Golden Saint Oblivion Novels & Stories

However, one of them had been in the Fellowes family’s merchant ship for so long and had yet to bring anyone out. Logically speaking, Alba should not have the ability to resist. Just when Cornelius was about to call the other beginner Sovereign Ranker to go in to check the situation, a sudden shrill scream could be heard from the Fellowes family’s merchant ship, making Cornelius and the others shudder. They could naturally hear whose scream that was. Immediately afterward, before they could react, a huge golden phantom slowly rose with the Fellowes family’s merchant ship as the center. Someone was casting the Eternal Golden Body.

I ignored him again and took another bite of the awful thing. "You deceived Ga--" "He knew and unlike the lot of you, he loved me still and shielded me. He saw me precious and not a monster." I snapped but it sure didn't come out that way with my mouth full. "I find that hard to believe." "I am a fucking peasant, Dameon." I cursed. I never curse. I bit my lip but continued anyway. "You saw the.... Obfuscators. They were made of gold. Pure gold. Before I got here, I didn't even have enough to buy a pair of slippers for myself. How on earth could I have gotten them? Plus, if you take a fucking look at them, you'll see that Gawain had his initials imprinted on them. Get off my back Dameon. You'

Why did the Halcyon Road disappear? James could not answer Thea’s questions. He looked at her, rubbed her head, and said smilingly, “Don’t worry. Everything will be fine.” Thea felt relieved by James’ comforting words. … In the Halcyon Road, there was a world with a massive spiritual mountain. On its apex was a grand mansion, whereas at the foot of the mountain was a stone table with an engraved word—Theognostos. Inside Theognostos’ main hall, a man knelt on the ground and reported, “I’m sorry, my lord. When trying to capture Thea, we were blocked by a man who could cast the Obsidian Body.

After over a hundred and fifty-six years, what could my father possibly have to say to me? I tore it open and read quickly. Alessandro, war is imminent. The Alpha King has questions and is looking for his mate—Natalia. I turned the letter over, expecting more. But that was it. Natalia. “Was this it?” I asked, the weight of the letter settling heavily in my chest. Dylan nodded. “So the Alpha King is looking for his mate. Any idea who?” he asked. I sighed, running a hand through my hair. “His mate went off the radar twenty-one years ago. I guess he’s still looking for her. Natalia is her name, but she could be going by something else.”

Leonardo clicks his tongue and mutters under his breath, “Can’t believe I lost to this. How embarrassing.” “The man in orange is bad, Goldie. You need to punish him, or else,” The voice from the speaker says in a reprimanding manner, almost like scolding a child. Goldie groans. He staggers as he tries to stand up straight. Leonardo watches him with his guard up, steadily walking backwards. He wasn’t sure what they were planning with Goldie, but it does not look appealing.

She rolled over onto her back, her dark eyes widening as she looked up through the dense treeline. The Gilded Fortress was gone. The massive, multi-million-dollar Bedford estate was a towering inferno of orange flames and black smoke, the dark stone structures collapsing into a massive crater of burning rubble. Everything Dominic had used to cage her, everything she had fought against for weeks, had been completely erased from the face of the earth in a single, calculated stroke of treachery. "Vivian..." A low, ruined groan drifted from the dark shadows beside a massive pine tree.

The man froze. His face was hidden in shadow, so I could not make out his expression. However, I could see that his bright eyes were staring straight at me, as if trying to study my face. Theodore Jensen knew his reputation preceded him. Violent, ruthless, unpredictable, a man who slaughtered without batting an eye... Naturally, all of it was true. As for the last person who had seen him handle something personally, he had already been sent to the Southern Isles. Whether he was still alive was another question, but he was definitely missing a few organs.

John shouted, dropping to his knees beside her. I screamed and rushed forward. Mia cried out. Chaos erupted as security swarmed the area. The unknown sniper had struck during the most vulnerable moment of all. Sarah looked up at us with fading eyes. “Find them,” she whispered. “Before they take everything.” Then her eyes closed. The ghost mother had returned only to be silenced once more. And the final secret she carried died with her. Or so it seemed.

The man standing in front of me was frail. His height made him stoop. The moonlight captured his sunken eyes just right. He held a tome so thick I feared he would fall over. Despite its size it was a beautiful book. The outside was shiny black. Jewels dotted the front. The back was imbued with bright gold filigree. The man stood on an altar made of the same stuff. It was shiny black. It almost looked like water. I wanted so badly to reach out and touch it but I stopped myself. Something about this felt like a test. I don’t know why I got that impression but I dug my toes into the earth and clasped my hands behind my back.

Brother, Kane Olympus. Kane Olympus and Crane Olympus. Identical twins. Both members of the Guccini Gang. Stayed at my home in Lebanon, while they made a pickup of a certain quantity of raw gold from Prince Eshofune Jara of Esan Kingdom. Kane Olympus attempted to double cross him, and the Prince found out and punished Kane instead...' "As you can see in that file, Kane Olympus betrayed the deal." Amir's voice cut through my thoughts as I continued reading. My eyes bored into the pages. My vision burned red.