Golden Haired Elementalist Novels & Stories

They continued to speculate about what Elowen was but none of them was certain until the eldest minister spoke. “I have heard about a rare blood called golden blood from my grandparents. I only remember some of it because I was a child, and I thought it was a myth. But if I remember it right, there was a small group of healers thousand years ago and among them was a powerful seer that possessed a blood that could heal anything. It could make a dying man healthy within a day, and a cursed man to be cured.” “That is but a myth,”my mother scoffed. “Surely someone as worthless as that human can't possibly be that important. She might have just a special scent that is completely useless.”

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.

“You should listen to what they have to say. They do not look friendly.” Hiron nodded. They followed the guard who led them to the strangers. There was a wall of villagers infront of the strangers. There were 50 or so "visitors". Most of them were dressed in black. Five of them were wearing purple clock, Hiding their faces under a mask of the same colour. The one at the lead was wearing a purple-white kimono. He had deep purple eyes and silver hair. That eye and the hair meant only one thing, he was a lightning elemental. It was easy to distinguish elementals according to their clothing, hair and eye colour. All elementals had silver hair. While their eye colour corresponded to the element

They said the Saint had awoken. Inside the grand temple, Elysia waited behind the doors. Her body still ached from the ceremony. The burn beneath her skin had quieted, but the gold in her veins refused to fade; it shimmered faintly through the thin linen of her sleeves. Attendants moved around her in silence, adjusting the folds of her robe. The fabric was white and impossibly soft, threaded with dust-fine strands of gold that caught each movement like flame. When they set the crystal circlet upon her head, the weight of it pressed against her temples like a crown of heat.

"Well, you're here now, and honestly, your timing is perfect. I am so fucking angry I could scream." Tasha raised an eyebrow, settling into the desk chair. She knew that tone Elara was about to go off about something, and it was usually entertaining. "What happened? Who pissed you off this time?" "There's this weird girl," Elara said, her voice dripping with disgust. "She has this freaky silver hair, like she thinks she's some kind of anime character or something." "Silver hair?" Tasha's eyes widened with surprise. That was definitely unusual. "Yeah, and get this…..her name is Drasa." Elara practically spat the name.

Once in decades, or sometimes even after centuries, a Golden Fairy takes birth, and with her arrival, the balance of the supernatural world subtly shifts. Golden Fairies are not only blessed with unmatched beauty; they possess immense elemental and divine power. Their magic is pure, ancient, and dangerously powerful—capable of healing lands, awakening dormant forces, or destroying entire realms if misused. Unlike ordinary fairies, their powers do not depend solely on training or spells; their magic flows naturally through their blood, responding to emotions, intentions, and destiny itself.

Silver-white hair spilled out, falling loose around her face. I couldn't help but notice it. My brow rose. In the footage, she hadn’t looked like this, though the banquet night, she did. “The hair.” I couldn't help but mutter. “Velmora sorceresses are born with silver hair. Hybrids excluded. Unfortunately, I'm a different kind of hybrid, and I hate that I have it. I prefer dye.” She said, reading my look. “So a werewolf and a sorceress.” I tilted my head.

He felt as though he had to because 18 months ago, heir to the Von Creig family and the first of her name, Ari Anna Devos Von Craig came into this world. She was born on the island in her father's mansion with golden hair and golden eyes. When she came out of the Womb, the entire room lit up with a golden hue. It looked like the sun was rising. This flabbergasted everybody, including Xasha. They did not understand what having gold hair meant, nor why hers glowed like that. No matter how he looked at her with his Open Eyes, he couldn't figure out what made her different. He, however, discovered the cause of her glow, she was attracting golden particles but he did not understand what these gol

Casta says, and I move to sit down. “Rosa, we haven’t been formally introduced, so please let me introduce myself, as these brutes don’t have manners.” I chuckle at her as she offers me her hand and I take it, giving it a shake. “My name is Sunny. I am an elemental.” I look at her as she sits down. An elemental. Wow! Elementals can manipulate the elements and move like the wind. They are powerful beings; I thought they were extinct. “This is Bogo. He is a vampire. That is Henry. He is a wolf, and that fine fellow is Brody. He is an assassin. We, like you, are outcasts. We have been searching for you.” She says as I nod at each of the men.

“I know I should have told you this yesterday, but she begged me to keep it a secret. Jules is the hunter. She’s a Tueur.” Mathias gasps with shock. “If she’s a Tueur, she’s not just a hunter. She’s an elite hunter.” “Yeah, but she didn’t know until recently what she was because her powers were dormant.” Tristan looks down thoughtfully. “Is she the reason you wanted to go to the Golden Crown?” Azazel asks. Khail frowns in consternation. “What’s the Golden Crown?” “The Golden Crown is a mobile dimension used by shady supernatural beings. Most of them are bad news.” Tristan answers.