Forbidden Weapon Solarite Locations Novels & Stories

K’ Kian was a corrupt, slippery fish who always cleaned up his trail even if he had to cover it up with the blood of others. Mr Tibe was a man — maybe an entity with how hard it was to lay eyes on him — who sold everything illegal, with roots of power embedded so deep in the state, his empire might still be standing after I’d take him down. But that's okay, if I have to cut down every fucking branch myself, then that's what I'll do. I'd already lost someone to that, and while I didn't have any more siblings, I had a mom. And she had friends that had siblings.

"That's our window." "There's a place of power in the neutral territory between our packs," Damien continued. "The Moonstone Altar. It's ancient. Connected to lunar magic. If Thaltos is planning the Harvest, he'll attempt it there." "Then we defend the altar," I said. "Make it a kill zone. Anyone who approaches gets eliminated."

When the iron gates to the lower courtyard creaked open, I stopped. Twenty massive chests. Black iron and silver. Arranged in perfect, terrifying rows. Behind them, ten elite shadow-wraiths. Silent. Waiting. "What is this?" I asked. "A small token of affection, Miss Lumira." Sebastian gestured to the first chest. "Weapons forged in the heart of a dying sun. Armor woven from abyss-spider silk. Specialized tools for shard extraction." I walked to the nearest chest. Sebastian flipped the latch. Inside, resting on crimson velvet: daggers carved from dragon bone. Hilts humming with purple mana-runes.

Red Stars could be obtained from Advanced Source Crystals, so Victor wouldn't feel bad using them to enhance the Ultra-Energy Solar Sword, but Purple Stars were too useful to be wasted like that. "Let's go back." Victor gave the order, and the group set off towards Riverside City. Just as Victor was leading his people back to Riverside, the Jwealins contacted Iroa, a country bordering Hexiom to the southwest.

He needed these powers that he had stolen to be stripped from him, and the only way to strip them was to reverse the spell on the telus. As if Selena knew her words of encouragement worked, she stood giving me space, as I raised my hand with the sunstone in it once again, focusing on the tiny speckle within the center of it, now more than ever wanting to rid it of the darkness that tainted it. The Sunstone was a gift of love to Ambrogio from Selene, and I would be damned if I allowed the heir’s blood to remain within it.

An obsidian stone is inside my seal, and the guards fall over themselves to let us inside once they know who I am. The wall is ridiculously tall, made of thick, reinforced steel. I crane my neck back, move my hair back to see it all. The portly guard pulls a lever, and a portion of it lowers. Clunky and groaning, the ice flys out, the gate forcing its way open. The gate lowers completely, warm water slowly trickles out, and the inside of Estate Eclipse is steaming. I grab onto Dante and he helps me past the blocks of ice until we cross the other side of the gate.

, Leonora stated. Elio got up and went to get his wallet and his car keys. “Come, we’re going to the Oracle now.” Leonora nodded, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and determination. She knew that the only one that they could seek guidance from was the Oracle. She was the only one who could shed light on their daughter’s fate and the mysterious prophecy that seemed to entwine her life with the Moonlit pack.

“Zenith specifically ordered that girl not be harmed.” Keroline’s face twisted with hatred instantly. “That disgusting freak..” “Listen first.” Nikita’s lips slowly curved. “Zenith wants to hand her over to his Beta. As a whore.” Keroline snapped her head towards his mother hearing that. “A whore?” Nikita left the breath she was holding seeing the smile returning to her daughter's face. “We only need to wait a few more days until she turns eighteen.” Her voice darkened sinisterly. “After our purpose is done, I’ll remove her from our lives forever.” Nikita’s eyes dangerously gleamed and it matched the gaze of her daughter's.

💦Eternal Claim💦 Isabella stepped closer, her crimson hair glowing like blood under the moonlight. Her eyes burned with possessive fury as they raked over my naked body, still marked with Lucian’s cum and bite marks. “So this is your new toy,” she purred, voice like poisoned honey. “A warm, fragile little mortal. How quaint.” Lucian’s arms tightened around me like steel bands. His cock was still half-hard against my ass, slick with our combined fluids. “Leave, Isabella. She is under my protection.”