Black Kyber Crystal Lightsaber Novels & Stories

The obsidian pedestal hummed, a low thrumming vibration that resonated deep within Lyra’s bones. The crystalline orb, nestled within its cradle, pulsed with a light that seemed to shift and breathe, its colors swirling like a cosmic nebula. It throbbed with an ancient power, a raw, untamed energy that felt both exhilarating and terrifying. Ronan stood beside her, his face pale but resolute, his hand resting lightly on the hilt of his sword. He was prepared for anything, yet a palpable tension filled the air, a silence broken only by the rhythmic pulse of the orb.

"There he is, number seven, that's Ryker's bike!" Kyra looked down at the track and found Ryker immediately, his black and silver bike gleaming under the arena lights. Even from this distance she could feel him, could sense the moment his attention shifted to the stands and found her. He raised one hand in acknowledgment and Kade went wild, waving back with both arms. "He saw us, Mom, he saw us!" Kade shouted over the crowd noise.

“Planning what exactly?” Kyler crouched, unzipping the bag slowly, like he wanted me to savour the moment. I could see a dark rainbow of leather, silk, and steel — cuffs, straps, ropes, a soft black blindfold, and a gleaming metal hook I didn’t recognize. He lifted one at a time like a magician showing his props: a pair of cuffs lined with red fur; a braided leather leash; a thin wand with a rounded tip that buzzed faintly when he flicked it on.

asked Iris showing Kiara a box with glitters . " Iris , aren't these the same ? " said Kiara trying to see the difference between the glitters . " No ! They are different . These are grey gliters , these are silver glitters , these are white gold glitters and these are shiny silver glitters . " said Iris . ' These look all the same . They are all grey . ' thought Kiara confused trying to differ the glitter as Iris explained it to her . " Kiara , do you like these crystals ? Dark starry night or dark blue night ? " said Emily showing her two dark blue crystals that looked the same .

Nathan then instantly flipped over the air and stands at Zitrey’s side. Slayer smirked from the unexpected hit he receives. He tardily holds his long blade katana while tapping it on his shoulder. The dull part was colored in black while the sharp one was in shiny silver, and in between, they were a dark purple in a zigzag pattern. The weapon was scary enough to make goosebumps, it seems possessed by the shadow of death. Slayer then uttered while staring intently to Nathan, “I will play with you lad. You seem fun.” he then looked at his remaining troupe, “There are still few people upstairs, so babies, kill the rest~”

He didn't even flinch or experienced a recoil as well. "Leon, did you see that?" Leon didn't even bother to answer my question. He just ignored me as he concentrated on the situation. "I think I have an idea what just happened, though it's just a theory, it's reasonable," Leon said out of nowhere. "What is it?" "Hmm, the lightborn that Vander picked is from Regetta, one of the strongest charlander we put in the training." "So?" "Lightborn are swords that are designed to detect the necros of its owner. Is there any reborn before who has no necro like Vander?"

said Crimson to Violet. "I took it to the precinct." They turned to find that the woman was no longer on the ground. "Crimson, look out!" Violet cried before shoving him to the side and Crimson watched while his female counterpart got blasted by a bolt of lightning that was intended for him. Her body suddenly burst into a wave of purple light. "Violet, no!" Crimson dashed to where she had been standing but there was nothing there except for the purple haze that still glowed from the aftermath of the blast.

“Why do you need to protect me?” “Your uncle wants you dead. He later found out he took the wrong twin. You’re the rightful heir to the throne. You are the heir of the light “Heir of the what?” I started laughing so hard. I’m seriously buying into this? I just can’t believe everything she’s telling me. Like what? Like I’m a king or something.

I laced it with pink light, tying to stich the tissue you back together. I turned to Isabell. She shrieked with rage as she soared at me. Her darkness melted into a sword. The dark blade grew huge. It seemed to suck in the light as I stared at it. It looked familiar. Memories flooded my brain. This was the sword Kira had liberated. This was the Night Sword. And now Isabell had it.

The Kade boys all shared the same dark hair and olive skin tone from their mother, but Johnny was the only one to inherit his father's silver orbs. "You look like shit." Johnny announced as he collapsed into a chair unceremoniously. "Are you ever going to sleep?" "I'll sleep when I'm dead." Lucas grumbled, finding a few shreds of his sense of humour under his exhaustion. "You're also looking at the interim Alpha of this pack." Johnny's eyebrows shot up to his hairline before he burst out laughing. "You poor bastard." "I wouldn't laugh if I were you." Lucas smirked. "You're my interim Beta."