Blood Orb Novels & Stories

And I knew, without a doubt, that it was showing me something I needed to understand. August had warned me before—that the orb had layers even he hadn’t unlocked. But now I could feel it myself. It was like a heartbeat inside me, echoing louder than before, and with every throb of that pulse, I saw glimpses. A flash of glowing eyes. A figure wrapped in shadows. And always… a voice, whispering words I couldn’t quite make out. Later that evening, I asked August again about the orb’s core. He looked at me carefully and then said, “The orb has an internal power, Nora. One not tied to spells or energy. It holds a form of life—ancient and stubborn. It doesn’t just obey. It chooses.”

As soon as the howl came, Olera opened his mouth to respond to it and I spotted the orb, already in the air on its way to me and I pushed it towards him, hoping that it would hit him just in time. We had just this chance. The orb glowed golden as I got closer to him and I couldn't help but forget what I was doing in the first place. He shrieked as he began to disolve into the orb. I had to stand and watch as he slowly disappeared and then Lawrence came to pick up the orb. The light in it went out and it got filled with a black cloud. It wasn't just him the Orb affected. I've disappeared immediately and I fell to the floor as though I had no bones in my body. If I encountered anyone of them a

The orb seems to radiate an otherworldly warmth, drawing us closer with its irresistible pull. As we reach out to touch the orb, a surge of energy courses through our bodies, filling us with a renewed sense of purpose. Our eyes meet, reflecting the determination burning within each of us. We know that this is no ordinary orb – it is a catalyst for our ultimate destiny. With trembling hands, me and Jericho place our palms against the smooth surface of the orb. Its radiant light envelopes us, infusing us with knowledge and power beyond comprehension. Visions flaId before our eyes—visions of battles fought in distant realms, of heroes and villains, of triumphs and sacrifices.

Kade asked, and the memory of Ella holding the ball flashed through her mind once more. “An orb. One of the numerous things I use during a session. They’re usually blue, and sometimes it’s just clear or white when you shake it, but…” she began, but Lucian interrupted. “That one wasn’t. It was bright red,” he said. “Yes, which is a very strange occurrence, but this isn’t the first time that orb has turned red.” “What do you mean?” Kade said in a scratchy voice. He cleared his throat as the colour returned to his face, and his golden hair seemed to shine brightly as morning sunrays illuminated the room—a contrast against the sheer bleakness each person in the room could relate to.

“We must unravel its secrets if we are to move forward.” I can feel the weight of the orb's gaze upon us, its dark energy pulsing like a heartbeat in the silence of the chamber. With a deep breath, I reach out towards it, the hum of its power sending a shiver down my spine. As my fingers brush against the smooth surface of the orb, a surge of images floods my mind, each one more vivid and haunting than the last. I see Alena trapped within a cage of shadows, her eyes pleading for salvation. I see a figure cloaked in darkness, their malevolent laughter ringing in my ears as they tighten their grip on her fragile form. And then, I see a glimmer of hope—a distant light flickering in the abyss, b

She then continued, [Metal case] [Cracked bottle containing alcohol] [Half burned papers] [Ocean Blue Orb] "This one seems like an artifact too." She cleared her path amongst the burned items and picked up the orb. She ran her fingers on the orb as to clean it while she thought, "How do I find all of them like this. Everything is black so I can't recognize what is what. Even with appraisal, I am having a hard time." Right at that moment, she saw something. Perhaps it was only possible to see it because it was her and not someone else. The orb slightly released its mana from the parts that Amy had cleaned.

“This is my choice. Please, don’t make it harder than it already is.” Kaela stepped closer, her silver eyes meeting mine. “If this is truly your decision, you must prepare yourself. The orb will test you—your will, your body, your very soul. You must not falter, no matter what it shows you.” “What do you mean?” I asked, my throat dry. “The orb feeds on fear, doubt, and pain,” Kaela explained. “It will draw out your worst memories, your deepest regrets, and amplify them. If you give in...it will consume you.”

In fantasy movies and shows, orbs usually became cloudy when it absorbed something. Noorh took Kiran's hand and placed it over the orb. She gasped as the orb vibrated against her palm. Kiran looked wide-eyed at Noorh and found a knowing smirk on his lips as if he had read the question plaguing her mind. "You did a good job," Noorh said, making her blush and look shyly down at the orb. "All that's left now is to execute the plan."

“I am done here. Please, take me home.” Frank nods. He glares at his sister. “If any of you touch my mate, pack or not, you are dead.” When he looks back at me, I see silvers, golds, and reds amongst his normal eye color. They twinkle like stars. But then I realize that they are in mine too. I can’t look away even if I wanted to. It is mesmerizing, almost hypnotic.

After being have way done with mentally clawing at this wall my head starts to feel better. “That’s it, Liz! Keep going. Your color is finally coming back.” Luna Kara Whispers. I have the last little bit to go before it is completely down. I hear Louise for the first time asking what’s going on. Luna Kara has her start doing the same thing I am. By the time I am done the pain in my head is completely gone. I open my eyes and see Luna Kara looking between Louise and I with a bright smile. I look over to Liz and see her color is coming back too.