And The Cracks Begin To Show Novels & Stories

I sure hope so… “Show that threshold who is boss baby!” Conor added enthusiastically. I chuckled under my breath at him. After a few minutes, I nodded to myself as I shakily got to my feet. I staggered backwards and fell back looking up towards the sky. Maybe I should have eaten breakfast… I sat up holding my jewel. What’s that? There was a large crack running through the length of the stone. I cracked it… Well, that’s nerve wracking… I’ve never cracked my jewel before. I wonder what that will mean for me?

And while I had no intention of letting my guard down, I couldn’t deny the small cracks forming in his armor. What I didn’t know was whether those cracks would lead to something real—or to something that would break us both.

Dark energy crackles, lashing out. Get down! Kieran’s voice, useless and frantic, but the instinct is mine. I throw myself sideways. The corrupted earth where I stood explodes. Chunks of blighted soil rain down. The backlash hits the corrupted form. A shriek, unearthly, agonized. The carefully constructed body… fractures . Mossy skin splits, revealing writhing darkness beneath. Glowing veins rupture, spilling sickly light like pus. It stumbles back, clutching at its chest, howling. Not pain. Rage. Betrayal.

That was when I saw it. A fine crack ran through one of the engraved alphabets near the center, it looked like someone had dragged a needle across the ancient iron. My breath caught. I traced it with a fingertip, feeling the jagged edge. At first I convinced myself it must have happened during training, maybe caught on Tristan’s sleeve or pressed too hard against the mat when I hit the ground. Accidents happened when you pushed your body that hard. But the crack felt… different. It didn’t look like random damage, it looked deeper. Like the iron itself was straining under pressure it could no longer hold.

I stumbled back, pressing my hand to the mark that had begun to pulse again. The sound of the crack was soft, almost tender, but it felt like the start of something breaking, inside and out.

Said Crissa. "Don't mistake it by stalking. It's called, smart researching." Ellyza said artfully. "It's a lot of tissue. My cramps are coming out because of this cold." I almost blew out the Avocado Shake I was drinking. "Awful, Ely! You're an awful woman. I'm drinking an Avocado shake." "It's good that I just said, eh. Be glad that I didn’t wipe it on you." I pulled my phone out of my uniform pocket. My eyebrows rose when I saw Wright's name on the screen again.

She heard the cracks inside her chest again. And then, weird images flashed her mind that she had trouble knowing what they were. It took a long time for her to recognize it. She saw a black circle and there were cracks on it. The cracking sound blended with something like that of racing heartbeats. Slowly, the cracks fell off and there were silver light coming out of it as if it was concealed inside that black circle. It was so bright that she could see veins of she didn't even know where they came from.

Just silence. Then she turned back to the board, as if nothing had happened. But the truth was She had already seen the crack. And once a system cracked… It never stayed the same again.

, I repeated, my voice very calm like I had already given up. That moment, the ground close to where I was standing cracked open. The sound made me jump. “No..no”, I whispered as I took a step back. “This can’t happen again”, I added. The crack was getting larger from under like something was forcing itself out from under it. The trees began to shake like they wanted to fall. “No…” I breathed, stepping back slowly as I looked down. “No… not again…” The crack spread slightly, thin lines running through the earth like something was forcing its way through from below.

It was the silence of shock, of processing, of a world waking up from a long, long dream. The first cracks had appeared in the perfect crystal. And through those cracks, a new, real, and imperfect song was beginning to grow.