The Golden Doves: A Novel Novels & Stories

Cerridwen did the only thing she could and made her human shift ignoring her cry of agony as her bones cracked and reformed her into her Wolf, and Cerridwen did not hesitate, she knew that Melody's cry of pain had alerted the males. When the two huge males trotted into the cave and were met by a snarling Golden Wolf standing tall her stunning fur glittering in the late evening sunshine. They stopped taken aback by her beauty, ‘Fuck me brother, she’s one of those extremely rare Golden's, I've only every heard of them I have never seen one.’

He smirks. Dove? Am I a fucking bird? Well, doves are symbols of love, peace, and messengers. I learned that in private school. Before anything else happens, I straighten my back. "I'm going to put these away before your brother sees them." I grab the bags and walk away with ease. Walking down the halls and hid them in the closet with me in it to calm my rapidly beating heart.

He halted at the house, observed it for a moment and continued down to the large, white building. “What's so important about that building?” “The gold river, they call it.” “Why?” “If the stories are true, gold was discovered here at the bottom of the river.” “That's why, they call it a golden river.” “The building was painted in a golden color.” The drummer returned. She looked at them with a puzzled look. “I thought, that you have left,” she said after a break. “No,” Aster replied. “I found a great spot.” “Where?” “Near the willows.”

He asks, “While you think of something to choose, I’m gonna get something. Stay here.” Goldie watches Darryl walk away from him. He stands still for a moment, before looking at the books that surrounded him. He notices a book that is not much bigger than his hand. The cover is simple, with nothing but the illustration of red circles within a circle at the bottom half, and the name “Dante” written on the top half. He picks it up and inspects it, trying to read other words on the back of the book. He was able to process some of the words, but could not understand the whole paragraph.

She disintegrated the spell which made Eve spring up from laying down. “That floor is so cold!” She immediately whined. I chuckled. Eve stuck her hand out on Doreen. “I’m Evergreen, call me Eve.” They shook hands and Doreen introduced herself. Not long after, we ascended the stairs and saw the rest at the van. They introduced themselves as well and we proceeded to drive away from the Church. I took a glimpse at Doreen beside me and saw her looking back at the now disappearing church behind us. I can’t read her mind now because she’s in a stable state and have her guards up but I’m sure she’s still mourning for her coven.

But my real focus wasn’t my reflection. My focus was on the project. The clients. And the determination not to let Damien Hayes think I am not capable. I wore my old black heels. They pinched slightly, but they made me feel taller. _____________________________________________ At the Grand Arc Hotel, my nerves were like many little sparks tickling my skin. Golden light filtered down through the chandeliers. The chandeliers had a shape similar to an upside down crystal fountain. Light reflected off the marble floor. The floor was polished. Shadows of moving people became moving shadows.

"I meant what I said on the phone. Since you don't treat me like your husband, we'll just get divorced. We're filing tomorrow. Here's the divorce agreement. Considering your whole family is gone, I'll keep the house, but I'll give you 1.5 million dollars. After that, we're strangers." I read the contract and signed it without hesitation. Daniel's eyes lit up with excitement. He had been waiting so long for me to sign this so he could be with Chloe. It was no wonder he was thrilled. He didn't even bother to hide it. He was smiling like he couldn't be happier. I pushed the urns toward him. He asked, "Why are you giving me your family's ashes? That's bad luck!" Even now, he had no clue those we

He underestimated me. “I have information that will interest you boss.” He quickly said. He must’ve noticed my hand lingering on the gun beside me. “What makes you think I want to listen to you?” I raised my eyebrow. “Everyone in the underground is talking about it. A book.” He takes a deep breath, “There’s a book that has all the secrets of all the gangs in the city. Even that of El Alma.” The mere mention of the top mafia group in Chicago grabs my attention. Even though it was mostly non-existent and hidden, El Alma remained the biggest mafia group to ever exist. It’s been around since my father was still a boy.

It knew its effect and deployed it. November stripped the performance back. The trees were bare, the garden put to bed, the topiary spheres standing in their row against the grey sky with the slightly mournful air of very well-dressed guests at a party that had ended hours ago. The house itself was warm and lit and smelled of whatever the kitchen had been doing since morning, and Eleanor, walking through the front door with Daniel beside her, felt the specific vertigo of seeing a place you grew up in through eyes that are not entirely your own.