Crystal From True Blood Mga Nobela at Kwento

I mouthed, trying to reassure her but my quivering lips said otherwise. The first three ladies were all pierced, with their blue blood signifying their lycan heritage. With only I and Steph left, I couldn't help but tremble at the thought of what could befall us. I gulped down an invisible lump in my throat as beads of sweat trickled down my face. “Stretch forth your hand,” Crystal muttered, her eyes glaring daggers at me. With my eyes filled with sorrow, I weakly stretched forth my hand as Crystal's knife pierced it.

I yelled, and she gasped for air but shutting her eyes, she coughed. "Here," she whispered, opening her hand in which the crystal was in but it was no longer transparent but had turned a bright shade of blue, "Go! But where is it all the time." she ordered, "Leave here, now!!" She groaned and I grabbed the crystal from her hand, "Mother?" I called as I began to get down from the bed. "Etta!!" She screamed and her eyes which were once hazel green were crimson red and her upper canines had stretched protruding out of her mouth to form sharp fangs.

“I don’t understand you. You have a god—devilishly handsome and powerful—ready to worship you, yet you crawl back to a mate who wants to kill you.” “Loyalty,” she whispered, forcing her voice steady. “I fell in love, and I made promises. I’ll keep them until my last breath.” He studied her a long moment, then pushed the crystal into her palm. “Maybe that’s what hooks me about you,” he murmured, his grin gone for once. “Your honesty. Your ethics.” He drew out a vial of crimson liquid from his pocket. “My blood. For the ritual.” Darina’s lips trembled into a smile of raw joy, and she threw her arms around him in a hug.

It was the first time I’ll be experiencing how it was to use them. I heard that memory projection crystals are precious to vampires because they contain the very essence of a vampire’s existence. Thus, I said a quick prayer to the Moon Goddess for the soul of these vampires whose last few moments we were about to witness. Then, as Kaist raised his hand to break the crystal, I braced myself. After a loud, crashing sound, a thick, white smoke enveloped us all around. ‘What’s happening,’ Eva asked, panicking a bit, ‘I… I can’t see you, Dahlia!’

The crystal warmed on my chest, pulled from the box, its hum syncing with our gasps. Climax crashed—hers first, walls milking me, my cum spilling hot inside her. But as we peaked, the crystal shattered with a crack like thunder, shards flying. A wail filled the room, spectral—Mira, solidifying from mist, eyes wild. 'Forgive... protect...'

With over 14 points of saturation points, he had sufficient physical strength. He went to his room and open the big freezer and put all the dead bugs inside. That would stop the bodies from rotting before he extracted the usable ingredients from them. He then opened his sling bag and put all the gray-colored crystal on his bed. These soul crystals were the manifestation of the elemental affinity of beasts, the low-level beast in purple-bushes commonly had an affinity to Earth Elements. He had earned 4 gray-crystals from today's scouting. "Ah, Shit... NOT again!" Creed's hair stood up as he noticed something frightening.

Then I closed my eyes and thought about the baby growing inside me. "Raven," Alaric said quietly. "Open your eyes." I opened them and gasped. The crystal was glowing bright gold in my hands. "It's glowing," I whispered. "Yeah it is," Alaric said. "That means the baby has Alpha blood." "Dante's blood," I said feeling tears run down my face. "I was telling the truth this whole time and now I have proof." I stared at the glowing crystal, feeling a mix of emotions I couldn't name. Relief that I finally had proof, anger that I needed proof in the first place, and fear about what would happen next.

NAME: Crystal AGE: 2,500,000 (Untruth); She had been since the time of the First Supreme (True) HEALTH POINTS: *8,000,000/8,000,000 RACE: Human (Untruth); Eternal (Truth) BLOODLINE: Eternal Soul Emperor BLOODLINE RANK: Level 15 LEVEL: Ascension (Level 92.00) POWER LEVEL: *900,350,000,000 WIELDER TYPE: Spiritualist and Energy Wielder SPECIALTY: Wit; Agility; Power GLOWS: Basic Elements Omni-control; Regeneration; Healing

KAYLA. “The crystal is what they call an amethyst, but this one is a little different.” “It could have been doped with something by the witches since a very long time, designed to only recognize the chosen ones” Lucien said and it had been half an hour since we got back home but there was still an arch between my eyes. He’d only come back after wearing on some clothes, more determined to prove all of this to me. But let it be known that, it would take more than a century old book about hybrids and supernatural for it to really sink in.

This one had cost me a fortune and three carefully planned murders to acquire, but it had been worth every drop of blood spilled. Embedded in the siphoner's chest—literally pushed through fur and flesh until it nestled against the ribcage—was a crystal the size of my fist. It glowed with silver light, pulsing in rhythm with the creature's heartbeat. Inside that crystal was everything I needed: Racheal's stolen power, collected drop by precious drop over weeks of carefully administered torture.