Glitter Force Peace Novels & Stories

"The Kyoto Accord believes that humanity is a discordance. They want Grace to sit at the center of this organ. They want her to sing the 'Silence' into the earth. It will send a pulse through the limestone veins of the continent, putting every Lu-Sheng asset into a state of permanent, peaceful suspension." "You'll turn millions of people into statues," Panni said, her voice trembling. "I will turn them into a garden," Jian corrected. "And in exchange, I will give you Jinyan. I will release the neural locks. I will let you take him back to your mountains. You will have your 'Sweet Love,' Panni. But the world will belong to the Silence." "Mama... no..." Grace’s eyes fluttered open. The gold wa

The silver glow resisted at first, flickering a bit, like it did not understand the request. “Easy,” Storm warned. "You are acting like you want to fight.” “I’m not...” “You are.” I let out an exhale through my nose and forced myself to loosen my shoulders, my jaw, and then my hands. The light responded immediately, drawing inward, compacting until it hovered just above my palms. It hummed from within me. "Oh." Storm’s lips parted slightly. “By the Goddess…” I shot her a glare. "Don't." She cleared her throat. “Fine. Focus.”

Our magic is not woven for war, but for peace and prosperity. If my descendants ever find themselves lost in the dark again, I pray this barrier will remember what it means to stand in the light. Our enemies scream in frustration and pain. Our barrier has pushed them all outside of our dome of perfect peace. They see it, strike it, throw their magic, their arrows, their rage at the glowing shield, but it holds. They beat their fists against it. They cast darkness, summon storms, call forth every monstrous creature they can, but none of it passes through. The barrier does not waver, and it never will.

Gladdis preferred it that way, everyone should feel a little bit of both during an encounter with her. “Ah!” Gladdis tutted, clasping onto something in her bag. “There they are.” She muttered, mainly to herself. She set her bag to the side, before placing several bracelets along the desk worktop. Everyone’s eyes landed on the beaded bracelets, only adding to their silent confusion. The bracelets were gold chains laced with beaded black tourmaline crystals all the way around. “Alright,” Gladdis clapped her hands together. “Maddie and I have enchanted these bracelets for you to wear. Whilst you have these on your scent won’t be traceable, giving you an advantage to ambush Zion.”

He said. His words broke my heart, was he about to reject me? He dare not. “I have no time to face all this, about the mating bond it can be dissolved. But not now, all I care about is getting my revenge. I would avenge the death of my parents at all cost. If I have to die to get that done, then so be it.” I said, every word I said was filled with determination. It’s a promise I was making to myself, I would get stronger and kill everyone, and I wouldn’t leave a soul.

The troops look to Zilver, ready to follow his lead, knowing that their mission has taken on new meaning with the promise he made to Lily and their unborn child. Zilver became focused. “Alright, everyone. Let's proceed with the negotiations. We aim for a peaceful resolution, but we stand ready to defend our pack if necessary.” As they move forward, the forest border once again becomes a place of tension and uncertainty, but this time, there's an added layer of determination and hope, fueled by the promise Zilver made to the woman he loves.

We shared stories of our own undertakings and the minutes when we had confronted strife and ultimately found adjust, uncovering the excellence of solidarity and agreement. As we associated with the Shade of Disharmony and made a difference it got the significance of adjusting inside the gems, its shadowy frame started to melt away. The stolen brilliance returned to the gems, each one gleaming with reestablished brilliance. The Shade of Disharmony's pernicious pith disseminated, clearing out Lumina Crests washed within the brilliance of its namesake. The Lumina Forgers accumulated around us, appreciation and alleviation shining in their eyes. "You've reestablished the brilliant adjustment of

Humans were never able to discover how we communicated in the old wars, so I had no fear of them being able to intercept the message. “Okay I feel like this is a good enough spot.” I looked at Lucas, not helping the smile that appeared on my face as I looked at his handsome face. “Can you please materialize the camera for Libby to hijack and some lights?” I asked him. He smiled back and held his hands out having the camera materialize in them. He handed it to Libby and then placed his hands on the ground materializing lights on their stands. “Tristan power please.” I asked. He reached over Lucas’ shoulder placing his index finger on the lights and powering them on. “Thank you. Everyone ready

"Don't do this. Don't leave me alone with the silence." She held her son in one arm and reached out to the statue with the other. Suddenly, the obsidian tooth necklace around her neck began to glow with a faint, rhythmic violet light. The "Spark of Rebellion"—the final gift of the Star-Born lineage—was waking up. A low, melodic vibration began to hum from the ruins of the ziggurat. It wasn't the Creator. It was the Earth. The "Blackwood" and the "Silver Peaks" were calling their children home.

My frustration seemed to disappear. “Now she’s ready Jack.” He nodded at Marie and then looked at me. “This will be a long story.” Curiosity started to overwhelm me, so I nodded, waiting for him to start. “Okay, this story goes back to almost a thousand years ago when every land was at peace. Every race and creature treated one another like brothers, except for one. The Miock council believed that they should overpower all the lands because we were fools to think peace would last forever. Miocks are basically human, but they’re marked with a unique design decorated throughout their skin from a very powerful dark force deep within the depths of the world. They are strong and think very little