Golden Dawn Novels & Stories

Treat me like a queen, and I'll treat you like a king. Treat me like a game, and I'll show you how it's played. ATHENA Tangerine gold glimmered through the glassy window, specks of yellow sunlight splashed with floating cotton balls handing in the ominous sky. The unforgiving sun at the head of the universe and far from the horizon made it clear that it was late noon. I fluttered opened my eyes and groaned as my body was squished under a heavy weight.

A slender, elegant hand appeared in her line of sight, offering her a glass of water. "Are you upset?" Dante's concerned eyes met hers, but Camellia shook her head. "It has nothing to do with me anymore." Whether Andres chose Valentina or someone like Autumn was no longer her concern. … Back in Saltsburg, the luxurious wedding hall glittered like a dream. Brilliant lights sparkled across the domed ceiling, while a massive crystal chandelier bathed the space in soft yet dazzling light. A red carpet stretched from the entrance to the center stage, flanked by intricate floral arrangements that filled the air with a delicate blend of floral and high-end perfume fragrances.

It was a beautiful red dress that was my size as well. Underneath there was a letter; Happy birthday. Wear these tomorrow to your birthday party with no signature or anything on it. I placed it back in the box and opened the jewellery box to see a beautiful diamond bracelet. "what the fuck," I mumbled to myself inside the box was a diamond tester, I laughed to myself What crazy person is sending me real diamonds? I tested the diamonds and they were in fact real. what the fuck?

And it was golden, molten gold. The golden light did not merely illuminate the path; it seemed to emanate from the path itself, a shimmering, blazing pathway to the left from the stormy past and into an impossible future of radiance. It touched the perimeters of the figures of the two men, goldening their shoulders and tops of their heads in a halo of hope. It was the morning after the ages-long night. Clarkson instinctively stepped back, his eyes tracing over every stroke. He could see their story in every line. The stormy sea was his own life that he had been trying to drown in. The two of them standing firm together at the front was their display of strength. And the golden horizon… it wa

The man glows. His hair is long, golden, and radiant, as if it has absorbed the light of countless stars. It flows with the breeze, shimmering and shifting in the sunlight like something out of a dream. But it’s his eyes that captivate me the most—golden, not amber. Pure gold, glowing with an intensity that feels almost too bright to look at. He doesn’t belong here; he doesn’t belong anywhere I can name. There’s something otherworldly about him, something so achingly familiar that my chest tightens with a strange sense of déjà vu.

Jaselyn's POV The Grand Hall was a spectacle of elegance and splendor, bathed in the golden light of the afternoon sun. The air was thick with anticipation, the hum of excited voices merging with the soft strains of ceremonial music that floated through the air. The Hall itself had been transformed into a veritable palace of dreams, adorned with delicate blue and white drapes that cascaded like a gentle waterfall from the high, vaulted ceilings. Crystal chandeliers hung above, their light refracting through the myriad of sparkling decorations and creating a mesmerizing dance of light across the room.

POV: Lucian The coronation happens on the first clear morning after the solstice, the twin moons still visible at the horizon as the sun rises, the overlap of light sources that has become Drevalon's new normal producing the particular gold and red illumination that the rebuilt throne room carries better than the original ever did, the new stone chosen specifically for how it catches the dual light.

Caspian opened the door and stepped in. Suddenly, a golden light poured out from the door. It was as if the books were waiting for Caspian. Caspian took a deep breath and opened it. Emperor’s Proud Formula The upgraded chapter of Pride Formula. A wisp of golden light shot out from the book and went straight into the glabella of Caspian. Suddenly, golden characters condensed in the void around Caspian. These golden characters represented enlightenment as they rotated around Caspian.

His survival was all he was after and even that seemed more unlikely of happening than either Derek or Penelope getting the orb. “Dr. Giovanni said it's golden, yeah?” Before any of them could reply, she continued talking, meaning it was a rhetorical question. “If it is, it'll be easy to find during the day because it'll reflect the sun.” Harold nodded as he agreed with what she had said so far. “And since out there is plain,” she continued, referring to the mountainous part, “it'll be easy for us to see its glow.” She fell silent then added, “Whoever finds it first can have it.”

I had turned the Great Alpha into a common criminal. I wasn't just destroying Roman. I was erasing the woman who had loved him. And jeez, it hurt more than the stone in my lungs. But as I looked at my reflection in the dark screen of the tablet, I saw pale, skeletal, and fading Elara. Then I realized the "Gold" I was winning was starting to feel more like the "Grey" I was leaving behind.