Fighting Gold Lyrics Novels & Stories

means anymore I don’t know if you can fix a story once people decide how it ends I type Maybe if I just stay quiet, they’ll forget then delete it The moonlight cuts through my curtains, too bright for my liking and I lie there thinking about how silence isn’t always safety sometimes it’s just surrender dressed in peace Still tomorrow I’ll walk different halls keep my head down pretend I’m invisible And maybe if I do it long enough I’ll start to believe it ---

He felt the vibe as he went on… The wind whispers the tales of our fight The rain washes away the blood we shed The sun rises to greet us with its light As we march on, with each step ahead We leave behind our homes and loved ones To answer the call of duty and honor Our hearts beat as one, our spirit never runs As we fight for our land, our people, and our valor We face the enemy, fearless and brave Our swords clash with a thunderous sound We never falter, never turn back or waive Our foes tremble as they fall to the ground The fallen ones, our brothers in arms Their names carved in stone, their memory lives on

"Butt where is Goldie!" "....." "....." A minute of silence. "Here..." Butt said softly. "Shit!" "Where?" Luis Park asked curiously. "Here." "A-ah...." Luis Park falls unto his knees. 'My fucking dreams are gone! And...my money, It was all gone.' "Huhu...." *cries "What did you do to my egg! sob..sob..." "WHY DID YOU DO TO ME EGG!" "...." A moment of silence.

"I take a step and the ground quakes" "They come at me with their full strength" "But still I'm someone that they can't take" "Ain't no one that can catch me slipping" "I can't keep count of the a** I'm kicking" "If this was a game they'd say I'm cheating" "Cus they brought guns but their shots are missing"

she said as he angrily threw the remaining glass at us, I covered my face with my hands when it shurterd, then flinched in pain when sharp glasses pierced my arms. I quickly dropped my hands and noticed a few cuts on my arms, Lizzy quickly ran out of the room screaming in fear. I felt weak and my eyes were becoming blurry, something was wrong, my body was hurting badly too. I was about to fall when strong hands held me, I looked up and found Lewis looking down on me in fear. "Don't be afraid, I'm fine," I whispered. I tried to keep my eyes open but I couldn't, I closed them as I felt my body become heavier and my mind foggy, the last thing I heard was Lewis Calling my name desperately over a

Gold family's First Elder, Yael's expression turned cold as he stared at Lucas. "Okay, okay, okay!" "Attack!" Then, dozens of Gene Fighters all rushed toward Lucas. Lucas didn't understand. He really didn't understand why so many ants always appeared in front of him. "Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!" With more than a dozen sounds of breaking the wind, all the Gene Fighters rushing toward Lucas flew backward. "Ah. Ah. Ah!" All the Gene Fighters let out intense screams. "It's impossible!" Yael, the First Elder of the Gold family, exclaimed. They looked in the direction of the Gene Fighters.

He had never fought someone made out of pure gold. The drums beat sped up faster and faster and faster until they stopped. In a split second the gold soldier swung his strong muscular arm forward, launching his spear in Marlon’s direction. With lightning speed reflexes Marlon moved out of the way. The spear lodged inside the ground where he had been once standing. The golden soldier let out a battle cry that seemed to enliven the gods that surrounded them. Marlon didn’t know this was what they meant by his ‘journey’. He was very skilled in the art of fighting, but he didn’t know if he could best him. He would try to stand his ground.

A child king with a terrified little girl clinging to me in the darkness. I saw that same terror in this human's eyes. That same desperate strength trying to hold back the breaking. The bidding started. My mouth opened before my brain caught up. "Ten." The crowd went silent. Good. Let them fear. That ugly alpha tried to outbid me. Fool. I would have paid a hundred gold pieces. A thousand. Whatever it took to wipe that smug look off his scarred face and get her away from his filthy hands. "Fifty," I said, and the market erupted.

"Yeah, you heard right. She challenged Goldie for the right to be Silver's mate. This is crazy. Goldie wasted no time. She didn't even walk down the stairs; she jumped and landed on her feet, approaching Raven. She didn't look anywhere but at the girl. When she stood in front of Raven, the referee stood between them." ‘Alright, you know the drill. Ten minutes of fighting, and then the bell will ring. After that, you shift. If you use weapons, then no shifting; you fight as you are. Now, are you ready?’ They both nodded, not looking away from each other. “Alright, then let's get it on.” He raised his hands, slamming them down quickly and moving out of the way. Raven smirked as she assumed her

Her gold chest is heavy. Too heavy. I crack it open. Gold spills like sunlight across the floor. Sophie stares. “Zoella…” “Help me,” I say. We fill bags… bags too heavy to carry. We rush down the stairs and slip into the crowd. The noise is deafening. “EVIL LUNA!” “VIOLET MUST DIE!” Faces twist with hate. Sophie and I move quickly through the crowd, pressing gold into open hands. Men. Women. Anyone.