Legends About Gold Novels & Stories

Liev got curious when he saw the troubled look on Julie's face. Julie rolled her eyes at Liev and lowered her voice to tell him what the gold object was, "It's the King Defeating Golden Mace!" These words alone were enough to shock Liev thoroughly. He asked with uncertainty about the object, "That's the legendary King Defeating Golden Mace that represents unlimited power in Bactria?" Liev had only heard of it before and had never seen it with his own eyes. "That's the very item." Liev could not help glancing several times at it when he received confirmation. He made an effort to remember what it looked like.

Sasha said, her voice dropping like she was sharing a dark secret. "The Golden Wolf?" I gasped. The name sent shivers down my spine. The Golden Wolf wasn’t just some random story. It was part of an ancient legend. In that legend, the Golden Wolf was this incredibly powerful beast, stronger than anything else on earth, invincible. But one day, it got bitten by a bat, and from then on, it became violent and bloodthirsty. This uncontrollable power was like a curse, spreading chaos and leaving destruction in its wake. The once-peaceful lands were filled with death, and the Golden Wolf itself was tormented by its own uncontrollable strength.

Jenni hands me a roasting stick with a hotdog perched on the end, and I poke it into the flames, with her doing the same from her end of the fire. “What happened to him?” Hayden asks. “Well, he wasn’t the smartest guy. Gordon went around town yelling that he found gold. Some of the men who didn’t find any gold snuck into his house while he was sleeping and stole all of his gold. And to this day, they say that Gordon haunts these woods, angry about his stolen gold.” “Did Jenni’s family steal the gold?” Hayden whispers to me. I shake my head. “No, it turns out it was his brother. Jenni’s ancestors found their gold fair and square.”

I immediately snatched it from her. "It looks like gold." She murmured and I immediately pushed it into my pockets. "Gold? Are you kidding me? Why would I have Gold? It was given to my mother by my grandmother and my mother gave it to me to use for a day when I was upset about something." I lied to her, and her lips parted slightly.

“What kind of artifact?” Another pause. The man looked like he was debating whether to spill the bins. Finally, he said, “A gold medallion. Supposed to have… well, magical properties. It belonged to an ancient royal dynasty. Yellen thought it held the key to unlocking secrets about the civilization he was studying.” Leila nodded, playing along. “The official version, huh? And where is someone supposed to look for a thing like that?” The man shook his head, his lips curling into a thin, humorless smile. “That’s the thing. No one knows. It’s one of those lost treasures, the kind people kill for.”

The hall was full of gold. Sera had never understood dragons’ obsession with it. Not until now. It wasn’t just wealth—it was memory, dominance, permanence. Gold didn’t decay. It didn’t rot like silk or crumble like parchment. It endured. And dragons, for all their fire and fury, were creatures of legacy. They hoarded what lasted. Still, it unnerved her. So much gleam. So much excess. A kingdom’s ransom glittered from every surface, yet she sat there wondering if she even belonged at the table.

"Hotter than wood. Longer than wood. It’s called Coal. The Empire doesn't use it because they have forests. You don't. Mine the coal, and your people will never freeze again." She moved her finger to the base of the mountain. "And here. Three hundred feet below the old iron mine." She looked at Cyprian. "Gold." The room erupted in laughter. "Gold?" Kaelen howled. "In the North? Girl, we’ve mined these hills for centuries. There is only iron and dirt." "There is a vein of gold so thick it will make the Emperor’s treasury look like a beggar’s cup," Vespera said. Her voice was absolute steel.

But no one knows where that plain surface was. In fact many did not believe that the secret gold vault existed. It was hard to fathom nine billion in gold bars , stacked up so high, its said that it was nearly grazing the ceilings. No one believed it existed. Even Laura had not propagated the news. Perhaps she believed that one day, a member of that family would return and he would want his gold. She kept the gold hidden and made sure that there was no informatiom that leaked concerning it or its location. It was said that the story about the gold vault had only been made available to the public from the little bedtime stories that she had shared with her grandkids.

“What if they are all the same? What if the water is where they came from and what if they went home as soon as I dropped them off. I mean think about it, where would such a creature live on land?” This got everyone thinking. “Austin, do you know where Zane is from, how did you meet him and where does he get so much gold? I mean, even people from the olden days used gold and silver coins to buy goods but Zane uses pure gold. One of the purest I have ever seen. The type that was there in World War one. Where did he get that from?” Austin told them the story of how he first met Zane and that raised even more questions. “Look guys, I like the money and I know with it. I am set but I can’t help