Gilded Series Novels & Stories

The metallic, copper tang of her blood hits my nose again- fresh as she dabs at her split lip with a damp, tattered cloth. The honey and cedar scent changes, turning sharp and acidic with her pain. It is a physical agony for me to stay perched in the shadows when every instinct hollers at me to crash through that glass and heal her with my own tongue, to scent-mark every inch of her skin until the bruises fade under my heat.

Don't bother me again. Tessa looked defiant as she took out a wrapped gift. It was an accessory from a luxury brand that was favored by men in the upper class. When I was young, I had once imagined that I would be able to own such jewelry in the future if I worked hard. In the past two days, two women had presented me with them. Tessa held the gift box and said seriously, "Ethan, let's get married. I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you. Give me another chance."

" 'What she gave me?' I thought, annoyed. The watch she gave me was a cheap fake, rusted and gone for who knew how many years. This watch was from my wife, Rowena Smith, who knew I loved that collection. She designed it herself and had it custom-made half a year in advance, a one-of-a-kind in the world. I was at a loss for words. "Take a good look at these diamonds. You think you can afford any of them? "This is a gift from my wife, and it's got nothing to do with you." The diamonds sparkled with an unmistakable high-end shine. Then, Henry yanked the watch off my wrist, his sneer widening.

“Isolde’s powers… whatever they are… are waking up. Sir, she caused a complete power failure in the east wing. Lights exploded above her. The residual readings—” “We don’t speak of readings here.” Ronen’s voice cut like a blade. “Continue.” “She touched a switch and the spark wasn’t blue,” the teacher whispered. “It was… gold.” The room fell silent. Gold. Even speaking the color felt forbidden. Gold belonged to the Bloodseer. Gold belonged to the night every pack learned to fear. Gold belonged to the girl who burned herself into light and tore the Shadow King out of existence. Gold belonged to Rain. Not to a stranger. Not to a Redwood student.

Any ill feelings they had towards eachother disappear and they feel content with one and another. Next Jarek and Landon both take their turns and complete the ritual. Ben steps closer and look at the liquid that Gina has put into separate viles, labeling them who's is is. "Why did the blood turn gold?, and why did you put it in viles?" he asks and Gina look at him, trying to see if it is just curiousness or if he has ill intentions but all she sees in him is someone who is really interested in learning.

Shanelle POV I smoothed down the delicate fabric of my elegant gown, a rich shade of midnight blue that hugged my curves in all the right places. The beaded embellishments sparkled under the ambient lighting, casting a soft glow around me. Beside me, Beatrice and Kayleen, stood resplendent in their own designer ensembles. Beatrice wore a vibrant red dress that accentuated her fiery personality, while Kayleen donned a sleek silver gown that mirrored her quiet grace.

At the center attach to it was a big yellow stone about the size of her thumb, holding the whole jewelry in place were flawless diamonds in a perfect single row. "Do you like it?" Mish's eyes glowed with happiness. "I have chosen it for you." "I love it so much!" The girls all grinned. Eyes misty. Michael coughed, uncomfortable with the mushy stuff. They all giggled. These powerful men hate it when they cry. Alexander rose to his feet, bubbly champagne glasses were distributed around the table. His beta stood by his side. The pups were crawling and wobbling around the private room, supervised by at least five nannies.

The light dims down as Goldie hunches over to take a hold of his now bleeding nose. He whimpers, although he tries his best to stifle his own voice. Leonardo looks down on him, wondering if this was the same person that Ines deemed as ‘crazy’. He notices something that was wrapped around the glowing man’s neck. He leans down to inspect it further and comes to recognize the contraption. A shock collar secured tight on Goldie’s poor neck.

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“do not read your own book—you might not like how it ends.” Glancing further up the case, the letter ‘G’ was carved in deeply. I scanned the books with my eyes and found myself reading the names that were painted on the spines of the books. Glenda Macon, Gregory Marsh, Gwyn Masters… Each book had a name embroidered on the spine. The books were all black, with names in a flat white. Very few books actually looked different from the others. The one named, Glenda Macon, had a rose with thorns dancing along the cover. I even noticed one that was a shade of slate grey.