Cradle Novels & Stories

“It’s about the bloodline.” The room beyond was unlike the rest of the keep. Warmer. Older. The air was heavy with the scent of sage, rosewood, and ancient dust. At the center stood a cradle—carved from blackened stone, its edges inlaid with silver. Symbols of the moon phases circled its base. Veins of red crystal ran like roots through its surface, pulsing faintly with light. A child’s cradle. But no child had ever lain in it.

It was actually true. "What job opportunity?" "At a prestigious company, OLAD company. She's a worker there" that seemed to catch his attention. "That company belongs to Claudia Smith and her daughter, Ola Smith" he says and my heart started racing. I shouldn't have said that. "Yup and the pay is pretty good" I simply say. "Right" "Romeo its getting late, i gotta go. Thank you for the wonderful meal and the nice chat" "Let me at least get you a cab" he said, getting up to grab his jacket.

Kaelia carried the firstborn; Nyra walked beside her, heart pounding with hope and dread. At the corridor’s end, a stone door inscribed with twin crescent moons slid open. Inside lay a cradle carved from black stone. Within, a tiny form lay swaddled in midnight silk. Nyra’s breath caught. She stepped forward, voice trembling: “My child.” The cradle’s lid glowed with runic light. The form shifted. The infant’s eyes opened, pupils like burning coals, irises stormy silver. She rose from the cradle as though carried by invisible hands.

"Remind me never to ask you for a loan, boss." "Let's move. The main breach is down there," Jack pointed to the massive, crystalline cavern that tore into the Earth's crust. The descent was a vertical plunge into the planet's anatomy. Using their armor's grav-boots, the trio scaled down the sides of the abyss. The deeper they went, the more the natural rock gave way to ancient, sprawling architecture. It wasn't the marble of the Old Ones, nor the dark matter of the Devourer. It was a structure built of pure, interwoven strands of starlight and liquid gold. It was the Cradle.

Chris was touched by her message, his heart filled with happiness at knowing he had brought joy to Zelda's life. As time went by, the baby crib became a cherished centerpiece in Zelda's nursery. It served as a constant reminder of the friendship and support she had received from Chris and the special bond they shared. Each time Zelda gazed at the crib, she felt a profound sense of connection and gratitude. When the day finally arrived for Zelda's baby to enter the world, the crib stood ready, patiently awaiting its tiny occupant. It was a moment of sheer wonder and awe as Zelda placed her precious newborn into the crib, marveling at the new life she had brought into the world.

I was trying to stop her baby sister from crying when Jade bursted into the garden and pulled her sister from my arms before warning me not to ever in my life lay a hand on her baby sister. I got angry because I would never I my life do that, I came into the garden and saw a tearful Mitchell who was in tears cause her parents were on a business trip, thereby leaving her and her siblings in my house. The little girl missed her parents so much, she began to cry, and stupid jade didn't bother to find out from her sister if there was any problem. She was satisfied by pointing me out as the culprit. Of course, we were almost fist fighting, if not for my mother who came in just as jade forcefully

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I sigh at the lack of protection this affords her but It does make it easier to zoom through her mind to memories she cannot pull up for herself. The girl's eyes widen as she sees them too. Untapped, almost forgotten, and hard to find in the deepest crevices of her memory bank. The flicker of a tiny baby coming into this world and taking her first look at the people around her. Her first breath, her first cry and being cradled in the arms mother who gave her life. A little black haired baby with aqua eyes, in a hidden room in a faraway land.

I swallowed before I spoke in one breathe, “FIRE CRACKER” The end.