Blessed Bone Shards Novels & Stories

If Damon believes Jerry has it. Levin yells, "He doesn't," but I can tell he's unsure because his eyes dart to me. I hold the shard in my pocket, feeling as though it is alive due to its steady pulse. Levin is relying on a phony bloodstone, a witch's ploy to induce hallucinations in Damon's pack at the ritual site. It should buy time, save Mom, and possibly put an end to this war. However, the actual shard I possess is like a ticking time bomb.

Williams and James found me annoying, and they never thanked me for anything. I was touched, so I hugged him. I was smiling for the first time in a while. It was then that I bumped into Williams and James in the hallway. I had just completed the surgical procedure for my miscarriage. So, Lucas was carefully helping me back to my ward. As we turned the corner, we ran into Williams and James who were supporting Leia. They were chatting and laughing away; this trio looked more like a family. I thought that I would feel incredibly hurt, but to my surprise, I only felt a faint ripple of emotion.

Boulder rumbled, his tawny form tackling a wraith, claws raking, the red glow fading, the vale’s wind howling, the frozen earth trembling, Jasper’s warmth a shield, the shard’s call a challenge, the pack’s legacy a song. Lila’s voice was urgent, her charcoal stick scratching against the parchment, hazel eyes darting between the shard and her scroll, her fingers smudged with ash, the cold making her hands shake, but her resolve firm, the shard’s hum a rhythm she’d break, the icy ground slick, the vale’s wind howling, the red glow of the runes pulsing faster, the frozen river’s cracks reflecting the light, the standing stones’ shadows lengthening, her courage a quiet flame, the shard’s call a

I say, before rereading the prophecy. When the flower of spring Eases the pain of night She will begin to heal He who is broken "Okay, that part makes sense. Although, similar to what GoldMoon told us, the word ‘broken’ isn’t exactly accurate. Dominic isn't broken, he was abused and scarred.” “It’s semantics, Princess, just like with the Blessing of the Ceryneian Hind, or as we now call it, The Gift of the Ceryneian Hind, Dominic is described as broken. Maybe the prophecy used that word because he can’t shift.”

Lysandra, gracefully weaving through the battlefield, whispered into the wind, "We must find the shard's resonance. Let it guide us." As the guardians battled on, Sasha felt a pull, a gentle tug at the core of her being. Holding the timepiece close, its glow began to resonate with a distant, shimmering light. "There!" she exclaimed, pointing towards a confluence of strands, where a radiant shard floated, held in place by the very fabric of the Nexus. Alec, fending off multiple apparitions with deft swordplay, shouted, "We must push through, together! That shard is our key."

Again the sound of barking dogs reaches my ears only louder as if the barking was coming from right above me. “HEEEEEELLLPPPP” I yell out with as much force as my now sore lungs can muster. “HEEEEELLLLLLLLLPPPPPP MMMEEE” i keep yelling with all i have praying that they find me and help me. Times passes and the barking has now stopped, the only thing I hear is silence, just as I had started to give up hope a small sound of what I think was steal hitting rocks echo’s around me then slowly I start to see sparks of light until it blinds me.

“I don’t care what I pay but please- Please help me save her!” He was silent for a few minutes as he watched me quietly. “Look at me, Karen.” I slowly lifted my head despite the pain. “I’m going to do this as an exception to all the rules I have because I would never help an outsider from a different world.” I opened my mouth to argue but he grabbed my lips and held them shut. “But I can see deep in your soul how far you are willing to go for her and those other two idiots. So, I will do this as a favor to you.” He explained narrowing his hazel eyes. “A small Soul Jewel shard and I’ll throw in a de-marking for your troubles since I do think highly of you even if you are incredibly stupid and

The restraints on my wrist caused my back to be slammed onto the the metal pole behind me. "Fuck." I muttered as I slowly got back up. I wasn't going to give up. I heard two more gun shots and I started to get anxiety. My hands starting shaking and I couldn't even hold on to the heavy shackles because of how rapidly my hands were shaking. I took a deep breath and tried to calm my breathing. "He's not going to die, I'm not going to let that happen." I convinced myself. I squeezed my eyes shut and let a tear fall.

THE PROPHECY GOES ON… “I thought a God couldn’t be killed?” Felan questioned. “Not by traditional weapons, but there is one that can kill us. It is a weapon that was forged from bones from the four of us. We place the weapon in a secret location under four guards. We all spelled the location so that at least three of us are needed to enter.”

David narrowed his eyes and looked at the pile of gems again. "Get the largest of the bunch and put it...here" he used the click to select an area away from the other crystals. "Nice, now throw the shard towards it with all your might." The skeleton repeated the same movement as before, when the projectile collided dead in the center, a loud cracking sound resounded in the cave, the shard didn't disappear or was crumbled to dust as David expected. Instead, it pierced through the bigger one and was stuck on the floor, intact.