Golden Lion Novels & Stories

He shouts before unleashing his strongest attack while Young Master Li is still stuck in his iron grip that grabs at his stomach. Sacred Flame Devourer Lion!! this is the king of the beast since the primordial era. It has many features similar to the golden Lion but Its bloodline is purer and stronger than Golden Lion, and it ate any source of sacred flame as their staple food source. Phoenix is the creature that a lot of cultivators revered but, This Sacred Flame Devourer Lion is their natural predator even the Golden Dragon or Sky Emperor Dragon that breath out sacred flame needs to avoid this beast hunting ground. [Shit! Shit

Liu Zhixuan added with a smile, "Grandpa, open the gift from Lin Yang." "Yes, Mr. Nagel, open it. We want to see," said a guest. George opened the gift box. Immediately, a shiny golden turtle as big as a palm was displayed inside the box. "Wow!" Everyone was surprised. "A golden turtle that big! At least five or six kilograms!" "This is a symbol of good luck, career, and for Grandpa's granddaughters to find good partners. Turtles are also a symbol of longevity. I hope Grandpa lives a long life," said Lin Yang.

She trailed off, frustrated. Fallon tried to contain his temper, knowing it was born of worry. “Blue gems are very, very common in our sword hilts. I could find you a dozen of them in as many minutes. Now if you’d said a red stone, I could have done something with that.” She grunted and chose not to comment. Chewing on the inside of his cheek to contain the scalding rebuke he longed to deliver, he took her hand instead and awkwardly stroked it. “I chose the men who guard you very carefully.”

"He was a pirate. When he died, he left everything to me. Three years ago, my nephew came of age, i was going to give it to him. We ended up splitting everything halfway. He's the only one who knew outside the crew." When she walked away from him, he noticed the birthmark peeking out from under her blouse. Looking at that plus her white hair, he understood why Kevin named his ship The White Wolf.He found himself evious of Kevin, for even a short while, he had her love. Even though it was almost three weeks that they had been stranded, he found himself hoping it would be longer.

Enthusiasm and courage are the words Nolan uses to describe Windy. Nolan smiled and nodded, "Then I'll hunt in the northeast." The two split up and ran in the chosen direction. But they never expected Ezra's enemies to have entered the forest long ago. The leader of the assassin group is a Wolf with a pretty special fur. It has a reddish brown coat that is different from the rest of the species. Next to it was a wolf with jet-black fur similar to Ezra. But if you look closely, you will see the difference between the two.

she said smoothly. The whip gleamed black with a faint red shimmer. It was clearly crafted from a rare and precious material. Selena's unexpected praise worked like a charm. The fire in Lilia's eyes cooled noticeably. She stroked the whip proudly. "It's made from the hide of an Inferno Lion. That beast is fierce beyond measure. Our bravest warriors in Dawnmere hunted it for three days and nights before finally bringing it down." Selena smiled warmly. "To be gifted such a prize, you must be greatly favored in Dawnmere. I imagine the other princesses do not have the same."

He raised his gaze, eyes burning with fury “How could I hold back when I saw the hand that dared to strike my Lord? How could I hold back when I saw the hand that was etched in the blood of my brother before my eyes?” “How can you be sure that it was him?” Cornelius asked, still not convinced. He knew for a fact that having a tattoo was ingrained in the east kingdom culture, especially for soldiers who have sworn loyalty. “No one has the yin-yang dragon with a pearl lodged in its mouth,” Leal’s eyes narrowed with fierce confidence “The pearl is not tattooed, it is lodged in his hand.And it is the one of the six famed heavenly night pearl.” “Dragon is a symbol of imperial power in the East.”

Instead, their metal doors were stamped with a bright, shining symbol made of solid silver: a howling wolf head surrounded by three sharp silver swords. It was the Silver Crest. This was the official, terrifying emblem of the global Lycan Council. The vehicles stopped in a perfect line in front of the main building. The doors opened, and six elite Council executioners stepped out into the freezing wind. They wore heavy black leather coats with silver buttons, and their faces were completely covered by dark iron masks. They moved with a synchronized, chilling speed, their boots making heavy, rhythmic thuds against the white snow. Behind them walked a tall, older wolf with long white hair and

I gasped, spinning around as a cold dread settled in my stomach. ​Leo and Liam were standing perfectly still in front of a massive, black-glass pillar at the center of the hall. Unlike the others, this one didn't show a warrior. It showed a Double-Helix made of pure Gold and Silver light, twisting in a slow, agonizing dance that looked less like life and more like a struggle.

Marcus grabs my waist and pushes me behind him, “Your highness.” He did a bow-like gesture. “What are you doing?” Marcus opens his mouth to say something but doesn’t. “ And do not even think about lying. Your job was to stay hidden and to keep your eyes on her.” The purple eyes slowly faded to gold and Marcus sighed.