Chrysalis Novels & Stories

Damian grunted, not looking away from the monitors. "Pilgrims," I said, kissing the top of his head. "They blocked the tram. I looked at the main screen. It showed the interior of Sector 9 the fusion chamber. In the center of the room, the crystal chrysalis still stood. It had grown over the years. The blue-black star-glass had formed jagged, cathedral-like spikes, branching out like coral. And inside, deep within the semi-translucent shell, was the silhouette of a man.

I commanded through the link, my voice a vibrant, desperate melody. Five-year-old Lyra trotted forward in her crystalline Prism Wolf form. She didn't look afraid of the ethereal giants or the humming forest. She sat beside Elena and began to glow with a brilliant, iridescent light. This was the "Prism Translation" on a biological level. Lyra’s crystalline coat began to refract the high-frequency air, stepping it down into a wavelength that Elena’s lungs could actually process.

SHE said that she wanted more, so the young man gave her that. But at that moment, his gentle tongue that tenderly caresses her femininity is gone. Instead, Jason's tongue became like a burning coil. Just a glowing coil of a paintbrush that smears insane but earnest happiness into her femininity. And that gave her reason to let out a series of growls and suppressed screams.

Elara's entry was extensive: "Subject: Elena Chen (Elara) Age: 5 Classification: Empathic Perception, Consciousness Absence Detection Threat Level: High Development Trajectory: Exceptional Family Situation: Mother - consciousness researcher, Father - Guardian operative Acquisition Priority: Critical Notes: Subject demonstrates breakthrough ability to detect consciousness suppression technology. Can identify covert enhanced operatives. Represents significant national security interest. Recommend immediate acquisition before capabilities are fully developed or compromised by hostile actors." I read it twice, not wanting to understand. "They're cataloging enhanced children for acquisition. This

She might as well get one for herself as well if this butterfly thing is cool. "Yeah, one second. Let me turn it on", Anna said before reaching her finger underneath the butterfly. When the butterfly 'turned on', Kaylee stared at it in shock and whimpered almost immediately. * * *

I have been feeling pain. ‘The closest to turning eighteen you get, pain and fast healing are fading away. That is because you have until your eighteenth birthday to complete the rite. If you don’t, your body becomes fully human. You will age as a human. You will live and die as a human. Lia has turned down the rite, therefore, she ages, feels, heals... She’s human.’ ‘Why did you turn down the rite?’ I looked at Ophelia with curiosity all over my face. The woman was Sonic the Hedgehog all over my fucking room, I think I believe her now.

Hiding I had been doing since before I had a word for it. I'm not fast. I'm not strong. I never have been. But I can disappear. I learned it young, the way some kids learned to swim or climb, because it came as naturally as breathing and felt just as necessary. My mother called it the Switch. A Silver Dawn gift: the ability to pull yourself inward, dampen what the body broadcasts, become background. Unremarkable. Unseen. The other kids in my Circle practiced it like a skill. For me it had always felt more like remembering something I already knew.

Sachi asked. “Well I have something. It’s not deadly but will buy us some time. If you’ve done crack before, you’d know the effects makes you slow. It makes everything slow even when it’s not. Just slows down your whole person”. “And you have it on you?” Sachi asked. “Yes, I just need to spread it round the entire premises and hopes everybody breathes it in” he explained. “Hope?” Karou scoffed. “And what about us? Won’t we get infected?” Sachi asked.

JASMINE Before I knew it, it was halfway through September. I had found myself preoccupied with school and work, and temple choir had started up again. We were now rehearsing every night of the week as we would be performing during the alpha ceremony. At work, Lucy and Valerie were busy prepping for all of the desserts and the huge cake they’d have to prepare for the occasion. The whole pack was alive with excitement for something that hadn’t occurred for over forty years—the transition from one alpha to the next.

"I'm gonna satisfy your needs baby... I know you've been craving some cock... I'm gonna satisfy you so hard... You're gonna beg for more... And you won't need her fingers anymore..." He said, delusional. Then I felt his hands inside my bottom bikini, then I felt something twisted inside my stomach. "HECATE!!! HELP ME!!! HECATE!!! PLEASE!!! I NEED YOU!! HELP ME!!! PLEASE!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, begging for Hecate to come and save me. I'm still doing my best to fight and resist him. Then I heard Hecate scream my name. "HESTIA!!" [Hecate]