Bleach Diamond Dust Novels & Stories

She sat down next to Trisha. “And?” “There was purple dust in it. But...” She cast a quick glance at Trisha. “This is not just any ordinary purple dust. It turned out to be Monkshood.” “Monkshood? "What exactly is that?” Selena sighed as she looked at Trisha. Selena did not want Dalett to overhear their conversation because Estry had not yet returned. As soon as Trisha realized what the look meant, she turned to face Dalett. “Dalett, I need your help.”

to me. A salty breeze drifted in through the half-open window, carrying the scent of the sea. In this unfamiliar city, the past slowly blurred, fading into the distance. It turns out, even the deepest love and the fiercest hatred will eventually be worn down by time into nothing but a sigh. But some sighs come far too late. Outside the window, snowflakes fell in silence, like shattered stardust scattered by fate, lighting the road that led me to my new life. The End

The liquid inside glows faintly under the single flickering bulb above us. “Know what this is?” I ask, walking toward him. He doesn’t answer. “It’s called Hell Dust.” I pop the lid open. “Special recipe from the military. Enhances pain receptors without hitting any major nerves or bleeding you out. You’ll stay conscious the whole time. Every touch will feel like fire. Just enough to make you scream without letting you die.” His eyes widen even more. The scent of piss hitting my nose. “If you were such a pussy, you shouldn't have fucked with us!” I growl.

Before he could stop me, I pressed the knife to the center of the rune, but the metal didn’t even touch my skin. Three inches from my skin, it dissolved instantly, like it had never even existed as a whole a few seconds ago. It just turned into silver dust that floated down like sand. Kiyan choked on air. His eyes bugged out so dramatically I thought they might fall out of his skull. Then he stumbled backward and crashed into the wall behind him. “What—Aklan—WHAT—” He pointed at the fading dust on the floor. “WHAT WAS THAT?” “I don’t know,” I said honestly. “And I’m scared.”

"Always so dramatic, Jade. You have the arrogance of your mother and the stubbornness of a girl who doesn't realize she's lost. Did you bring the neural-erase formula?" "I brought the only thing that matters," Jade said, opening the case to reveal the violet vial. It pulsed with a soft, ethereal light, looking more like a jewel than a liquid. "The stabilized version. My mother's blood, my own blood, and the final sequence. It’s the key to the 'Clean Slate' project. But it's delicate. If you detonate those explosives, the shockwave will render the biological protein useless. You’ll be left with nothing but rubble and a dead son-in-law."

she commanded. ​The pipes shattered. Scalding steam blasted into the corridor, mixing with the salt crystals to create a high-conductivity mist. ​"Kael, the Blade!" ​Kael lunged. He didn't strike the Apostles. He drove the Hush-Blade into the floor, right into the center of the mist. ​The Blade didn't glow gold this time. It turned a brilliant, electric white. The "Scream" of the Tuning Forks was instantly neutralized, the energy grounded through the salt-mist and the Blade’s obsidian core.

The corrupted relic began to screech, a high pitched, horrible noise that sounded like metal grinding against glass. The dark purple veins on the rock tried to fight back, but my white light was too pure, too strong, and entirely unstoppable. With a deafening boom, the white light slammed right into the center of the relic. The black stone shattered completely. It did not just break into pieces. It exploded into a million tiny grains of harmless black dust, dissolving into the freezing air like soot. The greasy, heavy pressure that had been choking the stadium vanished in a single heartbeat. The air became clean, crisp, and fresh again.

I half expected her to withdraw a weapon of some kind, a knife, a silver dagger, or a whip. Instead, she held out her hand, and all I could see was some coloured dust. I'd never seen it before. It was a pale beige, but the colour almost shimmered beneath the lighting. It had no discernible scent. "You think I'm afraid of some dust," I snorted, "now you're really growing desperate." "Not dust," she corrected me softly, her smile growing, "Aconite Precipitate. Do you know what it does?" she asked sweetly.

"Celine, I need your hands. Now!" I didn't have time for a slow detox. The infection was moving through their lymphatic systems, heading straight for the "seeds" of their power. I reached into the bottom of my kit and pulled out three obsidian needles, tipped with Glacier-Silver—a substance so volatile it could freeze blood solid if used incorrectly.

And then leaned her forehead against mine. “Elijah. I can’t believe you did this.” She whispered. I held out the ring .. slipping it on her finger even though she didn’t say yes. I was right. It was perfect. The diamond .. the man who made the ring had told me .. is called ‘fancy’. It’s a very light blue color. But exactly what I wanted. It was a large, half moon shape. Next to it .. a shield shaped opal. And around the two stones were small diamonds placed to mimic a snowflake. The band was white gold.