Land Of The Lustrous Phos Novels & Stories

She loved chocolates and Marco had given her something to sip on while reading. It was so cruel that everyone around her was so nice to her yet an evil entity named Andreas made sure they didn’t linger around her longer. It was as if he had trapped her in his dark veils. She looked at the bracelet and a smile crept on her face. She liked Elijah. He was kind and oftentimes got her deserts to satisfy her sweet tooth. It wasn’t something that went unnoticed, by now everyone was suspicious as to why Lise ate so less and only munched on macrons or muffins when given to her.

I rub my eyes multiple times, but nothing has changed. Fylakas, the city of Land and Nature is now annihilated. Though our entire city is protected by emerald green, earth barrier, I still can see how her power affects us. Our woodland turns into a pathway to Tartaro. The leaves of the high trees around our city wilts, as our grassland turns like a graveyard due to the innumerable corpse lying around.

The land here had begun to heal after the war, but now patches of grass lay withered again, as if life itself had been drained. Kael approached, armor dusty, expression grim. “It’s just beyond that ridge,” he said, nodding toward a rise of cracked stone. “We kept everyone back.” Verath stepped forward. “Show us.” They climbed the ridge together: Verath, Elara, Kael, and Rowan. On the other side, the earth had split open. At the center of the fissure rose a massive crystal twice the height of a man. It pulsed with deep violet light, veins of black running through it like rot. Dark mist curled from its surface, drifting across the ground and causing nearby plants to crumble.

"You mean she realized she can't breathe in our smoke." Valerius adjusted his spectacles, which were made of thin, gold-tinted quartz. "You have achieved a crude form of atmospheric dominance, yes. You have turned your environment into a weapon of entropy. The South has no desire to govern a wasteland of soot. We propose a boundary. The Glass Mountains shall be the limit. No Northern 'Filth' shall cross into the Sunlands, and no Southern 'Radiance' shall descend upon this valley." "And the people you turned to porcelain?" Lucas demanded, standing up. "The ones standing in our plaza right now, frozen in your 'Joy'?"

I couldn’t! When the final verse left my lips, the ground hummed beneath my feet, and a breathless silence fell over the forest. Slowly a golden, sparkling dome completed itself over the entire Lycan territory. It arched high into the sky, seamless and radiant, threaded with ancient runes that pulsed like a living heartbeat. Our home was sealed with Lunaris aura! For a moment, I simply stared at the doom that disappeared in the air, chest heaving, pride blooming painfully behind my ribs.

The fields were an array of colors; some were green, some were yellow with rapeseed plants, and some were filled with purple, red, and blue flowers. Behind me, a humongous palace was towering towards the sky. It honestly looked like it was made out of gold. The three towers were so tall, they could touch the sun and get some of their color from it. All around it was an array of different gardens, one with a large greenhouse where there were a litter of beds to grow different vegetables. There was one with a labyrinth so low it wasn’t meant to be one to get lost in, but simply one to enjoy to reach the fountain inside of it. “Finally, you’re here.” The dark, rumbling voice that came from him

His hand halts at my intimate area, and the toy smoothly slides inside. My moans intensify as I teeter on the ropes, the leather from his gloves caressing my skin. I moan, feeling myself nearing the edge. I should say 'Blue', according to the rules, but a rebellious desire whispers against following them. Not only would breaking the rules incur punishments, but he might cease the entire session. "Blue", I utter, my body racing towards climax. His hand withdraws the toy, and he stops all contact, leaving my body suspended on the precipice. Gradually, the heightened sensations begin to recede.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

First Quarter Chapter Sixty-Four: Another Secret of the World Her steps echoed on the silent path of the stairs. She used a glowing crystal to light up her path and supported her every step with the cold wall. The wall was slightly damp, maybe because vines were crawling on it. Despite the lack of light, flowers were growing on the thick, green vines. Mallory stepped, guided by the voices of the plants. [Slowly, you’ll get there.] [Just walk down. Everything’s going to be fine.]