Chrysalis Audiobook Novels & Stories

Hidden in the very foundation of their walls, it absorbed every word spoken near it, feeding me their plans like a constant, dripping stream of knowledge. I leaned back in my chair, the dim candlelight flickering across the stone chamber where I sat. The crystal sat atop a carved pedestal, its surface shifting as though alive. I smirked. “Fools,” I muttered. “No matter how hard they fight, they will never see what lurks in the dark.” Closing my eyes, I let my mind attune to the crystal, allowing it to show me what it had recorded. Voices filled my head, distorted at first, but quickly sharpening into clarity.

Started to melt, flowing up the Auditors arm like oil. CRACK. The white gold book broke in half. The pages did not fall. They turned into a cloud of dots that got sucked into my right eye and deleted. The Auditor stumbled back its coat falling apart the numbers on its fabric turning into nonsense. "The thing we were looking at... Is gone " the Auditor whispered, its line fading away. "The Bank... Says this place is a loss." With a sound the Auditor turned into a pile of harmless silver dust that covered the floor like frost.

one of them said softly, leading Crystal to a nearby chair. Crystal sat there, her body trembling with every passing second. Her gaze remained fixed on the closed doors that led to where Chloe was being treated. Minutes felt like hours as she sat, scared out of her mind. The sound of Ryke's voice calling her name was distant at first, barely registering in her panicked state. But then his presence beside her, the warmth of his hands wrapping around her shoulders, drew her back to the present moment. Crystal took a deep breath, the scent of him offering a momentary comfort, before her emotions overwhelmed her, and she burst into tears.

I whispered, my voice trembling, “if you were here, you’d tell me to keep going. You’d tell me to fight. So I’ll do it. I’ll finish this, for our pups, for us, for the family we’ve built.” I picked up the journal again, my hands shaking, and carefully pricked my finger a second time, letting drops of my blood fall onto the cover. The inscriptions shimmered again, more vibrant than before. I began deciphering Draco’s secrets, his origins, his dark experiments, the anchors holding his power together, and the final mysteries I needed to uncover. As I worked, a soft chime in my mind-link startled me. Aurelia… Silas’s voice, calm and steady, cut through my panic.

The look on their faces would be priceless. Kai drags Crissy towards me. I can hear her screams from when he removed her from the cage. Hearing her screams made me smile even more. Why fight Crissy? You are a weak pathetic human. No matter what you do, you won’t be able to break free. We are ten times stronger than you. Even if you try to outsmart us, we will always be one step ahead of you. “Let me go!” Crissy screams from the top of her lungs. Kai throws her to the ground making her fall in front of me.

Krystal has always had a terrible taste in men. "Mortém Rèvivilus." I mutter. This was a wakening spell. Krys let out a gasp as she jerks up, her eyes scanning around her. Her face suddenly turns pale upon seeing me, as she should. "Tell me what happened?!" I grit through my teeth. I was angry. Very angry. "K-Kaden I'm so sorry. I thought I could change it all." Krys says. Impatient, I grab her head, letting my hands sink into her memories. I was gaining access into her mind and her thoughts. Seeing everything that happened earlier.

After a long pause, a groggy voice said: “Caitlin. I was wondering when you would call.” “I’m sorry,” she said. “For storming out like that. You were just trying to help me. I realize that. But when you talked about stopping Scarlet…well… I couldn’t hear it. I still can’t. I won’t entertain the idea of stopping her. Never. I’d rather kill myself first.” There was a long silence on the other end. “I think I’ve found another way,” she added. “Tell me.” “Have you heard of Vairo’s De Fascino Libri Tres?” she asked, hoping, praying, that he had.

Chapter 7: The Crown of Ashes The echoes of the collective howl lingered in the air long after the last wolf silenced its cry. For Audrey, the world felt strangely quiet, as if the heavy veil she had lived under for twenty-one years had finally been lifted. The golden light that had radiated from her skin receded, leaving behind a humming warmth that settled deep in her marrow. It was no longer a frantic fire; it was a steady, rhythmic pulse that felt like the very heart of the earth.

After an excruciating and interminable silence, Fiona pulled her hands away from her face and sat back, straightening her spine against the solid back of her wooden chair. She shook her head slowly as she spoke, “I’m just not sure I have what it takes to protect them.” “What does it say?” Brandon prodded. Fiona turned the book toward Brandon and pointed to the section she read. His face went white and his heart ceased pumping life-giving blood for a brief moment while he read the consequences of his actions. As one’s soul travels space and time Leaving its body tucked behind Return not in the body that is not thine,

Kyra is his obsession, his punishment, and his prey. Steven Blackwood doesn’t love he dominates, he torments, he claims. Resistance brings pain; surrender brings chaos. Trapped in his mansion, surrounded by fear, jealousy, and the shadowed eyes of those who serve him, she must navigate a world where innocence is weakness and temptation is unavoidable. Every moment in his grasp threatens to break her, and survival is not escape, it is submission to a man who bends desire and fear into a power only he understands. In the hands of a devil who refuses to be denied, she may lose everything…even herself.