Bleach Diamond Dust Novels & Stories

There was a swish and a low murmur, a breeze quite cold ruffling her hair, and the next second, her whole body was outlined by a bluish light so blinding that Kleint had to look away. “Once this is over, I’ll be utterly useless, Kleint. This is the last of my energy. I leave my father’s fate up to you.” Kleint had no time to argue because, at the same moment, the diamonds started making their way to Dark’s chest, layer by layer, seemingly trying to protect him from harm. However, once the layers towered up to Z’s palms, the sound of something being squashed echoed, and the diamonds were sucked through the air, penetrating through Z’s hands in a flash of light. Z let out a small gasp, and the

"Those are specks of collected and restored snow in a small magical vial. The flakes only fall during the lunar eclipse. They're rare... and limited. For decades the lunar eclipse and the -rain of snow dust." "The blacks are allergic to snow dust; it's like wolfsbane to werewolves and silver to bloodsuckers. Snow dust is the weakness of dark sorcerers; a single speck of dust can kill one black," Sir Ferns said. He returned its gaze to the number nine.

“Hey, I am just doing what I’m asked. It will get me out here alive.” She takes another puff and blows it in my face making me cough. There is the familiarity in the smell and taste of the little particles of smoke that make their way to my oral cavity, provoking those tiny little sneezes which call for Dustin’s attention. His black eyes sparkle against the now turned-on park lights as they stare into mine, reminding me of fireflies and awakening the tiny little beast I’ve discovered just today because of him. His right shoulder is leaning down a bit as he watches me, wondering what the hell he’ll do with me, what the hell he’ll do with all of us.

Inside a small glass were beautiful cold cakes: soft tiramisu, smooth passion fruit mousse, sweet cheesecake, macarons of all colors, etc. "Hey Eden, I think you arrive at the end of this month?" The guy with surreal handsome blond hair raised an eyebrow. “I run out of quartz powder, and Abyss refused to use anything else. I explain a thousand times that a little jade doesn't kill anyone. But no, he is still nagging and nagging until its poor owner has to get away with it in the rain. A fluffy demon!" Eden Noldorasga brushed off the splashes of water clinging to the outside of his baggy brown bear hoodie as he grumbled.

My heart drowns as several unfamiliar emotions cross his gaze. I love you. I want to scream, but I don’t. I know Levian. Once he has what he wants, he will continue to toy around and not play. “ Good. ” Levian murmurs against my ear before I feel his arm tightening around me. Dustin moves again. This time, he moves with a blurred speed. The windows on my right shatter with a piercing noise. The glass shards spread everywhere. I see them moving in front of my eyes, deflected across the invisible shield around Levian and me. Water follows soon, and the shield drops.

Beneath the unspoken tension, something fragile but real continued to grow. --- The next night, someone slipped into the diamond polishing room. Masked, gloved, and silent. Their movements were quick, deliberate. The diamond cases were opened—and destroyed. A sharp blade carved into the precious stones. Chemical agents were poured to alter their structure. The sparkle faded, leaving nothing but fractured shards and worthless dust. In just thirty minutes, Evelyn’s months of hard work… were gone. --- The next morning, Evelyn stood frozen before the shattered glass display. "No…" she whispered.

"Valkyrie Two and Three, deploy Silvermist protocol. Blanket the target area." The other two drones swooped low over the ocean, their wings angling with impossible grace. They released a fine, shimmering mist from their dispersal pods, a glittering cloud that descended upon the churning water. The "Silvermist" was one of Katherine's more elegant and brutal inventions: an aerosolized silver nitrate compound, molecularly bound to a clinging agent. Harmless to humans, but agonizingly, flesh-meltingly corrosive to most supernatural creatures, especially werewolves and the magically summoned beasts they controlled.

Wendell hurriedly handed over a carving knife, which Damian used to lightly scrape at the spot he'd noticed earlier. The weather-beaten surface of the bronze relic was relatively soft. Soon, a layer of patina had been scraped away. Damian's eyes sharpened again. He knew there was something unusual about the bronze dagger! Embedded in the bronze was a clear gemstone. Using the carving knife, he gently pried it free and held it in his hand. "What's that?" Wendell piped up with a frown, looking quite confused. The gemstone was about the size of a quail egg. It was blue and translucent, the smooth surface glowing under the light.

And set into the metal were small stones. "Diamonds?" Adrian asked. "And sapphires," Liam said. "Blue ones. Deep blue." "Why blue?" "For the dress," Liam said, a ghost of a smile touching his lips. "The 'Reconciliation' dress. The storm cloud she wore the night she won. The night she let me back in." "And this?" Adrian pointed to a thin, jagged line running through the platinum vines. It was shaded in gold. "Gold," Liam said. "Kintsugi."

I wonder if there is anything that can help him. “Take this. I was able to at least make this for you.” Blake held out a black crystal sprinkle with white specks reminiscent of a starry night sky. “It will help ease the need to be by her side. Should give you some clarity. It won’t harm your bond at all, I promise.” “Thank you.” Dane gave him a small smile of appreciation before draping the long chain over his neck, allowing the crystal to dangle off him. He inhaled deeply and as his eyes opened, I saw that beautiful gold swirl with light.