Korra Opal Novels & Stories

Meanwhile, Alpha Galen was trying to change his clothes when Kora stepped out with a dagger in her hand, stabbing Alpha Galen repeatedly. Alpha Galen groaned in pain as he tried to grasp for breath, staring at Kora. She injected him with a potion that she got from Allen. The potion was made to keep him alive until his head had been separated from his body. "Kora, Kora," Alpha Galen stuttered as he tried to hold his bleeding, but he couldn't. Kora dragged him down to the throne room, where Ramona and Felicity were bound on their knees by her men.

“I had this custom made.” Her breath was caught as her mouth opened and shut but nothing came out. With shaking hands, Ivory took the box from me and opened it. It was a three karat Opal stone shaped in an oval. It sat on a skinny platinum band. “Oh my.” “It reminds me of your eyes when you use your powers. All those colors yet still so white.” “This is so beautiful.” I watched a stray tear fall down her face. Before her hands could drop it. I took the ring out of the box and placed it on her finger. I had to guess the size and I think I got it right. Ivory held her hand out for her to see. The moon light reflected off it nicely.

With one last ice-cold stare, Liora turned and walked away, her silver gown shimmering under the moon. Korra stood frozen, breathing hard, the world spinning beneath her feet. Kael’s taste was still on her lips…and now…so was doubt and fear.

Something gave me a bad feeling about her offer, even when she had not made a deal with us. She cleared her throat and spoke in a calm voice, her pale face slowly returning to its normal color. “There are a few things that I will need,” She paused and looked towards Kelly. “But all, except one, can be found in the realm of the Sirens. Especially the opal coral. It's rare and difficult to find, but if we need a complete cure for Oliver, we have to get it. If you want a temporary healing, then, you can find any type of coral, and I will get to work almost immediately.” Kelly nodded earnestly. “I will find it! I will bring it back.”

We enter a large cavern and spread out around the perimeter as we look upon the object that stands tall at the heart of the cavern. Standing at 20 feet tall is a monolithic crystal floating just a few feet off the ground. Inside the crystal is a kaleidoscope of moving colours the likes of which don’t exist anywhere on earth. The colours move and swirl around inside the crystal in a constant state of motion. This is the Orraikam, the single most powerful and valued object to ever exist. The Orraikam is pure preserved magic, and we were tasked by our mother long ago to protect it from any who would wish to steal or destroy it, and until now we hadn’t failed in that task. “Does anyone see or sc

Like I wasn't enough. Korra stood behind me for a moment, her presence calm, and grounded as she placed her arm against my shoulder. “If you must get this right," she began, slowly walking up in front of me and reaching for the box in my hand. "The crystal doesn’t respond to control. You must be still and let it find you,” she said, as she gently placed the crystal on a footstool in front of the litted altar. I huffed, easing the tension in my shoulder, and dropped to my knee, my eyes fixed with so much determination on the crystal.

Korra finishes. We hike for what feels like hours. The trees never thin. There’s no path. Just endless green, endless dark. The group is exhausted, wounded, barely hanging on. We’ve got people from different packs, different generations—none of them familiar with the terrain. Then— Movement ahead. Korra raises a hand and everyone stops. I creep forward with her. Just a few feet through the brush, we see her. A woman. Standing alone. She’s cloaked in dark green fabric, braided leather wrapped around her arms and waist. Her hair is silver—not grey, but shimmering, like moonlight. She stands barefoot in the dirt, completely unafraid of us.

Malia of Silvermoon POV "Cora, keep your mouth shut!" Lydia Hale laughs, her fingers brushing my arm. "Her heavy front is a gift from the Moon Goddess. We cannot make them smaller. Dr. Hale, you have no idea how soft they feel when a she-wolf uses them for a pillow." Cora Hale's cheeks burn bright red as she snaps, "Lydia, silence your wolf!" She cuts her yellow eyes back to me and growls, "Fine. I will trust your healing hands this once, rogue. Now, how do you plan to open my blocked body?"

Kora said. "What do I do?" I asked. "You destroy the ring and you fight back with everything that you've got. He won't stop coming for you. Protect yourself." She said. "I will." I said. I threw the ring on the ground and I managed to get up, with a lot less pain for some reason, and I stood on the ring. Crushing the opal and making sure that it can't be put back together again. Kora then started walking towards me, slowly. I trusted her.

Omega Nora proposed. “They are herbs that will help Luna heal faster. And I can only find them at the Crimson Stone pack.” Omega Nora informed me and I nodded my head. “Aaahhh!” The slashing sound and screams of Beta Gerald and Gamma Ben filled the basement as the floor flooded with their blood. Their cut off hands littered the floor oozing blood while they groaned in pain. “Hmmm…” Alicia made a stifled sound. “Take them away, their cries disturb Alicia's peace” I ordered my beta, Collin