Holy Crystal Novels & Stories

I sighed and told them what the spirit told me. “But why only to Lady Seraphina? The spirit could have just meet Sir Zale, and since he is a water element user, the heir to say the least, why not him?” Asked Notus while looking confused. I sighed and just crouched to be at his eye level. “If the spirit were to summon Zale, then it will just end there. Remember when I said that the vengeance spirit was a fire? It might be a fire spirit that was tainted by some pollution from here.” I explained.

He needed to let them know the details of this mission, or they were likely to fail without the right information. The island wasn’t a place they could just arrive at—there were too many security measures that prevented the outside world from interfering with it. In a way, Karis planned to leave them to make the final call after he explained everything to them. They all paid attention to his words. “In the very beginning, this crystal that y’all see is what’s known as a demon-tier crystal,” Karis explained. This term brought a reaction to Clara and Lina’s faces, but they didn’t say anything.

Peter’s Basilica, the Circle gathered outside a concealed hatch—an entrance known only to select Vatican custodians. Seraphina, cloaked in black, whispered the unlocking chant. Runes glowed silver on the ancient key, and the hatch swung open. Inside lay a labyrinth of crypts and catacombs, lit by torch sconces carved in the shape of cherub wings. At their heart sat the Chalice of Pure Light—a slender silver goblet etched with apocryphal verses claiming it was once used at the Last Supper to amplify divine blessings. Malthea stepped forward. “We must cleanse it first—burn out any Hollow taint.”

Now, as I delve into the obscured pages of our past, I yearn for the secrets they are poised to unveil. Crystal wasn't merely a newfound secret—she was a revelation, an enigma unfurling from the shadows, a compelling entity whose truths had only begun to pierce the surface of our understanding. Her unveiling held the intensity of a cosmic event, leaving a permanent mark upon the fabric of our reality.

"That will bring you forgiveness. Yes. You will have to suck the juice out, um... from the, uh, rod of... holiness." "What's that?" "I'll show you," He said, then laughed in a strange way. "Stay where you are and I'll show you, yes." Heather stayed kneeling, letting out a sigh of relief as Father Bland withdrew his hand back through the hole. She heard a sound like a zipper along with the priest's heavy breathing. She was watching the hole in the dim light when a strange object appeared in it, moving forward. It looked like a sausage, as though it was made of meat, with a shiny dome-like end. She could see a hole in the end of it. It was the weirdest thing she had ever seen.

He opens his palm, revealing four pure white crystals. "Cool!" Samuel says, reaching out to touch one. "These are not toys," Dominic says, his tone more serious. "Here." He hands each of us a stone. "They are clear Quartz crystals and represent all that is good and beautiful in this world. They will make it easier for us to find one another." "How?" I ask, curious. "They are pure energy and will glow." "But won't the demons see them, too?" Samuel interrupts. "No, the crystals only work with positive energy. The demons cannot see their pure light."

"The glasses! Your eyes! Crystal, you have the eyes of a literal angel. Why did you hide this? Why did you let those bitches at the office treat you like a floor mat?" "Because I didn't know who I was, Emily," Crystal said, looking at her reflection one last time. She saw the fire in her own gaze. "But I know now." "The Vales," Emily whispered, realization dawning. "When Ethan sees you... when Savannah sees you... they are going to die. They are going to actually drop dead from regret." "Let them," Crystal said, her voice turning as cold as the diamonds on her vanity. "I spent a year being invisible for Ethan Vale. Now, I'm going to make sure I'm the only thing he sees—and the only thing he

"DO. NOT. MOVE. I need you there as I cast the spell. You're going to be the focus." "Focus?" "The place where all the magic flows." That seems to satisfy her drunken mind so she just nods her head. "Ok." I then begin to walk the circumference of the cathedral. Walking clockwise, I place a candle for each of the four directions. As I make the circuit a second time, I place my most powerful crystals, stones that have been recharging under the full-blood moon, in the spaces between the glowing candles. I then approach Rosie, seated in the center, and hand her the final crystal, a large piece of uncut rose quartz.

She laid down the plans to strengthen their protection against invaders. Alethea is in the balcony of the palace overlooking the center of the place where the mother crystal and baby crystal were laid. The merging of the two crystal represent the unity of Inah and Mira. The crystals emits an even brighter light that surpasses even the daylight in the human world. She is thinking maybe it was like this during the earlier times when the word pollution is not yet discovered.

Soon, James appeared at the city center. He descended from the sky and stood firmly on the ground. At this location, there was an open space. Tall and majestic structures surrounded the area. James looked at his surroundings. Then, he looked straight ahead. An altar stood ahead of the city center. On the altar, a crystal the size of a fist was floating. The crystal was shaped like a rhombus and emitted a white glow. It was dazzling. “This… Is this the Celestial Spirit? One can be the owner of this Celestial Abode and rule this city after obtaining the Celestial Spirit, right?”