Gild Book Series Novels & Stories

"Caleb, read them the certification." He pulled out a document from his briefcase. "Custom Heritage Collection from Tiffany & Co. One of a kind. Solid gold, total weight 100 grams. Each bangle is valued at $28,000. Total value: $56,000." "One hundred…" Her crying stopped abruptly. She stared at the bangles, regret flooding her face. She had just thrown away something worth over $50,000.

I reached for the shelves tagged Spell Books on Curses and took out one that caught my eye. It was a hardcover book. The cover was black, and on it was a gold imprint of a spell bottle. "Is it not funny how we keep meeting in unexpected places?" Prince Daryl's voice was small, careful not to enrage the librarian whose hawk eyes followed every movement of the students in the library. But even when it was a whisper, it still sent stills of caresses down my spine. "Perhaps you are stalking me, your Highness," I said, struggling to keep a blank face.

she says to him in a low voice, not wanting the shopkeeper to eavesdrop on their discussion. Archie stares at her in shock. “Emblem of gold?” he repeated in utmost surprise. “Isn’t that a book written by a group of men in the late 90s; they were later denounced vile of the death of an authoritative man.” he chuckles, wondering why she's looking for an unethical book like that. Kayla turns around to have a proper look at the young lad in front of her. “A book like this is something of a unicorn. How did you learn about this?” she asks with her arms crossed.

Garrett The clearing is exactly as I remembered from my scouting trip yesterday. Secluded, peaceful, with a small stream running along one edge. I've set up blankets, cushions, and most importantly—a stack of books. Iris stops when she sees it, hand flying to her mouth. "You did all this?" Her voice is soft with wonder. "I wanted it to be special." I guide her to the blankets. "And I found something I thought you'd like." I hand her the top book. It's old, leather-bound, with gilt lettering. "Advanced Theories in Shield Construction and Consciousness-Based Magical Architecture."

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But my real focus wasn’t my reflection. My focus was on the project. The clients. And the determination not to let Damien Hayes think I am not capable. I wore my old black heels. They pinched slightly, but they made me feel taller. _____________________________________________ At the Grand Arc Hotel, my nerves were like many little sparks tickling my skin. Golden light filtered down through the chandeliers. The chandeliers had a shape similar to an upside down crystal fountain. Light reflected off the marble floor. The floor was polished. Shadows of moving people became moving shadows.

With quickened footsteps, she dashed to the shelf and found only two books still laying. Eyes closed and the outside world shut completely. "Focus and you shall get what you want!" She silently said to herself with hands that were raised halfway to the books. As soon as she opened her eyes, the bold, gold letters glowed on the backside of the two books. They began to mechanically shake and eventually fell from the shelf to her hands. "The Waters Beneath Will Deliver—The Winds Shall Redeem Me From NERIDA." "Why are there two books?" Amethyst halted to browse the black covered book. She only got a glimpse of the inside of the book which was empty. Turning to the gold-covered book, she glimpsed

"This is a holy book Carol. Yes, you have guessed it quite right, It was written ages ago. " The old lady and the maid both looked at the book which was brick red colored with tints of golden and ocean blue patterns which were looking like they were like carved with some kind of object or metal. The outer cover of the book was literally made of gold and silver and in it was tucked a dagger which had some blood stains on it.

The other book was in blood red, and it was the Souleater Grimoire. For over 2000 years, the grimoire had been attached to the ancient bronze coffin in the shape of a golden dragon. Because Garfield had casually touched it, the book ended up flying in Tyr’s direction. It was unclear whether it was caused by the influence of the book on Tyr’s body or if it was because of Garfield. “Souleater Grimoire!” Tyr raised his head, his gaze falling on the ancient blood-red book suspended above him. He inhaled deeply and spread his arms wide.

Gail ran her fingers over the leather bound spines of the books. None of the golden embossed titles called to her as books that might help her break Joel’s curse. Residual anger still stewed deep in her stomach as she remembered her conversation with Aunt Rose. After all this time, only now did Gail discover her aunt had a small library filled with books about magic.