Corrupted Chaos Shain Rose Novels & Stories

The whole time, he didn't bother to raise his head to look at Chad, "And my life was meaningless after I eventually broke it. It took me another four hundred years to enslave myself to Cassidy again. Of course I wouldn't share something that'd ruin the peace she tried so hard to maintain." "Peace she tried so hard to maintain?" Chad couldn't help scowling at those words, "Is burying anyone who she thinks is impossible to control a way of maintaining peace?" "If you were her you'd do the same." Shawn breathed out and finally dropped his brush. As he admired his drawing, he said, "I take it your quest didn't turn out as you planned?" Chad went silent for thirty seconds before he asked, "When d

Not too long ago, X would’ve killed me without hesitation if I wasn’t his best friend. "I could turn you back to normal" "Wait, what?" "Yeah, I could", he started. " The shard- yes, it’s called a shard, is bonded to your essence, you soul. I know a few tricks that could make it completely dormant and drained of it’s power.” I felt my hopes rising. I could be normal again! But, the process is not perfect, you might die or, worse, be transformed into a harbinger” “What’s that?” “Corrupted souls, powered by chaos, dogs of a very ancient evil that threatens the multiverse as we know it.”

The warmth spread through me, and it steadied the blaze at my center. Mara screamed like the world split, and the remaining guards shifted into a push. I felt the shard begin to destabilize—someone or something rending the base. The runes cracked. The core’s hum lost its steady beat and stuttered. I could not tell how long the collapse took. The final moment came with such a roar that it was like being inside a drum. The shard split, rain of black stone and sparks throwing up like small suns. The darkness that had leached from it bled back into the ground, into the earth, like a wound closing. The creatures collapsed, the corrupted form melting into ash, the recruited ones stumbling, freed a

Take care of yourself, pfft what's he doing trying to act all mature. Omg does he have a crush on Shira !!!I am so telling everyone. She's not bad to look at,but god her personality sucks. Fine I guess there isn't any harm going with them,if they switch up the plan and try to fight me,I'll just shift to a large elephant and sit on them. Shae documented everything since the monster awakend,she wrote everything in her journal,of how much the monster tried to control her, put horrible ideas in her head,she concealed everything from Alfwin until she couldn’t.

The world vanished beneath my feet. Darkness opened below. A massive fissure tore through the land. The ritual line shattered. My stomach lurched. The sky spun. For one horrifying moment, I understood exactly what had happened. Sabotage. Someone had waited. Watched. Planned. Not to stop the ritual. To damage it. "Aella!" I heard Sol's voice. Then Chaos appeared. Literally appeared. The ancient being materialized beside me. Shadows wrapped around my waist. The fall stopped.

Nightshade had spotted us, her crimson eyes fixing on our position with malicious delight. "The Royal puppets arrive right on schedule," she called, her voice carrying unnaturally across the distance. "How thoughtful of you to bring the crown of what do you fools call it, the Crown of Harmony.” As the last of her words left her mouth, she noticed something that wasn’t there before our approach. Moon Roses spouting in waves, curling and glowing, the sight of any corrupted were beast, witch, or fae found themselves free of her spell. The tide was already turning, and Nightshade and her sister’s faces had turned pale. The red flames that once were roared had started to dim as well.

They retreat through a rift, leaving a corrupted shard embedded in the core, its void pulsing softly, spreading tendrils of chaos. The plain stabilizes, the twin suns shining, but the core’s hum is strained, the shard’s influence a shadow on the grass. Seris and Kael lower their blades, their auras tense but united, their eyes on Aelys. “She’s… the voice,” Seris murmurs, and Kael nods, his voice gruff. “Balance, then. For now.”

“And you can get hurt. How about I sit there on top of him?” “I would agree with that,” Dominic said but Rose shook her head. “I need to do this by myself. Can you instead create a shield? It will be bad if the miasma explode to us. Our body won’t maintain its shape and we would…” Rose gulped thinking about it, “Melt.” “Well surely I don’t want that so leave the shielding to me,” answered Shawn, passing the crystal ball to her hand. “Be careful.” Rose felt odd being wished for her safety by Shawn. The man was still dangerous to her eyes even though she could see that they are working together now and have mended their problem. But she held the crystal ball and decided to believe this man as

Elisa said with a smile, staring straight into Roxy's eyes. "If you dare lay a hand on Robert, I, Roxy Sloan, swear that I'll fight Blossom Hall to the bitter end!" Roxy was suddenly enveloped in a shimmering white glow as a formidable pressure surged forth, striking everyone present with a profound sense of dread.

Shannon. Rowan’s hand had trembled as he read the final page, the truth settling like poison in his veins. Betrayal layered over memory. Love turning sharp and cruel. “She’s been funding them,” he said quietly to his shadow council. “Not openly. Not directly. But consistently.” “Rogues?” one man asked. “Chaos,” Rowan replied. “Enough to destabilize the realm.” He ordered surveillance immediately. Silent teams. Unmarked. No trails left behind.