Intelligence Knot Crystal Tear Novels & Stories

" Even though she was talking but tears kept flowing down through her cheeks like a broken dam, making Ramos sigh helplessly because this girl was so stubborn that even he was nothing in front of him. And now he doesn't even want her to keep crying since the doctor clearly told him to keep her happy. Getting helpless by her tears, Ramos again sighed and said, "Alright....you can come." Hearing him, a bright smile formed upon Crystal's eyes as she couldn't believe he actually said yes! While Ramos took out a tiny gl*ss of liquid from his pocket and gave it to Crystal, "Use this scent to avoid attention and make sure that no one can know our secret, got it?" Crystal was happy that she was goin

“Except him! I have known Aiden all my life! If it was not for you and Daddy, of course, I would have married Aiden ages ago!” “Truly, Crys, just how much do you love him?” Xavier urged, looking at Crystal with one eyebrow raised. “Are you willing to lose your position in the Inquireta for him?” “W—what?! What kind of question is that?!” Inquireta is a subsidiary of Leonidas International which focused on fashion and jewelry. Crystal had been managing it for almost four years. “Aiden and Inquireta, both are mine!” “Your answer is disappointing.”

Leader Lao Camp back to the storage house, the food and drink already prepared. Two lone Hunter speechless see the food in front of their eyes, still hot and the flavour on the air was everywhere, every bite the noddle feel soft and chewy, the taste was very good. Don't mention five years, even one thousand century they will wait, like a couple, only for food. Both of them awaken from slumber and pay twelve Crystal level 1, then drink a cup of Tea, they get unconscious mind again. Lots of the compounds that support health benefits surely go by the wayside when Alchemy turns a dried Crystal, extracts it into a pill, and then into a powder. It's a bad idea to drink artificial tea, two Hunter w

Beneath the calm face, dread and rage were boiling like a storm ready to attack at any moment. “Have you found anything?” My voice sounded hollow to my own ears. “Yes.” The single word chilled me more than the healer’s explanation. Kieran stepped closer to the bed and looked down at Ajax. For a moment, the Alpha mask fell away completely. His fingers hovered above our son’s face but did not quite touch him, as if afraid the contact might worsen whatever unseen battle raged inside that small body. “The crystal was not naturally formed in the meadow,” he continued. “It was carved.”

“This crystal emits a frequency of pure rage. It’s a crude, unrefined emotion. A mess.” She turned her expectant gaze on us. “Harmonize it.” Lyra stood by the sealed entrance, her arms crossed, a silent, grim sentinel. She had brought us here to contain us, but she was now a spectator to our education. Kairi and I looked at each other. We clasped hands, the familiar anchor in this sea of madness. We reached for the connection, for the Constant. The love. We focused on the angry crystal, trying to project peace, calm.

I asked them when a glimpse of a boy surfaced at the back of my head. "Tear mole?" Both Caellum and Vincent mumbled at the same time. "Yes, a tear mole. They erased him from my memories, but they can't control my brain with those drugs. I didn't know if I correctly remembered or not, but I am definitely sure that Liam had a tear mole under his right eye. It was faint at that time, but yes, he has." I explained, based on what surfaced in my mind. "We need to find it then," Caeelum spoke and looked at Vincent.

How would a flower bud trapped inside a solid material bloom? "It does," Paulienne said, smiling at Kiran as she stood next to her. "The crystal also changes color as the petals stretch open. It takes a few weeks to several months, depending on what you wish for. And once it blooms, you have to offer it to the lake as a sign of gratitude." "The lake will cleanse the brooch and return it to its original form," Saia added. Then the artisan would pick it up and sell it to another desperate soul? "A crystal like this," the artisan said, showing Kiran a giant slab of translucent rock. "This crystal is called the Aria's Tears. It can only be found here in the capital and are considered remnants of

I moved toward it instinctively, drawn by its call to my blood. As I approached, the light grew, expanding from a distant pinpoint to a radiant sphere that pushed back the darkness. Within its silver glow, floating in midair, was a teardrop-shaped crystal about the size of my palm—the Lunar Tear. Its surface rippled like liquid mercury, though it maintained its solid form. Within its depths, I could see swirls of moonlight captured in crystal, moving in patterns that mirrored the phases of the moon. "Three tests completed," the voices of the stones announced, now harmonious rather than discordant. "Truth faced. Fear acknowledged. Courage demonstrated."

He nodded slowly. “O-Okay,” he mumbled, unsure what to say. “Good boy.” She smiled then, warm but strange, and pulled something from her pocket. “One more thing.” From her slender fingers dangled a silver chain, on which hung a small purple crystal pendant—teardrop-shaped, with veins of black within it like cracks of lightning. The moment Kael looked at it, he felt something shift in the air, as if the very shadows in the room leaned closer.

All I can do is watch. And it’s torture. Salcom pulls her toward the center of the room where it sits… the real Moon’s Tear . The bottle rests on a pedestal carved from obsidian, its surface smooth but etched with ancient markings that glows faintly, like the sun but not as bright. The Moon's Tear itself is contained in a crystal-clear glass, the liquid inside glowing with an otherworldly light that almost hurts to look at. It’s small, just a vial, really, but it radiates power so immense, so untouchable, it feels like the guards themselves are holding their breath.