Korra Opal Novels & Stories

Corinne murmured to the mare, patting her back as she slowly guided her toward the outside of the almost completely deserted barn “This is our chance to prove to everyone that you're not just waiting for the right moment to destroy this entire pack, so make the most of your freedom. Especially since your roommates should be back from pasture in just a few hours, if the plans James told me go as expected.” Snorting almost as if she could understand her advice, Opal trudged to a trough full of water near a tree, drinking there while Corinne finished brushing her back fur, careful not to agitate her by accidentally touching her belly. She was very proud of how Opal had evolved in the last few d

But her reflection smiled. “You’re weakening,” she whispered, though her lips didn’t move. The water rippled with her voice. “You can’t keep fighting what you are.” I stumbled backward, the sound of splashing water breaking the illusion. Edward was at my side instantly. “Kora?” “I saw her,” I whispered. “In the water. She’s closer than before.” Sylra knelt by the stream, examining the surface. “The veil is thinning. She’s breaching through reflections.”

Not that there was any werewolf alive who would ever want to associate with a lying, disloyal mutt. Still, to think out of all wolves, out of all things this mutt could have ever done, this was by far the lowest she could have ever done. ‘Raiha… That damn witch!’ I growled, both mentally and physically. ‘I take some offense to that, you know,’ Kora said, grabbing my attention. ‘Still, I don’t blame you. I’m making my way to the Orestone Pack to see if I can get information about where she is in the human world, or even if they have an idea of where Nex may be. In fact, if there is anything there that belongs to her, while I’m in the kingdom, I’ll see if I can use my witchcraft to pinpoint wh

No way was I letting that happen again. He didn’t push. Just nodded once. “Fine. Kora’s the silver wolf.” I blinked. “That can’t be right.” “It is. Lilith tested her with the flame sapphire. It lit up.” My eyes widened. The flame sapphire didn’t lie, that much I knew from pack lore. It was ancient, infallible. If it glowed for Kora… “Then what’s Kali?” “I don’t know.” Ike’s voice dropped, edged with something uneasy. “And I’m not getting a good feeling about any of this.”

“Well, do they?” Opal is perfectly named. Her alabaster skin is nearly opaque in the glints of sunlight that reach her beneath the parasol one of her maidens is holding above her head. There are three other girls with her, and while they are pretty enough, none of them can hold a candle to Opal. Her raven hair is pulled up in a perfect bun on top of her head, with little curls framing her beautiful face. Her blood red lips give a sort of glowing quality to her sapphire blue eyes. Her eyes are by far the brightest of any vampire I’ve ever seen.

Not wanting to sit down because she had a lot of blood on her, she stood in the living room to open the package before going to shower. “Mission accomplished with success. I did what I agreed to do and bolted out of there when done without even touching ground,” said Coralis as she pulled the gift out of its box. “A katana, how fitting.” “With a gargoyle-shaped handle made of ivory. I bet there are no two katanas like that,” said Frank, watching Coralis burn her fingertips on the blade. “Silver?” “Yes, among other things.” Coralis pulled her hologram out of her cloak and turned it to satellite mode.

He wants his guests to be entertained. "Fuck him." Kora said nonchalantly while grabbing a smoking pipe. The pipe was long and curved, with a long hose. "He has a lot of concubines, yet he takes pleasure in making me look like a fool in front of his guests." Kora started smoking the opium in the pipe, her rosy lips puffing out the smoke. "Queens are not supposed to smoke." Aaram added, picking up a small statue of a knight on a table in the chamber.

Alpha Dillion explains. I watch as Travian looks at Alphas Grayston and Quade. I can tell that they are not sure if they want to tell these wolves exactly what kind of dragon Ty, Reyna, and I are. I let Ty know we could trust them and that they would be good allies. “I am a rare black crystalline opal dragon while my friend Reyna is a rare ammolite dragon. Elayni is a hybrid water. She is part water dragon and part mermaid.” Ty states,

Her heart lifts us all. Sam smiled wide, staff tapping the dirt, pride swelling. “Keep those pups sharp, Lila. You’re doing great.” The air thickened as Elder Cora stepped from a forest path, her cloak trailing, damp with mist. Silver braids gleamed under her hood, her lined face etched with wisdom, eyes distant with vision. Her trembling hands clutched an obsidian amulet, its crescent moon pulsing silver, casting shadows on weathered skin. Mist, her wolf, whispered softly, ethereal and shimmering. Speak true, my heart. They must know the hunger waking.

Velma yelled, but she couldn't hide her smirk. Valko bent toward Opal like a toddler seeking candy. "Do I get good news too?" Opal chuckled and handed him a tiny blue pouch. "Your mate is waiting for you... not very patiently. Bring her something special when you return." "Like what?" he asked. "Tell the mermaid named Mishell at the Whistling Cave that I sent you. She will give you the Glowpearl of Deepwater." "That sounds expensive," Valko whispered, eyes wide.