Jewel Shards Inuyasha Novels & Stories

Narine flew out of Anwen’s pocket. She looked at the big rock that Aathreya often sat on to meditate, but the wizard was nowhere to be seen right now. Meanwhile, Anwen noticed the crystal shards around her feet. She bent down and picked up one. Then, she studied it closely. “Hei, Narine, look at this,” she said. Narine immediately turned around, following Anwen’s words. She was shocked to see the thing in the human girl’s hand. “This is…. The Crystal shard.”

“I… found something. In the alley, after the fight.” Levin’s eyes narrow. “Show me.” Jerry hesitates, then pulls out the bloodstone shard. It glows crimson, pulsing faintly. I feel its power, even in my coma, like a heartbeat calling to me. Levin’s breath catches. “You’ve been carrying this?” he asks, voice low. “Damon’s tearing the city apart for it.” “I didn’t know what it was,” Jerry says, his voice breaking. “I just… took it.”

“They couldn’t Turn me. I’m a werewolf. They wanted me because I killed her Sire’s Sire. And, look, send us away, both of us, if you want but this is Gabriella Agua, she’s a Seer, she was a prisoner of the vampires and she’s got nowhere safe to go.” “Wait there.” Shelley closes the door in our faces. Jade’s looking upset. She’s going to have a lot to process. There’s nothing I can think of to say that will help. Shelley isn’t long, and she opens the door again holding a mirror and three necklaces. She fiddles with the mirror, angling it so it reflects her and the area outside her front door. The nods, then holds the three necklaces out through the doorway. They’re simple cords with crystal p

Lysandra, gracefully weaving through the battlefield, whispered into the wind, "We must find the shard's resonance. Let it guide us." As the guardians battled on, Sasha felt a pull, a gentle tug at the core of her being. Holding the timepiece close, its glow began to resonate with a distant, shimmering light. "There!" she exclaimed, pointing towards a confluence of strands, where a radiant shard floated, held in place by the very fabric of the Nexus. Alec, fending off multiple apparitions with deft swordplay, shouted, "We must push through, together! That shard is our key."

Usually it was Yao's temper they had to worry about. She started marching towards the Arbiter but was stopped by the guards, though only temporarily. Security was so focused on gold that it didn't bother with gems. And almost everyone in attendance carried a weapon for Nina. With a swift motion of her hand, the men were ripped away by the jewels they wore. There was no negotiation in her mind.

she shouted, her gray eyes fierce, her love for Dad fueling her. Jace cursed, dodging a drone’s laser, blood dripping from his arm. “He’s got the shard!” he yelled, his voice tight. Dax growled, tackling a guard, his fur bristling. “We’ll get it back!” he said, his eyes sharp, guarding Lana. I channeled the moonstone, its power surging, my aura blazing to track Rhea’s scent. Pain seared my chest, but I pushed through, my hack disabling another trap.

His crimson mark glowed brighter, his bond flickering. Aria’s claws burned, her vision blurring. She saw the truth: the shard was the Goddess’s heart, and their bond was its key. Breaking it meant killing the Goddess, but saving it meant feeding the Abyss. There was no winning.“ Lunara sanguis,” she whispered, her blood dripping onto the shard. Light exploded, crimson and blinding. The shard cracked, the rift shaking. The shadow screamed, its form dissolving, but the crimson wolves surged, their eyes locked on Kael.

Power made flesh. "You carry what was never meant to survive," she said calmly. My throat tightened. "Are you the prophecy?" Her head tilted. "I’m what follows it. And you... you are the fracture." She raised her hand, and without touching me, the shard unlatched from my belt. It hovered between us, glowing, pulsing, humming like it remembered her. Then it cracked again deep, final. Agony tore through me. I screamed. Not from pain, but from recognition.

"When Jade's team fails, maybe we'll pick up the pieces." The werewolf said nothing. But his gaze lingered on Lysar like a silent plea. One Lysar ignored with the same ease she'd ignore a falling leaf. She had bigger games to play. Games that involved shattering Jade Ishola into dust. And maybe—if the gods were kind—watching her drown in the forest long before Kreel. :~*~: - Meanwhile — Jade's POV - Sweat clung to my skin under the mask. My back ached. My legs burned. But I didn’t slow. I couldn’t.

Quinn’s POV The room around us at that moment felt like it began to swirl, as if a baby tornado was rising from the debris beneath our feet, levitating the million little pieces of the moonstone in the air. Lyra at that moment took a step back, dropping the stone that she had crushed the moonstone with from in her hand, as she stared on with me, watching the display of power before our eyes, releasing from the shattered moonstone.