Intelligence Knot Crystal Tear Novels & Stories

Too close. Kael straightened, every sense alive. “They’ve picked up our trail.” “We can’t keep running,” Aria said, frustration edging her voice. “There has to be a way to fight them.” “There is,” he replied. “But it’s not one you’ll like.” He drew from his coat a shard—one of Raviel’s parting gifts, etched with curling sigils that shimmered faintly in the firelight. “Raviel said it’s a tether crystal,” Kael explained. “It can amplify or sever magical bonds for a short time.”

“The Moon Tears.” Sungur leaned forward in his seat, his lips peeling back in a snarl. “How do you know about Moon Tears?! Do you know that they're Korendorr's greatest treasure?!” I sucked in a breath, preparing my answer, but Torin said before I could. “We told Kaira about the crystals.” “Beta Torin…” Garbhan nervously worked his jaw, his face red from anger. “What you did could bring a disaster on all of us!”

"That was the point." I reached into my pocket and pulled out a small leather bag. Inside were five stones—clear crystals with swirling blue cores. "Moon tears," Celeste gasped. "They're incredibly rare!" "And the only thing that can counter The Mother's black stone," I explained, giving one to each twin. "When she tries to possess you, these will protect your minds." Orion turned the rock in his hand. "You knew this would happen. You knew about us." "I've known since before you were born," I admitted.

It isn't just pain—it’s a localized short-circuit of my nervous system. I catch the marble wall, my knuckles turning white as I fight the gray wash threatening my vision. 3-2-1. Ground yourself. You are a blade. You are a tool. Tools don’t feel the forge. I scrub the silk robe in the sink, watching the water swirl into a sickly, shimmering violet. It isn’t blood. It’s a chemical byproduct of the DNA Key, high-yield and heavy. Leo was right. I’m not carrying an heir. I’m carrying a payload that’s starting to bleed into the environment.

The violet light from his eyes pierced the gloom, revealing the prize we had come for. Hidden behind a waterfall of corrupted, black water was a massive, ancient Ziggurat made of seamless obsidian. It was pulsing with a heartbeat of pure anti-light. The first Tether. "Knock knock," Killian whispered.

she urged. “It’ll be much more effective if you take them here inside the Healing Herb Garden.” She carefully brought out the crystal container that held the Sacred Tears and handed it to me. “You’re really giving this to me?” I asked, still unable to hide my surprise. This was no ordinary treasure. It was a priceless spiritual essence condensed from an ancient beast that had already cultivated to the point of assuming human form. One had to understand… An ancient beast had to survive for over ten thousand years before developing true intelligence and awakening its spiritual senses.

I said. "Good." Liora reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a small glass vial. Empty. "One more thing. I lied about the f*e. There's a material component." She held up the vial. "One tear. From each of you. Freely given, after the deal is struck. Not grief tears. Not pain tears. The kind that come when you've been holding something for a very long time and you finally put it down." She set the vial on the bedside table and stepped back.

If only he knew it, he seethed, and he would have long tried to take it himself! Her hands weaved quickly to perform several hand seals. The Lovesickness Tear and the Lotus seed rose into the air, hovering and bobbing lazily in midair as if being caught in an invisible wave. With her True Energy as catalyst, the energies of the Seed was funneled into the Tear. The Tear looked more lucid and limpid by the second, as tongues of aura in gaseous form, pure and hallowed, swirled lazily around, interweaving with tendrils of mists curling around in its midst and the Seed was shrinking at a noticeable rate.

It was then that all her memories of before came tumbling in her head. Her body then slides down to the white-tiled that was floor of the bathroom. Her head resting on the cabinet that the sink was in. she began to cry hot and angry tears. But what is done is done. Plus it was only time before he would have claimed her anyways. But still, she had hoped that they could start an actual relationship beforehand.

Her head spun, and her body began to tremble. "No, it can’t be," she mumbled. Tears don't waste their chance of caressing her cheeks. "I’m sorry," the doctor replied softly. Crystal looked at Chloe, who was now rubbing her eyes in a futile attempt to see clearly. A tear slipped down Crystal’s cheek as she struggled to process the devastating news. Crystal did not need the doctor to explain alkaline to her. Her brain almost shut just thinking of where to find donors for her daughter's cornea transplant.