Elysia Honkai Novels & Stories

"In Elysia, there are humans and mystique practitioners, along with countless other beings of greater power. The power levels there are Muasasa, Chrysopoeia, Nascens, Trance, Avocatio, Fusion, and Essedum. "While you possess a golden orb, Chyrospoeia is considered a beginner's level there. To rank up, one must endure and survive Thunder Raid each time, achieving complete enlightenment only after surviving 81 Raids. "A true mystique can traverse planets, swallow suns and moons, lounge on galaxies, manipulate planets, and go wherever they desire. They possess a broader perspective than you guys! "Although leaving this world without a golden orb would be challenging due to dimensional torsion,

“Mother, allow me to introduce Elyssa.” Elyssa’s eyes hardened as she held Victoria Callisto’s gaze. She was the Luna of the Callisto pack and Peskington. “She is absolutely gorgeous, Lucian. If I didn't know better, I'd think she was an azure. She should be up there with unmated females.” Victoria stroked Elyssa’s hair as she examined her. “To which family do you belong, dear?” “She stays with me, mother. She is not without a mate,” Lucian returned quietly.

I lament almost in tears. My mother holds me by the arm and leads me to one of the sofas where we both sit on it and she gives me a critical look. "When you mindlinked me earlier about your sudden visit, I knew there was something. Talk to me honey, what's going on over there?" "Mum, it's Cassie. Cassie is trying to steal Elijah from me" "Who the hell is Cassie?" "Cassie, the Alpha of the West Wing Pack. She is Elijah's mate and she lives with us in the castle. She is trying to take Elijah away from me"

Elisia bit her lips and then sat down on the floor, helplessly. ****************************** Reader's Guide: Elysian Elders - an organization consisting of all representative of the clans of different creatures living in Terra. Wolfsbane - a purple poisonous plant used to kill werewolves.

No one really knows the real identities of Gab and Vano. "No?" Clarissa made sure. "Well, Gab looks really weird and suspicious!" I shouted quickly. "Ah, I also feel that there is something strange about that guy! He really likes to eat and always obeys Kenan! Do you think he's the maid's daughter at Kenan's house or something?" Clarisa drew closer to me and asked with her eyes wide open. Seriously! "That's not it; I mean, he looks like a very annoying playboy!" I pushed Clarisa's body away from me.

cried Price. “Language!” Amy and I chided him at the same time. Isaac faced me with an incredulous frown. “C’mon.” I produced my phone, where I had downloaded Trisha’s SLS app, and looked up at the couch. “May I, ma’am?” “Show him,” the phone app replied, giving the Haunters a good start. “Thank you.” I opened the app and let Isaac see my screen. The sticks showed Ann sitting on the couch, with Edward and Joseph standing behind her like soldiers.

Core. Inside were six suspended tanks. Five were shattered. The sixth still glowed. Inside floated a girl who looked just like Evryn—except her hair was silver, and her eyes glowed violet. The nameplate read: E.V.E.R. SUBJECT 01 – ELAIA. Suddenly, Vale’s voice boomed through the speakers. “Now you understand. You were the prototype, Evryn. But Elaia is the final form.” The tank hissed. Elaia’s eyes opened.

"She's shaking the entire house!" A deep growl rumbled from the child’s throat as she stepped forward. Her red eyes glowed ominously. "Mommy! Remember me!" Elysia’s lips parted as recognition finally hit her. She slowly looked Ruby up and down, taking in her small frame, the familiar aura, and those deep crimson eyes that mirrored Hades’. "Crimson eyes… that adorable face…" Hades scoffed. "Adorable? She’s far from adorable—" "Dragon?" Ruby grinned, nodding eagerly. "Yuppie! Mommy, you remember me, right?"

The truth burns: the Herald is Elara’s kin, corrupted by betrayal, seeking to unmake her legacy. Kalia’s orb sparks, her aura flaring, her eyes distant, a vision seizing her. “Aelys!” she gasps, “the Herald—it’s gathering relics on a rift-torn world, unraveling the Veil!” Her relic pulses, the Herald’s hymn echoing: “Lumora falls, child—your cosmos is mine.” The archive trembles, void-wraiths breaching the dome, their claws slashing. I shield Kalia, my blade striking a wraith, my hymn faltering, my mortal heart straining. The relic’s hymn surges, its starlight wounding me, pain erupting, Lena’s spark flickering. “Aelys!” Kalia cries, her orb flaring, her hymn unsteady but fierce, felling a w

Her wolf—silent since her rebirth—stirred within her chest, a sharp tug in her gut making her freeze. Kaelion felt it too. He turned his head. From the shadows of the trees, a figure emerged. Long black cloak. Blonde hair twisted elegantly. Eyes like sharpened ice. Selene. “Isn’t this adorable?” Selene drawled, her voice echoing mockingly across the clearing. “A private date? A secret place? And no invitation for me?” Kaelion stiffened. “Selene, what are you doing here?” Seraphina turned slowly, her face the perfect portrait of surprised confusion—but her eyes burned with unspoken rage.