Coins Over Eyes Novels & Stories

The system that played dead earlier when green blood splattered finally did his duty as he beep and announce loudly inside its Host head. '3000 crystals stone distributed to Host status quo. 1,000,003,000 crystals stone in total. 10 golden coins distributed to Host status quo. 10010 gold coins in total. If ever you need something, please go to the system store Host 00001' the Eye was still holding a grudge for its Host not buying meat and medicines in his system store and instead buy into an inferior convenience store. It knows that the price of the products in his system store is extremely expensive but he need crystals stones to buy new products at the system headquarters and golden coins

“I'll rip your tongue out, son of a bitch.” Katie growled, but he only reacted by pressing his body even harder against her, which only fueled her need. Her own body was betraying her. “Who the hell are you?” he growled, his voice piercing her skin, giving her goosebumps. He was so close to her that she stared right into her silvery eyes, which were swirling with power; this wasn't normal, even for werewolves; eyes weren't meant to do that.

“I serve this pack. I do not sell my loyalty.” I smiled faintly. “I expected you to say that.” Without asking for permission, I untied the pouch and turned it upside down. Dozens of bright gold coins spilled across the table. The candlelight reflected against them, filling the room with a golden glow. The healer stared quietly. There was no excitement in his eyes. Only confusion. “I do not understand.” “You will.” I reached into another pocket inside my cloak and removed a tiny glass bottle. The liquid inside was completely clear.

My hands moved with clinical precision, sweeping essential supplies into the bag: concentrated antibiotics, surgical kits, and several vials of Liquid Silver. Then, my eyes landed on a small, unassuming box of amber glass bottles—synthetic pigment drops used for ocular reconstruction after trauma. Silas used these himself whenever he traveled into the human world to make the business deals that expanded his pack’s wealth; they were the only thing that could mask his predatory silver eyes, turning them a dull, unremarkable brown for an entire day. I didn't know why I was taking them, but something deep inside me urged me to shove the entire box into my bag.

It was filled with coins, lots and lots of them. Some werewolves still used moon coins, and they were as valuable as gold, even more so. The man’s gaze dropped to it briefly, then it turned back to her. “Who’s your target?” he asked simply. Lyra didn’t hesitate or falter. Behind the mask, her lips curved into a slow, deliberate smile, “Nyssa.” she hissed, “Nyssa Vale,”

The irises of her eyes almost turned into a dollar shape as she stared at the rolling gold coins before her with her mouth agape Audrey watched as more and more gold coins come out of that small bag in Nero' paws. Her lower jaw nearly fell to the ground from shock. As she widened her mouth so wide that it almost seemed as if she was a fish that had fallen on the shore. It took quite some time before she managed to recover from her daze. She looked at the cute little black cat in front of her with a look that was even more shocked than she would have been if she had seen a ghost instead. 'KACHIN! KACHING KACHING!' The sound of more gold coins brought Audrey's soul back to her body.

Or maybe he could have made visual contact with it as he skipped by, but he surely wouldn't have stopped to check it out or pick it up. When a hard jagged tip of his right sole slipped into a grate hole and almost toppled him over as he picked up the coin, he should have seen it as an omen. But I doubt our main character even knew what omens were. He flicked the hard, dry chips of mud off the coin and examined it at all angles. Now that the mud was gone, a streak of light made a bright spot of light wink on an edge. Finian realized the coin was pretty new after all. It was of a shiny, dark silver colour. He wondered how a coin could be black and silver at the same time.

She could see that his eyes were bright with a green fire, and his mouth was bloodied and oozing, shards of shattered teeth trapped in his beard like writhing maggots in a fisherman’s bait tin. When he saw Emily, the vile apparition smiled and tilted back its chin, as it gave an exaggerated swallow. She stared, her fascination as strong as her fear and loathing at what she was witnessing. The man merely laughed long and hard as green tears fell down his cheeks like luminous mucus. When he had regained his composure he took another coin from the chest, his terrible eyes never leaving hers. To her surprise he held the coin out to her, his smile became the leer of an animal addressing its prey.

The currency calculation in this world, 1 platinum coin = 100 gold coins, 1 gold coin = 10 silver coins, 1 silver coin = 10 bronze coins. "5 platinum coins or I will sell it in another city, with such a very good condition you still get a lot of profit." I immediately bullied him, but still gave him a profit. Of course, in good condition because it was only a cut on the neck without any other injuries. The minimal damage was due to the combination of Erin's gravity magic and then being directly slashed by Violet. "E e four platinum coins!" he answered confusedly. "Oh okay," my answer made him put on a relieved face.

I can tell she's impressed, and it makes me feel even more powerful. "So this is the coin you've been dying to get your hands on?" She's nearly drooling over it. "The one and only." I give it to her to look at, since there's no harm. There's a zero percent chance of her robbing me, what with all the spells I have in place around this whole building. Evelina holds the Golden Coin in her palm, turning it over to examine the intricate designs etched onto the metal. The same symbol is repeated over and over again, forming a pattern.