Fe Sacred Stones Chapters Novels & Stories

It was a stone, smooth and black, with faint red veins running through it. Sasha recoiled the moment her eyes landed on it. “That’s part of the altar.” Alex nodded. “It’s still radiating energy. We think it’s a fragment of whatever Ronan was trying to unleash.” Ethan snatched the stone from Marcus, his eyes narrowing. “Then we destroy it.” “We tried,” Marcus said grimly. “Nothing works. Fire, claws, even explosives. It’s indestructible.” The stone pulsed faintly in Ethan’s hand, and Sasha felt a jolt of recognition. It was calling to her, whispering in a language she didn’t understand but felt deep in her soul. She backed away, shaking her head. “Get it away from me.”

I pressed my palm against the central sigil, feeling the sharp bite as ancient magic sampled my essence. The runes flared once, brilliant as fresh blood, then faded to dull brown as the stone door groaned open. The chamber beyond was larger than I'd expected, its walls lined with hundreds of small alcoves. In each one sat a prayer stone, smooth river rocks carved with intricate symbols that seemed to shift and writhe in the flickering torchlight. I'd heard of such things in the old stories—repositories for final thoughts, last words whispered in moments of despair. The Bloodfang had collected them like trophies, preserving the dying breaths of their victims for reasons that made my stomach t

They were Kin. "It’s not over, Eryx," I whispered, looking at Hope and Leo, who were watching the global light fade into a natural, beautiful dusk. "We’ve woken the world. Now we have to Teach it how to Live." I looked at my hands. The ink was gone. The silver was gone. There was only the Marrow. "The 183rd Chapter is the end of the Rebellion," I declared, my violet-silver eyes locking onto the future. "But it's the First Chapter of the Pack of the World."

Joyce slammed her staff into the earth, the ground erupted, throwing up a wall of jagged rock that smashed the creature into drifting black ash. She lifted both hands and started chanting again. Stones all around us ripped free from the dirt and spun in a wild circle, building a shield. Dark energy crashed against it from every side, screeching like it was furious, I felt the pressure pounding inside my head, trying to crawl into my thoughts. “Don’t listen!” she yelled over the noise. “They feed on your fear!” The farther we went, the worse it got. We finally stepped into a huge stone chamber. Blood-red symbols glowed on the walls, pulsing like a heartbeat. In the center, floating in midair,

We’ve read so many forbidden stories… we’ve come a long way with No Saints! The tension, the sins, the things that shouldn’t happen, but always do. But this chapter is different. This one isn’t forbidden. There’s no hiding, no guilt. Just a husband and his wife. A mate and her Alpha. This scene is taken from my book A luna’s Revenge, and it can be read on its own. To read Alexander and Abigail’s full story, search A luna’s Revenge by Ebi Happy on GoodNovel.

Just as I was about to close the folder and hand it back, a line caught my eye. “We get to share the power of the Sacred Stone.” My hand froze mid-motion. My gaze narrowed, and I leaned closer, re-reading the line to make sure I hadn’t imagined it. The Sacred Stone. Something inside me shifted—like a predator stirring in the dark, catching the scent of prey. My pulse quickened, but my face remained impassive. I turned the page slowly, my eyes darting across the text that detailed the legend. The Sacred Stone. Immense power. The ability to locate any living being, no matter how far or well-hidden.

And if Mara and him thinks the same thing, then it will be easier, but if they doesn't, he's afraid it will be chaotic to the point that he mighy just choose to go back to Eternal and turn his back to Mara and Shane. The scent of the place is too strong to handle, however, they forgot how to even breathe the moment they saw the Thirteen stones in person. Each is connected by a thorny vine and are tainted by blood. Each stones holds a word which may just help them figure out the prophecy and put an end to a soul's loud cries and pleas.

"Marc is attempting something forbidden." At the top of the staircase, we encountered another sealed entrance. This one required no blood—merely my touch caused the stone to slide silently aside, revealing a small antechamber adjacent to the main Sacred Stone chamber. Through a narrow archway, I could see the massive stone itself—a towering monolith of obsidian shot through with veins of silver and blue. And before it stood Marc Stone.

“We need to go back downstairs to the temple. There I can show you everything.” Tru nods, and I lead the way. We make it down to the temple. A dragon’s magic can only unlock it. I touch the stones, and an archway appears in the same glow as the lights. The stone still is present, but I can walk through it now that the archway appears. However, Tru won’t be able to unless I’m touching her. Looking at Tru, I can tell she’s amazed and terrified. “Take my hand.” I extend my hand out to her, but her mind is taking in her surroundings. Feeling pressured for time, I grab her and pull her through the doorway in the stones. Walking in, I pause. There in stone are another fifty dragons. I thought ther

Chapter 76 is the CHAOS WAR! END OF CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE