Golden Arms Redemption Novels & Stories

"It can bring people back from the dead. Alec ... he made the ultimate sacrifice. He gave his life for us. We have to bring him back." The old man studies me for a long moment before nodding slowly. "The Golden Coin can rewrite reality. But it's not without its consequences." "I don't care about the consequences," I say firmly, clutching the coin tighter. "I'll do anything to bring Alec back. Tell me what I have to do."

I could hear echoes of footsteps in the tiled floor mall, Mia paused walking towards where I stood, her gaze fixed on me. “You didn’t know that, did you?” she asked and I shook my head. “Well my friend I also just found out, apparently he is a golden spoon boil, no wonder he doesn't give a fuck about anything, being an only son out of three girls turns him in whatever he is” Mia trailed off “Well, that's something you don't hear every day” I managed to say, heading towards the jewelry store. “So this shopping spree is for what” Mia turned to face me, “It wasn't because I refuse Simon's offer for a world tour, We both need this, especially this, at least a break from your mother, the kids, tr

But in fact, and unfortunately, Alpha was only thinking about his girlfriend, about Erlyn and only Erlyn. "Next year?" asked the crewman who now turned toward Dantley who stood behind him. "I have a lot of things to accomplish, so I need to stay here. Here is for you the gold piece I brought back from Redmoon's pack, take it. In return for your help." Dantley held out the pouch containing the ship captain's gold lads snag, and took the bag of gold pieces, weighing how much it weighed, and it was indeed quite heavy.

I caught it mid-air, the red smoke feeling like a living thing inside the glass. "Go to the bunker!" Thomas shouted. He pulled two heavy pulse-pistols from his back. "I’ll hold them here. It’s the only way I can make up for the last twenty years." A beam of gold light hit the center of the clearing. A man in heavy gold armor landed in the snow. He didn't have a face; he had a visor made of solid diamond. He carried a spear that was dripping with liquid silver. "Thomas Williams," the gold soldier said. "Your sentence is death. The child belongs to the Great Alpha."

I looked at the forest. The gold-skinned man was standing up. His wound was closing. "The Gold gene doesn't die, Ethan," he laughed. "It just adapts." He pointed behind us. The Silver-Oak estate wasn't burning anymore. It was glowing. "The funeral is over," the Ryder child said. "The harvest is here." A thousands gold-skinned wolves stepped out of the trees. Who is the Architect now, and why is Caleb the only one who can see the truth?

The white light of the vault began to violently shift, turning a warm, blindingly brilliant dark-gold. Outside on the hull, the remaining Gilded Arbiters suddenly froze. Their glowing eyes flickered, and then they collapsed into lifeless piles of gold bars. The currency that animated them had just been rendered obsolete. Arthur Sterling, pulling himself out of the wrecked data racks, stared in absolute horror as the golden light washed over him. His tailored suit began to fray, and the metallic sheen faded from his skin. He was being stripped of his cosmic authority, reduced back to a mortal man.

'Five points down, 27 remains,' he thought. At this moment, he opened his eyes. He felt the beckoning of his trait. The mission screen appeared in front of his eyes. [Objective: Scam customers. Rewards: 5 Heaven Dou Gold Coins, 30 gram Deep Silver Tungsten. Five gold coins and a fist-sized crude rock were formed in front of him which Chen pocketed without much thought. He knew that the odd rock wasn't simple but he also didn't know its use so Chen silently put his things away.

As the games and festivities continued, Amanda excused herself from the lively group. “I’ll be right back,” she said, smiling politely. “Just need to freshen up a bit.” No one paid much attention as she slipped away from the party, her expression transforming from cheerful to cunning the moment she was out of sight. She made her way down the hallway, quietly slipping into one of the bedrooms. Her eyes scanned the room, and then she spotted it: a beautiful, expensive necklace lying carelessly on the vanity. It belonged to Damien’s mother.

He won’t give her a painful dry punishment. As the traditions indicated, Redemption starts by showering in the holy water. Cassius took the golden jug and said: “This jug is priceless. It has been used by our ancestors for decades to wash our sins. The water inside it is mixed with wine. It is cold. So be prudent, please.” “I know.”

"You might want to check her ankles before you mate her on the floor. The guards aren't the only ones who brought silver into the Bloodmoon fortress tonight." Killian’s eyes snapped down to my feet. In the rush to play the victim earlier, I had let the broken glass cut my knee. But now, under his lethal gaze, the fresh blood dripping down my leg wasn't just red. Where the rogue's silver scent filled the air, my hybrid blood was reacting—turning a dark, shimmering, undeniable gold against the grey dirt of the cell floor. Killian froze, his breath catching as he stared at the golden blood. The truth was staring him right in the face.