Gild Book Series Novels & Stories

Hey everyone, I just want to thank each and every one of you for reading this series :) I will put the Epilogue up next but then I will be taking a short break from this series before doing Freyja and Belenus’s journeys. All updates including the book covers will be on my i*******m. I hope you all stick with me for the next book, The Golden Healer’s Dark Fae. In the meantime please try out some of my other books. Thanks Madam Mischief :)

Cela asked in a casual tone but a smile shortly appeared on her face after realizing she's having a back-to-back success. The other people in the room are more expressive of their excitement than her. "I just had a call with a TV executive. She expressed her interest in turning your books into a special series for Valentine's next year," Ivy continued. The news finally stirs Cela's interest. She listens attentively. "Now," Ivy stopped for a moment. "Since it will be a three-part special, she will be requiring a third book to complete the series. The network will sponsor the production of the third book," she continued but did not finish yet.

They weren’t here last week, so I am guessing they must have transferred into this class. “Hey, my name is Gareth, and this is my cousin Elias.” Gareth says. “My name is Sapphire, and it is nice to meet the two of you.” I tell them. Gareth seems nice, but when Elias turns to look at me, I freeze. He has the most intriguing eyes I have ever seen. They are like gold coins with little splashes of red. It reminds me of a flame. There is something weirdly familiar about them. Something about him makes me very uncomfortable, but I hide it. He turns away from me, and I relax a little. There is something about both of these guys that has my hackles raised. I will see what Dad has to say ab

He waved over a younger globin who wheeled in a double-edged silver sword. “B-behold, a sword that d-drains the blood of anyone who s-tands against it.” The globin revealed its potential. “And it goes for five thousand gold coins.” Lord Orc raised his hand, his armpit sprouting with overgrown hair. “Five thousand gold coins!” Another brute voice rose from the back. “Six thousand gold coins!” “I have eight thousand!” Someone growled behind Aetherion, startling the young king’s fearsome heart. Kaelric wasn't intimidated by tense power dynamics as fights never ensued during an auction—but a king's body would be found cold on his way back.

he said. “Really?” I asked, curiosity lacing my voice. He nodded once. “You’ll see.” I followed him to the library, the scent of old pages and cedar filled the air. To the left, I noticed a new shelf, small, polished, and unlike the grand spiral ones towering around us. My gaze caught on a delicate gold tag at the top: ‘The Juliens.’ My lips curved without meaning to. He set the books down carefully, arranging them as though they were fragile pieces of our story.

A book lay open, its pages made of thin sheets of copper. "These are stolen," she hissed, her finger hovering over a line of text. "This is High Elven. This is a treatise on star-navigation. They stole it when they burned the Silver Spires." "They steal everything," Tristan said, moving deeper into the room. "Keep moving. We’re looking for 'Project Apotheosis' or 'The God-Shell'. Look for the Emperor’s seal." They split up, moving down opposite sides of the narrow aisle. Saoirse scanned the spines. The Anatomy of Angels. Void Theory. The Ethics of Soul Fragmentation.

Just then, a commotion erupted at the front gate—followed by the butler's frantic, stumbling announcement. A lavish carriage had pulled up to the door, its polished walnut body inlaid with mother-of-pearl and gemstones that glittered in the lantern light. The curtain was pushed aside by a well-manicured hand, a gold signet ring gleaming on the finger. A young man stepped out, assisted by two servants, dressed in embroidered gold brocade and wearing a jeweled circlet.

“I’ll need to sanitize you, to make sure none of its content spilled into you. If there is a next time, use your anti-silver gloves. Sebastian, mind to prepare a glowing elixir? I’m sure you’ll find salt and thyme in their kitchen.” “On it, boss. Where’s the kitchen?” “I’ll take you there,” said Stephanie. “This is like the 2.0 version of what we dealt with last year,” said Coralis, lowering her gloved hand. “This is not a blue marble, but a spelled cage. When they're made by witches, you break one, and you get a ghoul. Unlike the ones we came across last year, an elf made this one.” “Hold on, so you think that this time, the spelled cages do not need to be broken to summon its ghoul?” said

So even though we are saying goodbye to Lilith and our seven Princes, this will not be the last you see of me. If you haven't already, check out my other book series The Bloodstone series - Completed •Alpha Erik •Everlasting Fire •The Deadly One • Dark Promises •Rise of the Bloodstone King The Redmoon Series - (Bloodstone Crossover series) - Ongoing •The Property of the Alpha • Mated of the Broken Hearted - Coming August 2023 The King of Caspian - Completed - (Bloodstone series Crossover) Again thank you for reading my book, and I hope you enjoy more of my books.

my nosiness made me take couple of steps ahead, when I reached near mud wall I thoroughly saw that thread and realized it was indeed buried inside… with one small tug I pulled the thread and a small piece of dry mud fall off wall… It looked like this white thread was connected to something which was buried in mud wall, thinking of which I quickly gave it couple more tug until something that was covered in red colored cloth fall out on floor… I hurriedly squatted down and picked it up… I cleaned mud off it and saw it was a book which was covered in red cotton cloth while a white barn thread was tied around it.. I quickly opened it only to realise that it was ‘A grimoire’ A Grimoire is a WIT