Kingdom Hearts 2 Vexen Novels & Stories

“Bring me the Heartstone from the Vault of Lament.” Veyra frowned. “Headmistress,that stone consumes the wielder.” “Then let it consume me,” Morwen snapped. “Because if I don’t break that Door in three nights, Aria will walk through it,and I’ll be nothing but a footnote in her legend.” Veyra left to go and get the Hearthstone. Veyra seems tired of the whole thing already,and now Morwen is getting more powers without involving Veyra. What will happen to Veyra if the war comes?

The words landed heavily. Then the Third Crown pulsed. Truth. God. No. Fair. Absolutely not. Reasonable honestly. Then Ava immediately pointed. Then: "I hate him already." Then Henry adjusted his glasses. Then: "What's his Crown?" Valen's expression darkened. Then: "The Crown of Dominion." Silence. Then Thomas felt something. The First Crown reacted. Authority. The Fourth Crown reacted. Resolve. Then Valen nodded. Then: "The Crown of Dominion is a corrupted twin of your Crown of Authority."

"Please. I just found you. I can't lose you now." I managed a weak smile. "Stubborn wolf. Always telling me what to do." But even as I said it, I felt the mate bond fraying faster. Minutes now, not hours. Through the broken wall, I could see the fight continuing. Thelma had joined Xavier, the twins fighting in perfect synchronization despite the collars limiting their power. But Vex was overwhelming them, her hybrid nature giving her advantages they couldn't match. She moved with vampire speed, struck with wolf strength, and when they cornered her, she threw out her hand and magical energy exploded from her palm, sending both twins flying backward.

“How…? How do I reach my wolf?” “You need to strengthen your mind first,” Vexi said gently. “You doubt yourself. Erase that doubt, and you’ll be able to summon both of us.” Confusion swirled in me. “But how did I reach you? I haven’t even activated my dragon power yet.” “Your refusal to give up led you to me,” she explained. “But you must hurry. I can sense the enemy drawing closer. The moment you awaken your full power, they’ll come for you.”

"I've just seen him at events. He likes attention, not secrets." Her words sounded rehearsed, and a slight tremble betrayed her nerves. Queen Vivian's eyes narrowed as she looked between Aurora and us. “Enough. This is not the time to turn suspicion inward when the threat may lie outside our walls.” Just then, the door opened. A healer entered and bowed nervously. "Your Majesty," he said, holding up a small vial of dark liquid. "We've identified the poison." "What is it?" Mother asked. “A rare extract. Wolfsbane laced with nightshade, refined into a toxin I’ve only ever read of. It’s called Umbral Draught. Only alchemists in the realm would even know how to prepare it.”

I accept this as a draw. "My name," I say, to the table, to the universe at large, "is Sera. Not Serafina, not Seraphina, not Serpentina, not Seraphew. Sera. I have said this approximately one hundred times today and I will continue saying it for as long as necessary."

“As you have already figured out, I am your mysterious benefactor. The entire mess outside would have been easily avoidable had you not let your pride get the better of you. But that is not what’s important here. I am here for an issue I need thoroughly investigated. After all, you hold the most powerful force in this city. You can get the information that no one else can. I need all the information on an accident that happened five years ago outside Creedmoor City Hospital involving a couple named Zach Garrett and his wife Rachel Kent. I need everything you can get on the perpetrators, the masterminds, and anyone else involved in the accident.” “This issue is of utmost importance so no one

The dimly lit bar was a sanctuary for the weary and the wicked alike. The air was thick with the scent of aged whiskey and the low hum of conversation, punctuated by the occasional clink of glasses. Chase Almonte leaned against the polished mahogany counter, swirling the amber liquid in his glass, his mind racing with thoughts of revenge. He had always been a man of ambition, but lately, that ambition had twisted into something darker, fueled by a burning hatred for his niece, Desire.

Apparently, she wasn't really into the whole comforting speech as the tremor in her body didn't change. "I understand why MT gave him the dragons breath… although I am really offended at her for breaking the rules. When poisoned with the devil's vine, the poison first kills the body before the wolf, so giving Checkmate the Dragon's breath was meant to separate the body from the wolf before the poison affects the wolf." "Really? But he woke up and began bleeding." She said. "That must have been a side effect." "So, is he going to be okay?" She asked as a glint of hope appeared in her.

“So Seb has a stepmother?” Zivah shook her head. “That would have been better. It’s his own mother that is a bitch.” “Oh.” I blinked, not knowing what to reply to that. “So she doesn’t like you?” “She doesn’t like Seb.” “Hmm.” I muttered, pretending to understand and analyze the situation. “So if Seb is Cinderella then why don’t you be the Prince Charming?” Zivah pressed her lips into a flat smile. “You see that’s the issue. For me to be the Prince Charming, Cinderella must first leave his shoe behind.”