Cadence X Chrysalis Novels & Stories

Christine said. Azrael felt shivers running down her spine. But one question was still lingering in her mind despite of not taking in every realizations she just discovered. “Where-- how did you get this?” she asked. Christine looked at the Luna as if she asked the wrong question. Or as if the answer was already obvious. It was clear to see that she used her spells but the witch knew she had to explain. “The moment the Crimson Crest pack was attacked, I immediately thought of the Crescent Bow…” Christine started and mumbled a spell that made her look normal without the tiara and the princess dress.

Allan wasn't at home to say goodbye to me I knew I'd miss his cheerful voice. From the beginning of the journey to the end of journey no words passed between Caleb and myself even if Caleb tried to talk to me I didn't notice because I had my headphones on. By afternoon we arrived at Caleb's lousy mansion. There was a large white gate and his six storey building was painted in white, the whole compound was decorated with different types of flower a water fountain stood in the middle of the compound a garage by the side, a small bungalow stood by the side of the building.

Her brown eyes penetrated Cassandra's, and she began chanting, never leaving Cassandra's fear ridden eyes. It didn't take long before her screaming filled the air from the unbearable pain she was feeling. Cassandra wasn't lying, she had spelled her memories, making it harder for us to get in and also making it much more painful for her. But what she didn't know was Krys was an all powerful primordial witch, she knew how to find a way around it.

Chad then took out a list of medicinal materials and said, "If you come across any of these materials, help me buy them!" Alicia grabbed it and was astonished when she read it. "Batryticatus, Semiaquilegia… Chad, are you refining pills?" Chad admitted openly. "Yes! I'm preparing to ascend and become an earthbound immortal." "Ascend!" The three were no longer calm, not expecting Chad to be preparing to ascend. Colleen grabbed the list of materials and shouted in shock, "This is the recipe for the Feather Pill. Chad, are you planning on—"

’ I said taking the torches under my arms and walking downstairs. Kyla’s POV: My mother had bought me the most gorgeous dress for the ceremony. It was a light cream mermaid dress, almost white, made entirely of sequins, that went down to my feet. It had elbow long loose sleeves and the cleavage made me blush, as the curve of my breasts could be seen. It fit perfectly on my body, and it showed all my curves. The length was perfect enough for me to be barefoot. I’d go in the water as human, and emerge from it as a vampire with unknown abilities. I had nothing to lose at that point of my life. Everything had been perfectly arranged and they fulfilled their part of the deal. I didn’t know if I w

As she walked to her dance class later that morning, Cadence kept telling herself she didn't lie to her mom, since she couldn't say with absolute certainty that Luca had left her the crane. She was almost on campus when she changed her mind about attending class. She backtracked in the direction of the creek to Rachel's house. She knew her best friend was home. She majored in Art History and didn't have classes on Wednesdays. Rachel was Stella's daughter, making her a fifth-generation witch, like Cadence. They'd known each other since they could crawl, Rachel being the older one by a good six months.

he said “you mentioned chocolate cake?” “Huh?” He gestured to her clipboard. “Oh yes, that one is very popular” she answered. “And the other tiers?” “Velvet and sponge cake would be nice, if that’s okay by you” He nodded. “I’ll need it by Thursday” “Any sort of look in mind?” “Just do your thing Brooklyn, I know it will come out great” “I won’t be able to give a cost until I know every-” “I’ll give you a blank cheque”

Her eyes snap open, twin supernovae. *"Kelly,"* she breathes, though her lips don't move. *"You're late."* The voice is the Weaver's. But the face... It's mine. --- **The Chrysalis** The cocoon cracks, spilling liquid light that scalds the marsh into glass. The woman steps out, her every footfall crystallizing the earth. She's not a Daughter. Not a ghost. She's *raw*-a being of unfiltered potential, the blueprint the Weaver used to stitch me together.

“Don’t become anything like me. Become yourself. Build your own knowledge. Your own intelligence. You’re far better as yourself than you’ll ever be as a copy of someone else.” She gave a small nod. The silence that settled between us wasn’t distant. It was awkward. I rolled the vial between my fingers, watching the potion shimmer inside. “How did you create this?” I asked. “Was this part of Cadence’s knowledge?” “Not exactly.” She shook her head. “I extracted parts of Cadence’s in-depth knowledge about the celestial realm to come up with it.” “How?” Xanthea shifted a little closer to me. I never thought a few inches could make my skin burn the way they did now.

Staring int into the mirror, I don't recognize the reflection. I have to give Audrie credit, she NAILED the dress. I run my fingers across the intricate crystal design that runs beneath my breasts and scrolls up the halter-style straps. The black fabric hangs closely to my body and just barely touches the floor. It would be pooling at my feet if it wasn't for the clear jeweled heels.