Golden Snidget Novels & Stories

Then another voice spoke, softer, from behind the line of hunters. “Enough.” The elves shifted as a woman stepped forward. She was tall, her silver hair bound in intricate braids, her robes shimmering like woven starlight. Her presence was commanding, yet not cold. Her gaze fell on Kaelen, and something in her expression—sorrow, perhaps, or regret—made him shiver. “Lower your bows,” she ordered. The hunters obeyed, though reluctantly. The golden-haired elf frowned. “Lady Serenya—” She silenced him with a raised hand. “I will hear them first. If the boy is truly what I fear, we cannot let blind hatred decide his fate.”

The mystical vibration of the necklace felt absurd, yet it called to something primal deep within his marrow. As he examined the details with the focus of a hawk, he discovered a hidden latch. Attached to the bone-chain was a miniature charm: a swallow. And nestled against the swallow was a single grain of rice. Nathan’s eagle eyes suddenly narrowed, his scent flaring with a sharp, metallic jealousy. He snarled and hurled the necklace onto the floor. "Theo... and Isabella?" The swallow (Yan) and the rice (Mi). It was a mating token.

she said and leaned towards Iktanne's ear and whispered, "... we've heard a few days ago in the library from the proctors that the Giants were collecting gold and souls from the normals. They said that there was an insignia left on the shores of the north... which might cause a great trouble because it links back here in the Academy and the Empire." Iktanne's face was wild with shock. "What insignia was it?," she whispered back. "Well, we don't know for the bell started ringing for our next class so we weren't able to get what they were saying." The blond guy, Anthony, stood up from the other end of the couch and interrupted them, saying he'll be away to get some food. He looked at Iktanne's

My shout echoed in the barren space. Rain held a finger to her lips and shushed me. “Don’t wake the others.” I hadn’t realized until then that there were several other nests like the one I had sprung out of. Each nest had two or three sets of breaths coming from them. “You also don’t want to attract the attention of anyone upstairs. Trust me. Apparently, there is some big prophecy that revolves around one of us, or so I gleaned from passing conversations that I listened in on. They say that the Silverwolf is the alpha of all alphas and that if they can mate her and control her, then there would be no one to stop them." She glanced up at the sliver of light from the door, fear sliding across

She removed the last thing in the suitcase which was a sniper gun, as she maneuvered the long weapon towards the window and looked through the scope at a high class restaurant about four hundred metres across the road. There was very light traffic by this time of the day in the city of Atlanta, which made the job easier for her. She stared down the rifle for several seconds as a couple cars passed by, briefly obstructing her view from the restaurant’s entrance. The time was now 1:14pm and she could make out some movement at the glass door which opened as two huge Japanese men in black suits walked out, followed by another of average height behind them.

Soma right away took her into his arms, “I don’t know if I should kiss you or pat your heart right now.” Their heart break for her, they knew the reason because her scent were stronger after Sky reached a certain age. But the way her grandparents kept her in the dark of a vast world outside of Bluedawn territory. “They kept you inside the golden cage, a beautiful songbird, Skylark.” Payne was mentioning a bird with the same name as her, the Eurasian Skylark, a Passerine bird in the lark family. “Your fate is just like a bird, trapped inside a golden cage.” He approached her seat and put his hand on her chin. “Such a small and fragile bird, trapped in a beautiful cage by her own family.”

I was ready. I had spent months training for this moment and I was ready. The annual Grand Hunt had finally come for this year. Until now, I couldn’t be a part of the festivities because I was too young. The age for eligibility to participate was 24. This year, it was finally my year. I’d been training since before I even qualified. I would do it; I would win. For my family. I had to. I would restore my family name if it was the last thing I’d do.

Dad shakes his head. “What about silver dragons,” asks dad. “You said to read about the six different types of dragons,” says Owen. “I said there are six different types aside from the silver dragons,” dad says with an annoyed look on his face. “I guess I will have to cover that part for you. Listen up cause I’m only going to go over this once. Silver dragons are silver in color however, when the light shines on them they tend to shimmer a pastel rainbow color which makes them look exceptionally beautiful. They can control all the elements and they are the only dragons that are able to transform into humans and have the ability to teleport. This is due to the original silver dragon’s mother

Miss Daisy had asked the class to paint what we thought our wolf would look like, most of the class had already shifted so had to call on memories of before seeing their wolf which resulted in a lot of arguments but for me it was easy, I thought they’d be a soft grey or creme colored; probably with my purple eyes. Painting made the next hour pass by quickly and in the end my painting of a wolf in the woods was done, wolf looked back at me, grey tipped ears and muzzle the rest was creme colored, their eyes were the same violet purple as my own; I wondered if I was even close to how it would actually look. Sighing I left my painting on the easel to dry as I gathered my stuff, I had about a hou

This and three other topazes held by three other lords that formed the four clans of The Brotherhood of the Oracle, had the peculiarity of allowing their bearers to communicate by thoughts to each other, and with the Supreme Priest of the Brotherhood, who guarded the Golden Snake that housed the rest of the gems. The power of the Fellowship resided in the gems embedded into that snake-shaped device. A large golden snake rolled on itself stood half-lifted with its head pointing upward. It held with its mouth, a four-pointed golden star by one of its spikes. Between each spike, there were four receptacles to fit the four topazes.