Golden Light Gratia Novels & Stories

Philip asks as he scribbles down our plan of action. "Great," I reply. "And thank you. I'm so grateful for everything you guys are doing for me. How could I ever repay you?" The two look up at me. "We're just a couple of old farts, Deary. We're just glad to have some company other than each other for once" Macy says. I find she calls me Dear or Deary when she can't remember my name. "What she said," Philip agrees and gets up to throw another log on the fire. And that's how the night ended...

Moments ago, I had told myself I would be confident, but this… in front of everyone… I couldn’t believe they didn’t care about their image at all. Thankfully, there was one other brother who wasn’t like this. I wasn't sure how I would actually act if Lucien– “Take this. I heard women like gold.” My thoughts faltered as I blinked, only to see Lucien had already shoved Claude aside just like Claude had done to Silas. He now stood before me, Abraham by his side, opening a box that revealed a pair of golden earrings. “This is the purest form of gold, Nectar Gold. Alpha Lucien had it specially crafted into this for you, Beta Lilith,” Abraham explained respectfully.

Fin stated rather than asked. The Priestess smiled, her ancient eyes twinkling with wisdom. "The goddess works in mysterious ways, young Maxwell. What you see with human eyes is not always what exists in the spiritual realm. In her true essence, Diamond is silver light, the reflection of the moon, the embodiment of the goddess's wisdom. The physical manifestation may appear white with markings, but her soul energy is pure silver."

The sky didn't just go dark; it went sterile. As the Auditor’s crystalline sails unfurled across the orbital plane, they didn't merely block the sun’s light—they filtered its frequency. The "Golden Equilibrium" that had bathed the world in a protective, amber warmth was being systematically stripped away. Through his violet eye, Kael watched the Photonic Depletion in real-time. The vibrant gold of Lyra’s legacy was being replaced by a flat, matte gray.

“Grandpa David, happy birthday! I wish you a long life full of health and happiness!” Jared bowed, holding up some golden, glittery accessory before the receptionist’s voice resonated inside the hall. “The North-Griffin Inc. vice GM and young heir of the Griffins, Jared Griffin, brought a 10-kilo golden sculpture of a winged Victoria!”

She glanced to the side; Gladia followed Lia’s gaze with a frown. “What is it this time?” Gladia jeered. Light and airy footsteps echoed in the distance, as if whoever owned those feet were walking on air, and then golden light began to shine from Gladia’s chest. It was the pendant — the gold sparkling against Gladia’s white shirt. “What—what is this?!” Gladia’s hiss rose to a shriek, clawing at the pendant as though it had turned molten, burning her. Her fingers tore at the chain, but it refused to snap. The glow only intensified, crawling across her skin like fireflies turning into flames.

Chapter Four “This is Elaine, Alpha Jacob’s daughter.” He said with a warm smile. I stayed silent but deep down my heart was erupting the flames of sadness. “I am Freya, Alexander’s wife.” She said with a warm smile stretching out her hand for a handshake. I didn’t need the goddess help to know that she was sounding the alarm that he belongs to her. I forced a smile but I had no time to accept the handshake, her hands were suspended in the air. This may seem so rude, but at this point I didn’t care.

"If you hadn't arranged my faked death and escape, I would have..." "Rise," he helped me up. "Your mother died trying to find you. You are my only granddaughter, the last heir of the Moonlight bloodline. I would never allow you to die at the hands of those fools." "You saw what happened in North America?" "I did," a flicker of satisfaction crossed Aldric's eyes. "That Kael boy finally did one thing right, even if it was too late." "It's time for you to reclaim your true power," he said seriously. "Three years of Silver Dust suppression have done great harm to your wolf. If we wait any longer, even our ancient rituals won't be able to fully heal you."

It began with light. In a small village near the Thorned Hollow, a woman gathering water noticed her well had begun to glow. Not the water the stone at its base. Glyphs, long eroded, emerged through moss like fire beneath skin. They moved. Spiraled. And then, they spoke not with sound, but sensation. Rise. She fell back, breath stolen, and whispered the name her grandmother had only ever uttered once, in warning: “Liraeth...” The Delegates were the first to break formation.

A strikingly handsome man walked in; he was none other than the Golden Celestial Wolf himself. Dad's jaw dropped in shock, while Chloe was equally stunned. She looked as though she had been utterly spellbound by his presence. I suddenly felt an inexplicable unease stirring within me, so I stepped forward, placing myself squarely before the man. Chloe finally snapped out of her daze and asked, "Where did this man come from, Grace?" I watched as the man walked past Chloe and went straight to Dad, saying politely, "I hope you'll forgive me for coming to pay my respects only now, dear future father-in-law. I, Luca Golding, am here to offer my respects as your future son-in-law."