Fantastic Beasts Porpentina Goldstein Novels & Stories

Karson asked, shaking his head at his boys. “Aaawwwooo.” He heard and turned to face his little girl who was being cuddled by Kolby. “Look daddy, isn’t she just gorgeous?” Kolby asked as she admired her big sister. Kora, Karson and the boys turned to see Kydence’s wolf. “Punkin, you are gorgeous.” Karson said as he reached out to pet the top of her head. Diamond was about 6 feet tall; her fur was slate grey color that shimmered under the moonlight. Her eyes were grey with a milky white film that covered her eyes, it showed that she had no sight.

“The girl’s blood carries Aurelian markers.” The silence that followed cracked like ice. Cassia blinked. Isolde dropped the book she was holding. Even Selina looked pale. “She’s a dragon?” I asked, my voice lower now, more controlled, even as something cold curled behind my ribs. “That is what the scan confirmed,” Batista said. “Headmaster Arx has allowed her to enroll.” He didn’t wait for consensus. Of course, he didn’t. I turned back to the window. My reflection hovered in the glass, eyes dark, lips pressed thin.

Liam let me know, making me wonder when he met her. In less than a minute we were traveling through the shadows, emerging in a large field. In front of us stood the most beautiful wolf I had ever seen. If I can even call it that. It was a hybrid, that much was obvious. The wolf was almost as tall as a horse, with long slender legs. It was white all over with a wavy main around the top of its neck. On its forehead was a large golden unicorn horn with green and silver glitter. Its snout was longer and rounder than that of a normal wolfs. It was absolutely stunning and we all stared in awe of it. “Goddess, I forget how beautiful she is.” Percy said with a bright smile.

“If one child wakes fully, every stolen wolf will try to find a body.” Before I could answer, one of the root-woven cradles beside the wall began rocking by itself. A sleeping girl inside it stirred, her dark lashes fluttering against cheeks too pale for life but too warm for death. Bardolph’s spirit wolf froze. The girl opened her eyes. They were gold. Not black. Not silver. Gold like Bardolph’s wolf. The entire nursery fell silent as the sleeping girl sat up slowly, staring at the spirit wolf with recognition no child should have carried.

Glowing faintly gold. Lena’s breath stopped. “…Alex?” Elias’s heart seized. He strained to rise. “No. NO. Lena—stay behind me—!!” The figure staggered forward. Half-hidden by smoke. Half-dead. Half-something else entirely. And then— It lifted its head. Its eyes glowed gold. But not empty. Not monstrous. Soft. Broken. Human. And he whispered: “Lena…”

I pretended to scold her. Lilith looked sheepish, eyes welling with tears. “I just nodded off for a moment, and when I woke, the pup was gone! If you must, blame the weak defenses here, not me! Wait… is this adorable creature the little black pup?” I nodded, and Lilith leaned closer to inspect my child, disbelief written across her face. “Kaelen is the Golden Lycan of Silent Peak!” “What!” Lilith gasped, one shock following another.

He felt as though he had to because 18 months ago, heir to the Von Creig family and the first of her name, Ari Anna Devos Von Craig came into this world. She was born on the island in her father's mansion with golden hair and golden eyes. When she came out of the Womb, the entire room lit up with a golden hue. It looked like the sun was rising. This flabbergasted everybody, including Xasha. They did not understand what having gold hair meant, nor why hers glowed like that. No matter how he looked at her with his Open Eyes, he couldn't figure out what made her different. He, however, discovered the cause of her glow, she was attracting golden particles but he did not understand what these gol

“Daerton is exceptionally well learned and powerful, even for one of his kind, which makes him dangerous, in addition to which, intoxicated, he is not always capable of making the most intelligent of decisions.” “He gifted a man with the touch of gold,” Aurien said quietly. “Everything the man touched, turned to gold. The man was unable to eat or drink, and, when he returned home, his young daughter ran to greet him…” “Oh, saints and seers,” I was horrified. “Was it reversible?” “Not so far,” Glenowayn replied solemnly. “The man eventually died of starvation and his daughter remains a statue of gold. I believe the Court of Light has her in safe keeping.”

Some juwels seemed to blink between the metal. "Oh, I remember! She wore a golden hairpin that day, a phoenix design with rubies... what a shame it was all molten. She was such a beautiful madwoman... Bellatrix, Bellatrix, you really burned a deep grave for yourself. Well, I guess this happens when a nearly godly power is unleashed without restraint. Sadly, you fell pray to an even deadlier magic. This man really is something. So annoying. Really, too sad that you can't incinerate him as well anymore... I wonder who woud've won in a direct confrontation. Well, both of you are nothing compared to my Kitty."

Sandra asked. “Raymeyer.” I hissed. “Leo, you are still stuck-” “It is the goddamn initiator of my curse, I won’t let it slide! I won’t be at peace until I burn that place down.” I hissed and left I reached back to Raymeyer but before I could consider doing something, an unexpected thing occurred. I was approached by the leader of Raymeyer herself. Gabrielle came, “You're the Golden Beast, aren’t you?” She asked.