Golden Rinnegan Novels & Stories

Connor had instructed Jordan Reed to lay out a spread of ceremonial silks for my choosing. Among the vibrant textiles, he had hand-picked a gown of spun gold, form-fitting and etched with intricate ink-black swirls that mimicked the ancient calligraphy of the Eastern packs. He was radiant when he saw me emerge in it—unique and lethal, a classic elegance that only a High Luna could carry.

-- Alicia's golden eyes meet another pair of big round yellow eyes. "Hi! I'm Rin." he said and slightly tilted his head to see the people lying on the ground. Nero looks at the spirit guardian that appears in front of him. The cat is color white and has yellowish eyes. It smiles at them making him feel at ease. "Hmm, You must be Alicia." He said again then smiled widely. "Hi. I'm Alicia Forbe." she said in a small voice. "I'm Nero." he said in a plain voice.

Straight up the man of my dreams. “Who are you?” I asked, finding my tongue. He snickered, then was suddenly in my face. “Your hero,” he said, minty breath blowing on my face. “Uh… I guess,” I said, distancing myself from him. What was he doing in the forest, naked of all things! “I meant to ask your name.” “Rigel,” he replied. “Rigel Johnson, Head Gamma of the Red Claw Pack and your knight without an armor, Luna.”

“But I hear she is wolfless. How then can your wolf be drawn to hers?” I met his gaze steadily, refusing to waver. “I’m led to believe her situation is temporary,” I replied. “She is a Golden Luna, after all. The lateness of her wolf—it’s merely an eccentricity. One I hope to rectify and utilize for our benefit. As my pack seeks to rise again, I hope we can continue to count Pack Darthrow as our firm allies.”

“I have Angel, but I do agree with my dad.” “Is that right?” Angel’s voice grew softer, sexier even and both men seemed taken back. “Beauty should be seen, but not heard, is that what you mean?” At their nod, she slowly smiled and Damian watched in fascination at her. She leaned closer to Jordan, the look of seduction in her eyes and moved her lips to his ear, going into grave detail about the last man that had told her that; how he ended up missing seven fingers, three toes, a tongue along with a dick, and all thanks to her. And as she pulled back, she was still smiling as sweetly as ever, the man before her paled. Angel was no fool; she knew she needed Jordan’s allegiance, not his dad

The brief fight paved the way for some Ayruzians to gossip about Akshara and Dev, who stood behind Akshara. “Why our crown prince is defending that barmaid?” “Maybe she is his possession” “When they tested her virginity, they found the trace of golden blood in her.” “What’s that mean?” “Only two dragons have golden blood in the entire cosmos. One is his father, other is him. As you know about his father, it’s our crown prince’s golden blood. He has imprinted on her, probably.” “What?” “Can’t you see the human is marked as possession of our crown prince?”

"Bring me her alive!" The woman submerged in the wine inside the tub, emerged again from between the sovereign's legs, trying to suck in a breath of air. "Help me imbeciles!" yelled Guildor at his acolytes rising from the tub. His voluminous body dripped huge amounts of water. He leaned with his right hand on his black staff made of ebony with a silver hilt in the shape of a knob. A medallion embedded with a black opal in the shape of a half moon hung from his neck. He had snatched both from his father long ago.

'Find the golden dragon, find the seven power stones and forge a weapon that can destroy the demon god. The golden dragon is the only one who can stand up to the demon god but he is not powerful enough. He needs your help, you The legendary mage, his soul mate, and he needs this weapon to fulfill his destiny and save us all.' .................................................... Astoria World 2-01 Cassy, after this weird message, woke up and she was suffocating and drowning... Drowning?

,Salvatore spat,his voice hoarse. A ghost smile appeared on Don Silver’s lips as he caught his tone. The battle of wealth and power were evident. “A symbol of unity between our families.My grandson,Kian searches for a bride.An intelligent and beautiful woman of impeccable lineage.Your daughter Anya has proven to be all of these.” Salvatore’s head shot up at the mention of Anya’s name,with his face contorting into a struggle. The gleam of avarice was now replaced with a wildfire of desperation.

He says, studying me for a long before nodding. I glance around the room, feigning paranoia. “Not here. There are too many ears. But I can tell you this: the golden wolf is Moonstone's Luna. She’s powerful, we will find a way to lure her out to the border outside the veil. All you have to do is be ready to act.” The man’s lips curl into a predatory grin. “What is in it for you?” I lean back, my expression stern. “All I care about is taking down the golden wolf. I have a grudge for the Moonstone pack…Let’s just keep in touch.”