Chrysalis Novels & Stories

she says, maintaining the smile on her face. “How can he activate the Crisient?” one of the three souls asks, with an intense look on his face, though his appearance becomes more transparent by the second. They had been here for a long time, they had to wait because Hecate put a magical field around the room, sealing herself inside as she performed a ritual that took about thirty minutes. They had no choice but to patiently stand outside as their time kept running. “He doesn’t activate the Crisient, he cannot, even if he uses all his energy. The Crisient is a magical force of death that hones the potential of its wielder and establishes its power based on the depth of his essence,” she says,

My eyelids are falling but my hands keeps working to create a sound… I want to scream for help but if I do it would only take minutes for me to use all my energy and die here… like what Luke’s mom wanted to. “There’s a person here!” My eyes widen and I see light, I heard people and I close my eyes when that person direct the flaslight to my eyes. “What’s your name?” “T-Tasha.” It might be Chloe’s men, for some unknown reason I didn’ tell them my real name. “Okay, calm down, Tasha. We’re going to save you.” I nodded and left a smile on my face… it was so scary because of the sounds that the car is being wrecked more for me to get out.

Different magical creatures came by to say well done and gave me special items to keep me safe. Even Cyrus and the Awakened paid us a visit, presenting us with a beautiful artifact — a small, intricately carved crystal that glowed with a soft, pulsing light. “This is said to protect unborn children,” Cyrus explained, placing the crystal in my hand. “We want you to have it.” I was really moved by the gesture and felt a lump in my throat. “Thank you, Cyrus,” I said. “This means more to me than you can imagine.” That night, I had my first cravin' big time preggo. I woke up in the middle of the night really wanting some chocolate chip and pickles.

He is making a lot of sense though. " Whatever. Let’s go or we’ll be late for our lunch meeting with Crest Holdings” Crest Holdings is a company we’ve been trying to get into a Merger and Acquisition with but scandal about me has been doing more harm to the company’s reputation. Whoever is behind this must be really good at hiding because I have tried to track them down ,to no avail. I keep hitting dead end after dead end.

After him, Santi did the same thing until the rest followed. When Minerva was surrounded by those lights, it encircled her until a huge butterfly from the circle that she stood in rose from the ground and captured the lights. Afterward, it was sucked into the back of her left hand until a pattern of a butterfly inside the different colored sphere appeared. It stayed for a few minutes until it disappeared. Minerva, who was silent the entire time, glanced in the direction of her father. Minerva Chrysalis de Ivrea. Although her name was still Minerva, a second name was included. And coincidentally, it was connected to the transformation of a butterfly. Seriously,

It rained on the table like diamonds. “GOD,” She cried staring at the marvelous site in disbelief. I sat on the couch before her. “I’ll help you steal Hendrik’s Black crystal, but I got conditions,” I began. She rose an eyebrow. “You’ll have to pay me 100 gems for every pack I bring to you,” A laughter burst into the whole room. “Kid, I like your spirit but this is business and you have to remember that,” she said pulling out a cigarette from his leather jacket.

Once activated, a large holographic screen appeared, showing what looked to be some daytime drama. 'Crystal Butterflies have an electromagnetic biosystem which allows them to link and communicate with each other. They can also broadcast the information they receive, a function that humans have amplified, giving birth to the entertainment world.' Watching her brother flip through the channels, Maria was reminded of her world's modern-day television. Maria was about to ponder on other ways she could probably save the archduchess when her mother suddenly barged into the room.

The Game Maker wanted me to see this, wanted me to know I had been chosen long before the invitation arrived. I walked over to the chandelier and snatched the necklace from one of its golden arms. The rainbow light vanished as I held the cool crystal in my hands. The necklace was just as I remembered it, beautiful and alluring. The crescent moon was etched from crystal, and I could see the small fractures and grooves in the center. The outside of the stone was smooth as I ran the pad of my fingers over it.

“She is My Lord,” Crystal stretched out her hand, and a chain made out of Chaos was conjured from her hands and latched onto the chains binding the Wraith. The eyes of the Wraith were filled with hatred, and she stared at Crystal intently, as though she could kill her with nothing but her gaze. And why wouldn’t she hate the one who trapped her; especially when she was so close to getting away.

another priest added. The High Priest stared in horror. "They're going to burn the Temple of the Moon?" A crash was heard. The smell of smoke drifted through the window. "They've started," I whispered. Orange flames licked up the eastern wall. Black smoke billowed into the sky. "Everyone to the crypt!" the High Priest shouted. "Now!" We ran through corridors filling with smoke. Heat pressed against the walls, making the air shimmer. Down spiral stairs, deeper into the temple's heart. The High Priest pulled open an iron door carved with moon symbols. Cold air rushed out, smelling of earth and ancient stone.