Alchemy Golden Novels & Stories

"She's my girlfriend." "No, I'm not. We broke up a long time ago." Yael, with a grin, eyed Caleb and could not help but notice the ring he was holding. "An HD ring? I remember at the auction, Mr. Brooks and I were both after the Heart of the Ocean. I knew I couldn't outbid him, but he stopped at three million dollars. Do you prefer this diamond ring?" Yael's words shocked me. Three million dollars for that necklace? Yael sure knew how to waste money.

)] [Fuel: Infinite] [External Weapons: None] ... [Talent Triggered! Drawing Lv.2 Gold Mod...] 'Finally,' Jake thought. He held his breath as a golden wheel spun wildly before his eyes. This was his greatest advantage in this apocalypse. One gold mod per level. The wheel slowed to a stop. A card radiating brilliant golden light materialized in the air. [Mod Name: Indestructible] [Quality: Golden Legendary] [Type: Rule-Class] [Effect: Can be applied to any non-living component. The target's physical structure will be permanently fixed—immune to all forms of wear, aging, and destruction.]

"Or perhaps just heavy. I am looking for the artisan who understands the soul of the silver. The one who knows how to make a swan breathe." "My son, Bastian, is our head designer," Aris lied, gesturing to his eldest. Althea turned her gaze to Bastian. "Tell me, Master Bastian, what is the melting point of the silver-palladium alloy used in the Cigna lineage?" Bastian blinked, his mouth hanging open slightly. "The... the melting point? Well, it’s... quite hot, Majesty. Very hot. We use a very big fire." Althea’s expression didn't change, but her eyes darkened. "I see."

TEL’ANNAS “P aige, I have some new information on the Ducane’s activities,” Cian said as he rushed through the door of my hotel room and plopped down on the edge of my bed. “Ghost says they are getting ready to start giving the girls away as prizes. Both Max and Alex have been seen meeting with the owners of the Lion’s Den over the last week, there is some sort of tournament coming up where the winner takes all, there’s a huge pot, fifty thousand in cash and what they refer to as a kitten.”

"The legend. What do you know about it?" He released my face. Walked to the shelf by the window, pulled down an old leather-bound book. Its pages were yellowed, cracked, the ink faded. "The Holy Grail," he said, opening it, "is an ancient wolf relic. Forged by the first Alphas, before the packs divided. It's said to stabilize the Alpha bloodline—stop the madness that comes with too much power. It can purify silver poison. Heal wounds that won't close. Nourish the wolf's core."

(Alehandro) He asked as he stands beside me. "That animal skeleton bone can be turned into a high-quality bone dust, which is the most important ingredient in Alchemy…". I casually shared the information with Alehandro. "High quality?…then that is surely expensive right?..". (Alehandro) "Yeah.. a kilo of that thing is 1 gold coins…monthly we spent at least 1000 gold coins just to buy it from the Dukedom of Angela..". "Woah…that is expensive…sir, I've been wanting to ask this for so long…is our Credit much more expensive than the normal central currency?…". (Alehandro)

Zayne took a good look at what Ralph wants to explain. "This is The Golden V. I created this name because they have specific golden color blood. Each of my survivors had a slightly different color, but they were still a golden one. Am I correct, Miss Athena?" Athena slightly nods to Ralph’s question. She indeed had golden color blood. A blueprint of the Golden V substance starts to form when Ralph presses a button on a small controller in his hand.

Looking for the source of the sound, not having noticed its arrival, they saw a gleaming figure, strangely shaped. With a height of 1.9m; his head was that of a bird of prey like that of an agila, he had a figure similar to a bipedal humanoid, dangerous claws as lethal as blades emerged from his hands and feet, from his back a pair of wings emerged which were flexed; its appearance was that of a humanoid agila, but the reality was that everything that was visible was made entirely of a golden material, from head to toe (including wings) everything was made of Orichalcum, a magical metal with an appearance similar to gold. His eyes weren't really eyes, they were sparkling diamonds that were e

Numbers scrolled across its screen until finally, with a soft beep, the vault door clicked open. Inside was a treasure trove that would have made kings weep with envy. Golden goblets that had belonged to the first Alpha. Weapons forged in dragon fire. Scrolls containing the original pack laws. And there, in the center of it all, sitting on a pedestal of pure silver, was the Nightbane Moonstone.

I don't trust Lyra, and I don't think I ever will, but trying to refrain myself from wanting her so badly is an urge I can't fight against. "It's the curse, isn't it?" Damien asked. My fist clenched, knowing that he was right. I hated the part where he knew everything. Clause and Axle aren't aware of the curse that Lyra acted up a few weeks ago. The Curse of the Unbridled Alpha, an ancient affliction that strikes the most powerful pack leaders, renders them helpless against their primal instincts, driving them to surrender to their basest desires and act on impulse. Their control over their actions is fragile as the moon's phases dictate their fate.