tears produce light that lasts for 3 months. Her parents sold her off at an early age to the town, and it seems she is trapped forever in a place where she is treated like a goddess and then tormented until she cries. Can she ever hope to escape?

A team of explorers unseals the gilded coffin of King Arthur, only to awaken a darkness bound to his skeletal form and the cursed blade of Excalibur-leaving behind nothing but their helmets in a silent circle.

Cerent. That is the word that Elanna Caraversai has been called her whole life, but that's what she was. Powerless to the elemental Gilded, powerless to those who wanted to control her. But when presented with a way to make a better life for herself, will she take it? And what will she do to rise up from those who put her down?

This article compares Trump's "golden era" vision to the Gilded Age, highlighting five parallels: protectionist tariffs, strict immigration, corporate influence, bureaucratic battles, and expansionist policies - questioning whether history will repeat its mistakes. To read more: https://timeprinternews.com/gilded-age-trumps-usa-parallels/

Volume 1 of the series (yes the title is taken from Pompeii by Bastille) |• ○||○ •| primary theme: hypocrisy, foolishness and gullibility. Free prose

A depiction of my struggle with depression and anxiety and ultimately the lessons that I learned that made me love life again. I have been writing pieces of this since 2015 and it has been such a diificult journey.

Icy, cynical and the most desired woman in the city. 24 years-old Lillian Veron hides behind a lace gold mask. They called her the Gilded Lily and she can fulfill any man's deepest, darkest and wildest fantasy if the price is right. She only wants one man but she can't have him. Her past, her present and her future made sure of that. Resigned and determined, she lives to tease and torment Jeffrey Gordon, her boss and the owner of the deliciously wicked and highly exclusive sex club where she works at, Decadent. She lets him know he can have her any time he wants but her heart was hers. She thought she was untouchable. She thought she was in control,that is, until someone was outrageous enough to buy her for a week. His fantasy? To fulfill her desires and fantasy. Jeffrey wants Lillian and won't have her till she's out of the business. It pains him to see her used whenever someone was crazy enough to afford the exhorbitant sum to have her but Lillian refuses to leave. Her teasing drives him wild. Although she has offered him her body, he wants her heart but now it seems as if she's going to lose it to Ethan Clevedon. The newest member of the club and one who was crazy enough to pay to have Lily for a week. Torn between two men, both dominant and intense and yet complete opposite of each other, Lillian faces a week of pleasure by both men and unknown to them all, her past comes back to haunt her that will either free her or make her permanently hide behind her gilded mask.

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we are heroes of darkness wearing armour of gold © all rights reserved to atlas | 2017

Follow a humble seed merchant through perilous journeys of all kinds as he learns to live, to love, and to sell seeds to stupid people. This series or partially-related stories tells how a man travels across a land of vast stories and unmatched segregation. You would assume by this point that this man of whom I've been speaking is the main character, but really the main character is the narrator. It's complicated.

France, circa 1850: Baron D's famous Midnight Ball is to commence. Amidst the glittering, aristocratic gaiety of the partygoers looms the treacherous entanglements of the upperclass. The guests all seem to have their own personal agendas, and so does the enigmatic narrator.

Drawn from the breath of inspiration. Poetry is my salvation, and my undoing.

The famous American Gilded Age, a time in American history of innovation and wealth, an unexpected Romanic blossoms in one of America's Largest homes. This is historical fiction do not take as fact.

As the sisters Lady Elizabeth, Evelyn, and Emma forge their way through the new world. The sisters have inherited everything from their dying parents had left them. After coming to America from Yorkshire, England they still carry out their titles in America. Their father was the Earl of Francis with the surnames Gastrell. This name is known on warehouses and fabric companies all over. The oldest Lady Elizabeth has inherited the companies and its stocks. She is familiar with different fabrics from all over the world. While the other sister ladies Evelyn and Emma strive to find their place amongst the crowd. Each has their role in the running the household. But through finding themselves they also carry a family secret as well. They were born with special abilities that are not known to this world. Each has their own special power to help keep the City of San Francisco safe. These proper ladies have to fight the rules of how to behave in a proper ballroom and fight off demons at night. Can they do both and still maintain their family names as women in society??

A poem written from a perspective of the gilded age & segregation / discrimination.

Another essay.