Chrysalis Light Novels & Stories

he said quickly seeing Chelsea's experssion . Chelsea nodded but didn't said anything , it doesn't matter what they believed anyway . She will show them , that she deserved to be here as much as they did ! Soon they walked up to their own circular platforms, Chelsea chose the second one , before she climbed up Ron patted on her shoulder in good luck , which sje returned with a smile . Once everyone was inside of the arena , the transparent crystal soon started to fill up with what looked like a red liquid light . And when the crystal turned completely blood red , almost at once weblike golden thread shot out from it , forming what looked like a crystal domb . The golden thread wove higher an

Because he is patient He is kind He does not envy He is... VIƬƬӨЯIӨ ƧƬΛПZӨᄂIӨ Past- July 22nd, 2032 Johnny, Jessie, and I all entered The Blazing Lights. The Blazing Lights is one of the biggest clubs there is on the earth. So, it was going to be more fun than all the other times we went out clubbing. The first thing I see once entering the club is the sweating bodies dancing to loud, bass-filled music. The bright, blinding, strobe lights illuminate the otherwise pitch-black club. I guess that’s why they call it The Blazing Lights.

My savior said, drawing my attention to him. “He is Davien Hawkyns.” My missing part of my soul said, “and I am Crysal.” He finished as he snickered. “So, I take it you heard my call?” I asked, glancing between them and the guy standing by the open door. I was just getting an image of him, when I remembered, he’s Ericson. *I knew him, I just saw him…* my head felt fuzzy. *Girl focus, stay with Cherie. Put her to rest!* said a voice in my head. Trusting in this voice, I focused on me, Cherie.

Thomas said, “Open them slowly.” My heart hammered against my chest. I opened my eyes slowly, and the light I hadn’t seen in over a decade flooded my vision. I could see blurry silhouettes shifting in front of me. I could see a window. I could see the flowers. I could see the sunlight, trees, and birds outside the window. I could see them all. “I can see… Dr. Thomas, Julian, I can see!” This was a moment I had waited over a decade for. Dr. Thomas hurriedly said, “You mustn’t cry. Your eyes cannot handle any irritation right now.”

Scene 2: The First Cry A final scream tore from Iris’s throat as a surge of golden light exploded outward, knocking Selene and the elder wolves back. The temple trembled as the light condensed in her arms— —and then came the first cry. A tiny infant, wrapped in a golden glow, wailed into the air. Its eyes fluttered open, bright as twin suns. “A girl,” Damon breathed. “The child of light.” Iris sobbed with relief, clutching the tiny form to her chest. But before anyone could catch their breath, an icy wind swept through the chamber.

she said in full enthusiasm making the people to be happy as well as feel the selflessness of Lily. As soon as Lily accepted and the king looked at Crysta to carry out her works. Crysta closed her eyes with her arms wide open and chanted some spells. Suddenly, a bright light sparkled causing the people in the room to cover their eyes from that bright light. Lily who was witnessing those things was in awe, she was excited like a child who was full of eager to see the magicians show. Eric was amused in seeing her not covering her eyes from the bright light and chuckled lightly.

“By the will of the Radiant One, we sanctify her flesh and open her soul, that the Light may dwell within.” Elysia bowed her head. Her voice was clear and unwavering. “I am ready.” The congregation murmured, a wave of devotion swelling behind her. The Light’s symbol burned above the altar, a circle pierced by a single ray. The High Cleric raised his staff, its crystal gleaming with divine energy. “Step forward, child of grace. Become the vessel of dawn.” Elysia moved to the altar. The marble beneath her feet was warm, pulsing faintly with power. The light wrapped around her wrists, crawling up her arms, then over her chest. Her breath quickened.

he asked, his voice barely a whisper. Evie nodded weakly, unable to tear her gaze from the colossal crystal. It pulsed faintly now, a subdued blue light emanating from its depths. The chaotic energy, once a raging inferno within her, felt distant, a faint echo of its former power. Xal’dar, his eyes narrowed, walked towards the crystal. He reached out a hand, hovering it just above the pulsating surface. A faint crackle of energy arced between his fingertips and the crystal.

“I didn’t want to make another mistake. I wasn’t going to make promises I might not keep. It never, at any stage, crossed my mind that you might still marry Anderson. I thought that was over from the moment you melted in my arms... And if he had been any other man, it would have been.” “Chris… I would like to know if… Did you love her very much?” Lara couldn’t prevent herself from asking. “Who, chérie?” “Kristal!” “At the time, I believed I did. Now I think she might just have been a trophy on my arm. Like Meghan, she was stunningly eye-catching,” Christophe mused softly. “Demis always went for women like that, the kind of women other men would kill to have. What was underneath didn’t count.

Unexpectedly, during the lunch break, I was tidying up the supplies in the supply closet when Irina came to see me. She eyed me in blatant derision as she said, "Celia, delivering protection product to us that day should've been enough for you to know your place and leave Edgar! Why are you still latching onto him, huh? Look at you! First, you got a job making deliveries, and now, you're working as a cleaner. You're not good enough for Edgar." Eyeing her coolly, I replied, "Thanks for using your precious lunch break to tend to his needs. That must've been so hard on you. Oh, did he pay you for the overtime?"