Chaos Seed Book 7 Novels & Stories

Twice Cleopoda had wiped at the blood that dripped from her nose to the brown pages of the old book in front of her. She was grateful Garius wasn’t looking, sometimes the old man would be busy looking through the old books to care whether she read or not. But she read, she read because Garius asked her questions at the end of every session and he hit her cruelly and with frustration whenever she failed to answer correctly. It wasn’t easy to read the almost faded symbols and scripts from the old brown books, mouth the words which meaning she didn’t know and at the same time try to halt the voices in her head, they were so loud sometimes, they made her head ache and caused her nose to bleed bu

She answered. “But...how? I mean---” “It’s simple Acry,” She said and stood “She’s the girl who tamed Chaos.” She grins and walks out of the house leaving us shocked. What the f*ck? Is Chaos really in love with Peace? Chaos, the man that is also known as the devil killer, the man that has a chaotic life, falls in love with a girl that always likes a peaceful life that is opposite from what she has? Peace Ellis POV

I don't want him to hate me. "I didn't have a choice..." my voice is shaky. I pushed myself away from Seth because I didn't want him to make the first move of being disgusted. I look up at him. He waves off an expression I can't tell, but I know he detests me deep down. "I was thirteen, new to being a mother," I start as I hug myself as a bit of comfort but not enough to console me. "You and the others already know that I'm an orphan, and I told you about my parents. After I left the foster home where I met Effie, a couple adopted me. The excitement of having a family made me wish it was all a dream, but it was a stand and delivered. A woman named Eva took me away and had me placed within he

Shining through with a shocking blue I gape at the vertical shape of its irises. As soot begins to flow from the destruction and I nod at the beast as my heart slows in my chest. With a growl large, webbed wings that crash through the walls expand on its back. I fall facedown onto the floor feeling the earth move as its humongous claws leave my vision. A vortex of wind blow through the hall at the beat of its wings as the world goes silent. As my heart takes its last beat I recall all that has come to be in this life. With my final breath I heave one last wish into the world. Forgive me.

The intense pressure has me gasping for air but I fight the urge to submit to him by releasing my own dominance. Valdis rears his head back and blasts me with fire only for Flavius to run in front of me. I begin to panic, reaching out for Flavius until I notice that he is absorbing my father's magic into his body. Flavius stands in front of me, engulfed in burning red flames. He begins to rotate one of his hands around the other, gathering the magic and forming a large fireball, launching it back at my father.

“We cannot risk detection by building a fire. Would you be so kind as to curl up around her and keep her warm? She needs to dry out and she needs some rest...” He watched as Foxfire did as he asked, “She does not know it yet, Foxfire, but tomorrow will be much worse for her. For tomorrow, I will only bring her more questions and very few answers.” Foxfire blinked as if to say she understood and felt for him. It was really all anyone could do now. Sighing, he curled up next to Foxfire and Evrah and fell into a fitful sleep of his own. Chaos was coming, and so were the hunters of death.

The next chapter of their journey beckoned, and as they prepared to face the shadows that lurked on the edges of their existence, Chloe felt a sense of determination and acceptance, ready to embrace the legacy that awaited her and shape the destiny that lay ahead. Days turned into nights as Chloe delved into the secret archives hidden within her family's home. The books, ancient and weathered, contained the wisdom of generations, revealing the intricacies of the supernatural world she had unwittingly entered. Chloe's nights became a journey through the hidden corridors of knowledge, each page unraveling the mysteries that surrounded her existence.

"You may have mended some disruptions, but you cannot contain the chaos within me. It is a force beyond your comprehension." Richard and I stood together, the power of the Chronosphere surging through us. "The cosmic balance will prevail," I declared, my voice unwavering. "We understand the essence of chaos, and we will confront it." With a surge of power, the embodiment of chaos launched a final assault, unleashing a torrent of tumultuous energy that threatened to consume us. We braced ourselves, determined to endure the onslaught. But as the chaos surged around us, an unexpected revelation occurred. The threads of time and memory, now realigned and harmonious, resonated with the energy of

The newly sprouted seedling, already two meters tall, began to grow even faster. Roots began to emerge from under the seed, penetrating the ground. Bang! Suddenly, Samuel found an opening in Chad's attacks and launched a counterattack. The next moment, the two were locked in fierce combat. The sounds of their blows echoed continuously over Temple Road. Having consumed the berserk pill, ultimately, Chad gained the upper hand. Seizing an opportunity, he threw Samuel into the Hall of Herbs' backyard. Feeling the presence of the Yggdrasil seed, Samuel panicked and tried to escape, but Chad pinned him against the seed.

From the shadowed entrance of the sanctuary, a figure stepped forward , tall, cloaked in swirling darkness, eyes like twin fires burning cold. “You carry the Seed,” the stranger’s voice was a cold blade. “Do you comprehend the danger you invite?” Lyra met the gaze without flinching, fire and frost coiling along her skin. “I carry what must live. And I will protect it.” The stranger smiled, cruel and knowing. “The Seed heralds change , but also chaos. The Wardens will decide if you live or perish.” The air thickened with tension as the group closed ranks around Lyra, their unity a shield against the unknown.