Leo Pandora Hearts Novels & Stories

he carried on, but Pandora was unable to look his way. “Pandora, you need to look at the screen,” he called in a softer voice. Pandora closed her eyes and moved her head up, only opening them again when she was sure she was looking at the screen. “What’s that?” she asked, seeing a small dot coming and going. “That’s the baby’s heartbeat.” Dr. Parks grinned and her head snapped in his direction, forgetting all about how she was trying to avoid him. “Really?” she gasped. “My little bean has a heartbeat?” She felt her heart flutter more as she looked at his smile.

A wave of familiarity hit me and I realized this was the Chimera I spoke to inside of Dominik’s glamor. Still not sure how I was able to do that when it was just a glamor, but it had to just be magic. The Chimera walked up to me and then bowed its head. “Pandora.” It said, and then kept walking past me and back into the trees on my other side.

As it ceased, Pandora’s body seemed to emerge in a bright light bed that was floating with delicateness. “Luara, what is happening to my daughter?” Melissa asked me. I turn my head to her to hear a gasp from her. “You’re not Luara, you’re the moon goddess.” I smile in confirmation and put her hand back together with her husband’s hand. I walk to Pandora who is still looking peaceful. I touch the light casing and find out it's more palpable than it looks. "Curious" I comment, looking for some flaw in the light barrier, but to no avail.

Lionra stepped inside, his face holding a thousand secrets. Austin spun around, confronting the young Seer with a barrage of questions that had been building up since the incident at the Ancestors’ altar. “That bracelet. Do you know what really happened?” Austin pointed at the jewelry circling Seara’s wrist. “Why did it react like that to Seara? Explain it briefly!” Lionra let out a long sigh, gazing at the bracelet with a melancholic look. “The bracelet chose Seara because she’s a suitable vessel for the Luna synergy from Lycanisius.”

Crystal whispered in disbelief. Landon smiled and walked closer to her. He gently placed his right hand on her rosy cheek and whispered, "It's real, my queen," as he touched his nose to hers. He then slid his hand down to her palm and intertwined their fingers together. Slowly, he led her towards the center of the beach where the beautiful couple table was set up.

His name was Louis. “ Mama...Please let go of him now...We forgive him...Isn't it, brother?” Nympha said in a soft tone. She pulled his brother's sleeve to respond to her. Daniel glanced at his twin sister and let down his arms. He sighed to release his anger and nodded. Then, the other children also asked for forgiveness. “ We're sorry! Please forgive us!” “ Sure! Let's all be friends!” Nympha said with a jolly face.

Visions flashed in front of Nya’s eyes as she tried to rectify what she’d been seeing for the last several days with the scene before her now. All along, she’d thought she’d been seeing Slate in his dragon form in chains, but that wasn’t what she’d been seeing at all. It was this other dragon, the one rising up in front of her now. He looked anything but happy as his nostrils began to flare, and it was quite obvious this dragon’s duty was to protect the Heart of Magic, which Nya could no longer see as it was hidden behind the dragon’s large back.

The girl came back with our meal and began setting the table. "You can have this ma'am," he bowed and gave me a crown that was handwoven by beautifully selected flowers. "Wow, thanks." I collected it and stared at it with keen interest. "But Why? Why are you offering it to me?" The crown felt light in my hands. "Where I come from, it is believed that this crown fuels love and takes the couple to the next stage." She smiled and spoke like she was remembering a memory. She was about leaving when I called her to wait. "Here, have this." I folded three thousand notes into her hands.

Taking a deep breath, she placed her palm over her heart. A silver light began to form at the spot she touched and a sharp pain ran through her heart. She winced but did not give up. Slowly and steadily, she pulled out a silvery orb which was the size of her palm. A medium sized pearl lay in her hand, shining under the stars. She placed the pearl on his heart and pushed it. “I, Alya, am seeking the blessings of the sea,” she chanted. “Please save the life of the man I have chosen as my mate.”

Maela whispered. Silence. Then she stepped closer to the pedestal and raised one pale hand. A shimmering pool of silver formed in the air between us. And in it, I saw flashes. A war. Not just wolves—but creatures with glowing eyes and scales, beings made of shadow and fire, tearing through forests and skies. And in the center of it all—women with marks across their skin, channeling moons and stars through their veins. Moonbound. One of them looked like me. The vision faded.