Chains Of Gold Book Novels & Stories

This was a place of old gods and older hungers. I lay stretched across the sacrificial altar, a massive slab of white quartz that stood in stark contrast to the black walls. The chains holding my wrists and ankles weren't silver; they were gold—heavy, ancient, and etched with runes that pulsed with a dull, rhythmic light. Silver was used to suppress a wolf, to poison and weaken. Gold, however, was a conductor. It didn't block my power; it drew it out, bleeding the Hallowed spark from my marrow like a slow leak in a dam.

What was the point of gold, after all, he decided if it didn’t look like gold. “Lovely. Do any of these catch your eye?” Blake Nilem crossed to the counter. Faith was already opening cabinets and taking out trays of chains. He nodded at some, shook his head at others, and lay three upon the glass. Jasper ran his eye over the chains. “That one,” he picked one that would sit flat against the skin, the links layered like snake scales. “Wonderful. A pendant?”

"I could stay here all day." After a few minutes of wondering, she reached the very end of the maze. It was a golden bookshelf. The sight of gold made her roll her eyes. She really hopes that all these are fake gold, or else she might lose her mind or use her little hair clip to chip the back of this bookcase a bit and bring the shavings back home. "Even a book?" She chuckled when a golden book caught her attention. Sure, it was black. But who would title their book, "Golden Goldie Gold"?

Shadows slithered down along the edges of the torches, reaching too far, speaking words in tongues never intended for mortal hearing. And at its center, bound in chains of golden links that scalded against his skin, Miyal fought for every breath. His chest heaved, his temples dripped with sweat, and his hands grasped the sheets as though they were forged of incandescent stone. His men had followed his order binding the relic, the Golden Chains, to his arms and chest. It seared him with divine flame, repelling the corruption. But even as they glowed with holy radiance, black smoke wisped beneath his skin, veins turning dark as cracks in marble.

He later brushed them aside with the excuse that Lucas and himself were never interested in the chains when their father spoke of it several times, so it was understandable if he didn’t show them because of their lack of interest. “These are the three chains” Liam pointed at the three shinning metals Lincoln walked towards the wall where Liam stood “Bring them out,” he said to Liam, and Liam immediately proceeded to do as he was told. “Wow, they are much,” Lincoln said on seeing many more gold, silver, and bronze chains as he earlier thought they were just three in number as they were called the three chains. “Yeah, but they are just three chains. Gold, silver, and bronze” Liam responded, br

she said to herself. The fourth book begins at chapter 1 in Paris. The End.

Chains: I got up this morning and got ready for my day but didn't know what I was doing anymore. Everyday it is the exact same thing everyday I get up take a shower and go to the diner to see her after that I head to the club. Nobody knows how I feel about her hell I don't even think she knows. I spend most of my time sitting at a booth watching her from afar. I always get put in her section and I just order my food that is it. There is no small talk because I'm afraid if I put myself out there I won't survive being hurt again. To put it mildly I'm terrified of her rejecting me.

“Then let’s get started.” Selene led me through the corridors of the building, past rooms I had yet to explore. We stopped in front of a large door. She pushed it open and gestured for me to enter. Inside, the walls were lined with mirrors. A long table sat in the center of the room, covered with jewelry, silk gloves, cigarettes in elegant holders, and other accessories I didn’t recognize. Selene walked to the table and picked up a pearl necklace, running her fingers over it. “What do you see when you look in the mirror?”

One by one. Thousands of them. The mountain trembled. Then the gigantic door slowly opened. A blast of freezing air rushed outward. The chamber beyond was enormous. Larger than the underground city itself. I stared in stunned silence. The cavern stretched beyond sight. An entire world hidden beneath the mountain. At its center stood a throne. A colossal throne forged from silver metal. And wrapped around it— A chain. One chain. The largest chain I had ever seen. Its links were bigger than houses. Silver fire flowed across its surface.

Chapter nine Laura pov “I’m gonna fuck you so hard they’ll hear you screaming my name, Jett.” His thumb dragged across my lower lip, slow and rough. His wet mouth brushed my ear, my voice low and shaking. “I’m begging you… please.” He pulled back, jaw clenched so tight I could see the muscle jumping. His eyes were black with fury and something even worse need. For a second, I thought he might lose it completely. Then, like a switch flipped, he reached up and unlocked the chains around my wrists.