Cadence X Chrysalis Novels & Stories

’ Trix eyes snapped opened and she met the concerned hazel eyes of Tristan. “Are you alright,” he asked. Trix nodded. “It was just a migraine,” she said glancing behind him to admire the gold panted room, adorned with beautiful and unique artifacts. One in particular caught Trix’s eyes. It looked like a bejeweled egg. It confused her a little since she taught it was supposed to be a dragon egg and why would a dragon egg have jewels on it. As she looked closer she realized that the jewels weren’t made into the shell, the were placed on it.

This isn't normal ceremonial reaction—the crystal is activating in ways I've never experienced before, responding to the ritual's convergence with its own pattern rather than harmonizing with established protocols. As the wand's tip touched the vintage's surface, several things happened simultaneously. The bond between Xalara and Cassian flared visible—golden thread connecting their hearts across the central dais, pulsing with painful intensity that drew gasps from assembled guests unaccustomed to seeing fated magic manifest so dramatically during formal blessing ritual. The crystal at Xalara's throat blazed with answering light—not amber or golden like House Holt's ember magic, but opalesce

She could only imagine how furious Holland must be now that she knew what they’d done. Once they reached the house, Cadence left the men to fix the door and whatever else they could repair and headed upstairs to sweep up the piles of ash and silver nitrate. How Christian had crafted the grenades so that they dried into a fine powder that didn’t stain or damage anything other than Vampires was beyond her, but Cadence thought it was pretty ingenious. “One of the only things he gets right,” she muttered, and then realizing her IAC was on and other teammates back home might hear her, she bit her tongue, hoping no one would put two and two together.

’ 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