Novel & Cerita Cadence X Chrysalis

Lafay (carefully): "Something the High Temple won't be able to contain. Especially not during the Eclipse." Blythe (quiet): "You're evolving, Ceres. Becoming… what your blood remembers." Ceres (steady): "Then they better prepare. Because I'm not sleepwalking through my ascension. I'm kicking the door down." The final chamber in the Pyrelake vault. Xavier discovers a pedestal. Upon it: a charred slab of obsidian marked with a single phrase in glowing red script. Xavier (reading aloud): "Let the Crown fall, that power may rise."

He looked down at the floor and the broken pieces of glass on the floor and then at my face. "Yeah Nicholas. I know. I know you all want me to be safe. And I want you all to be safe. And I think you all will be once I am gone" I said looking into his eyes and simultaneously cutting my wrist. Thanks to my dress that it is hiding the blood dripping on the floor. The dress Dante presented to me. And this would be a peace offering for him. "I'll keep you all safe Nicholas. I'll let you all live in peace and I'll leave" I said before my vision became clouded and before everything started fading away.

He was most fearful of Xyla being upset… As long as he saw Xyla being upset, he’d agree to anything. Signing Cadence Carmichael on was something that could be significantly beneficial for the company. Xyla didn’t want to give in so easily. Cadence was someone who had a fan base, and he was also excellent in various aspects. At one glance, Xyla could tell that he was a seedling that had a lot of potential at becoming hugely famous. Xyla really couldn’t find it in herself to turn him down. Who could refuse money? Besides, Xyla was already married, and Cadence knew this too. Xyla didn’t think he’d have other feelings for her aside from admiration.

The tinted windows of the car covered us from prying eyes, but the partition between us and the driver was cracked just enough for the sound to carry. Adrian sat beside me his body radiating heat while his hand rested on my thigh. He didn’t speak, didn’t even spare me a glance. He just flicked his fingers deliberately, the wet sound filling the air that surrounded us. I rubbed my thighs together, shamelessly craving those fingers inside of me again. “Take them off,” He said in a low tone.

It wasn't a map of a place, but a map of a sound. "I see it," she whispered. Her eyes were darting behind closed lids, tracking streams of light that only she could perceive. "The Council didn't just hide records. They hid a blueprint. The 'Anomalous Chord' isn't a song, Cassius... it's a key. A key to a physical amplifier." The silver dust in the air - the residual magic from Xander’s song - began to coalesce around her hands, forming a shimmering holographic projection. Lines of ancient Wyrd script scrolled upward, being translated in real-time by the Aether-Tech processors.

So I look, I have no choice but to look. "Behold the crystal that you seek," her voice echoes through my head and I see it. I see the Xaél Crystal. It is beautiful, the crystal shines with colours the spectrum has forgotten and as I look deeper into her eyes, I see reflections on the crystal itself. Reflections of a life unrealized dance before my eyes. And in a span of time razor-thin, I am engulfed by memories of a world alien to me. A world in which supernatural creatures such as I do not exist; a world where humans rule. A world in which Clyde will reign supreme if he manages to crossover to it. For who would not fear the supernatural?

“My wolf and my body will only ever crave you. I will never hurt you.” Then he kissed me, wild and possessive. For three whole years, he locked that pouch in his safe like it was a holy relic, terrified I’d crush a crystal in a moment of anger. Until Chloe came back. In a single year, I had been forced to crush sixty-three of them. This would be the sixty-fourth. I twisted the cap off a bottle of whiskey and threw my head back, swallowing the burning liquid. It felt like lava scorching its way down my throat. The silver poison and alcohol mixed, and a wave of agony crashed over me.

“Except him! I have known Aiden all my life! If it was not for you and Daddy, of course, I would have married Aiden ages ago!” “Truly, Crys, just how much do you love him?” Xavier urged, looking at Crystal with one eyebrow raised. “Are you willing to lose your position in the Inquireta for him?” “W—what?! What kind of question is that?!” Inquireta is a subsidiary of Leonidas International which focused on fashion and jewelry. Crystal had been managing it for almost four years. “Aiden and Inquireta, both are mine!” “Your answer is disappointing.”

Ember told me. “What is she? Is she okay? Can she hear us right now?” I questioned. “Chrysalis is physically a hybrid witch and wolf. And she’s okay at the moment thanks to you and Tai. And she can’t hear everything but can feel all of you. I wouldn’t take that from her.” She said smiling again. “Is she going to be okay If we let her go?” I asked a bit worried. “If you give her a bit more help if you know what I mean.” She said, hinting at us being more active.

Shaking my head I try to get back in the meeting. ​I sigh as finally we get to the end, Cassia. Her present age is not more than twenty, but she’s older than me. Before the Accord she spent time masquerading as a student to pioneer scientists learning from them and adapting their methods to fit our needs. Her bald head shines in the light from the cathedral ceiling lamps that cascade down.