Chrysalis Novels & Stories

I returned to my office, made myself a cup of coffee, and waited. It didn't even take ten minutes before someone came knocking. The first to come in was, surprisingly, Layla. She clutched a USB drive so tightly her knuckles turned white. As soon as she stepped inside, she dropped to her knees. "I'm sorry, Ms. Cooper. I'm so, so sorry. I must've been out of my mind!" She cried, burying her face in one hand, while holding out the USB drive with the other. "Everything's in here—every chat log where Keira planned how to blow this up step by step and force you to give in!

Noah said. "To her," Lyra agreed. The spiral grew. It was beautiful in a terrible way. Like a storm made of glass and midnight. It hummed with a sound that was not a sound. A vibration I felt in my teeth, in my bones, in the thin, fragile thread of the bond that still connected me to my mates. Maya opened her eyes. They were not blue anymore. "You see it now," she said. "My life's work. My masterpiece. The counter-crucible."

’ 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.

"Kael, look. They didn't just die. They became the information." The Akasha-Parasites, once translucent moths of "Un-Memory," had undergone a physical transformation. Overwhelmed by the "Black Synthesis," the raw density of five billion years of planetary trauma and human emotion, their formless bodies had solidified. They had turned into Memory-Crystals, black, diamond-like shards pulsing with a faint, internal violet light. Each crystal held a specific moment in time: a mother's first look at her child, the terrifying roar of the first Great Reset, the smell of rain on a parched savanna.

Then Bowser, Queen Chrysalis’ hive and King Thorax’s hive headed off to the Friendly Strangers Hideout. During the trip the missing children & Charlotte looked at me, Queen Chrysalis & King Thorax “do you want to be a brood-mother? If you do, you're going to have a hard time moving around” said Queen Chrysalis with worry. “Don’t worry King Thorax & Queen Chrysalis, my body doesn’t get bigger. It stays normal but I know I’m pregnant also I’m an anal hungry incubus and hermaphrodite hybrid okay” I said to them. “A new future for our hives” said King Thorax “that’s rig

"Seraphina Agni, save our clan and come back safe. We need you, before our clan disappears, please— save the phoenix from crying..."

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.

He waved his hand and the white crystal floated toward Jon. Jon quickly caught the white crystal and examined it. The crystal was crystal white and it was round. "What's this?" Jon asked while looking at the crystal in his hand curiously. "It's called the Elemental Nexus Crystal" Old Man Feng said and poured himself another jug of wine. The Elemental Nexus Crystal is a pristine, translucent crystal radiating a gentle, iridescent glow reminiscent of ethereal energies. Its smooth surface was adorned with intricate, swirling patterns that seem to shift and change as if mirroring the essence of the elements it represents.

"No. No, no, no. Fuck... fuck.. fuckkkkk.." Aria cried out, realizing with horrifying clarity that her orgasm was fast approaching.

It only lasts for the briefest second, before a snapping crack comes from Chrys, whose body is contorting unnaturally. Her voice dies down, the popping sound of bones breaking and rearranging continues. Her slight stature morphs, growing and changing. Where beautiful pale skin once rested are beautiful golden scales. She continues growing, forcing me to stumble backward to provide her with room, nearly tripping over her tale. Tilting my head backward, awed by the sheer size of the beast before me. Chrys gold scales shimmer in the sunlight, her bright gold eyes peering at me while I stand there frozen, and in shock. Words escape, my voice sounding foreign to my ears, as I space in and out of