Crypto X Wraith Novels & Stories

The air was still cold, the temperature having dropped significantly due to the Echo Wraith. The Echo Wraith is a haunting presence within the Cavern of Eternal Echoes, a place known for its labyrinthine complexity and the disturbing resonance of every sound. It glides silently through the caverns, leaving behind a trail of maddening echoes. These echoes are warped, amplified distortions that play on the deepest insecurities and fears of those who hear them. They take on the voices of the damned, whispering hidden regrets and unconfessed sins, often blending them with a cacophony of falsehoods to disorient and unsettle their victims.

Frozen, Anita stepped next to him. The speaker went on to say, "You have been excellent players." "But regrettably, you've advanced to the point in the game where you have to make sacrifices." The camera panned. In the corner sat a young woman. Eyes wide. Cover her mouth with duct tape. Talia. Anita let out a gasp. "Your assistant is that—" "She's not just that," Nathan whispered. One of our cyber leads is her. The system is what they desire. As though listening to them, the voice responded, "Exactly." "Mr. Grant, you have three hours. Give up your encrypted WraithNet vault access, or they will all perish. The screen went dark. Patricia was grinning once more already. "I told you. It had not

I poured the rage into the wires. The monitors in the room didn't just flicker; they detonated. A wave of violet static washed over the racks, the code—Kael’s ancient Moon Pack cipher—bleeding into the Council’s encrypted stream. I wasn't just erasing their access; I was rewriting their history. I was replacing the "White Wolf’s Death Warrant" with a new line of code: [SUBJECT: THE PHOENIX. STATUS: SOVEREIGN. ACCESS: DENIED.]

She explained, "Ms. Sloan, we've reviewed the footage of Celia's kidnapping and can confirm that it was the work of the Wraiths, a criminal organization that targets promising children from all over the world. "Some of these children are sent for special training, while some are given to powerful people with… perverse preferences…" "The Wraiths?" Roxy was utterly clueless. "Ms. Sloan, I'm telling you this because I want to stop you from resorting to useless actions. If you make a public announcement offering a reward, you'll only make matters worse. "The Wraiths are notorious for being a bloodthirsty bunch. You might very well force them into killing your daughter to cover their tracks!"

The Wraith will take everything you love! Kael jumped right next to me. His amber eyes were mean, and his claws tore through the shadows. Thorne cut down from above, creating a bright glow in the darkness. At the same time, Draven came out of the darkness and lined up his arcs of dark blue light with mine. We all launched an attack at the same time, and every link, heartbeat, and pulse joined to form a single force that could not be stopped. Then I saw it: a flash, a glimmer inside the Wraith, a design that was hidden by the shadows all around it. A long-lost secret.

"It’s the only way, Lixie! If the kinetic field drops to zero, the wraith loses its anchor. The Mother-Key will shatter. The pressure will vent through the secondary tunnels instead of the city!" "I will find another way," Félix growled, his emerald aura flaring with a dark, terrifying protectiveness. He stepped between me and the wraith again, his daggers glowing with a green fire. "I didn't save you from a hundred deaths just to let you kill yourself for a city of strangers!" "They aren't strangers, Félix! They're our pack! Lyra and Caelum are in this city!" The Wraith raised the crystal, and the mountain let out a roar that knocked us both to our knees. The ground beneath the Spire began

"Wraiths cannot be killed. It's a huge form of shadow taking a physical gait. It has no flesh or blood whatsoever. The best you can do is make it vanish." She stood up from the bed's edge, pacing around the room. "So how, how can we make it vanish?." "The three T's." "The three what?" He walked towards her and kept his arms on her sides. Trapping her between his arms. His grey eyes looking brighter from up close. Like a thunderstorm. "Track. Trap. Terminate."

“Without this pack, Ronan, you’re nothing. Nothing but the scared little boy I saved from the pit. All the money you have would be gone in the snap of a finger–my fingers, and then what?” “Let me worry about that.” Wraith answered. But I knew one thing: Wraith’s wealth wasn’t tied to this pack; he hardly made any use of pack money, but of course, Rex didn’t know that. “Accept my resignation, and I’ll be gone.” Rex ran a hand through his hair, a smile spreading over his lips. “Beta Ronan Wraith, I do not accept your resignation. That means you’re still my beta and would be for as long as I say so.”

"Kalyssa, talk to me!" "I'm trying, but all you want to do is yell!" I set the grimoire on the counter so nothing would happen to it. He pinched the bridge of his nose to calm himself. Then he looked into my eyes, his lips forming a straight line. "Kalyssa, I understand that you want to know more about your people. But maybe he's not who he says he is." "Xander—" "Kalyssa, think about it!" He let out a long, calming breath. "He just shows up here and says he's an Arctic Wolf-Witch Hybrid! With everything that's going on with Balista right now, it just seems a bit too convenient for me."

Cynth frowned and took a significant step away from Sethlzaar, leaving his hand hanging in the air. He watched Wraith with a caution, but there was pity in his voice when he spoke, not fear. “Lire wolves,” he said. “Loyal to a fault.” Wraith stalked over to Sethlzaar’s side, never taking its eyes off Cynth. The old man took another deliberate step back, and stopped there. When he spoke again it was decisive. “You cannot follow me, child.” His age poured out of the words. “It seems your wolf will not allow it.”