Lingering Will Keyblade Novels & Stories

I sent him a glare while Kato growled by the fact that he was right even though he so badly wanted it to be false. "Lyra must sure have a good taste then" Clause adds pushing me to the edge. I cursed launching at him but he was quick to dodge laughing even harder. "Easy there" Axel I terferes with a smirk dangling on his lips. It's official, I want to murder my brothers. "You better start explaining" Clause states as the laughs die down. I sent him yet another glare already seeing this coming. As much as I hate it, they knew me too well and they could tell if something was up and even sometimes tried to figure it out before I could even voice it out.

The purple light in the walls flared, burning so bright it turned the library a blinding, painful white. “Phase Six,” the boy announced, his child’s voice booming in their minds. “The Joining.” He held out a small, perfect hand toward Lucas. And in Lucas’s pocket, the old black key their last weapon began to burn. A searing heat shot through the fabric. Lucas yelled, grabbing at it, dropping it to the floor with a clatter. The boy didn’t touch it. He just looked. And the metal key melted into a sad, silver puddle on the floor.

Now, only power spoke. Gloria knelt first, laying a talon-shaped blade across her knees. Its hilt was carved from bone that pulsed faintly in the darkness, like a heartbeat echoing through the ground. The air grew colder around her, coiling like serpents, and her lips moved without sound. The frost crawling along her skin wasn’t entirely natural; it was the blade calling to her, the spirits whispering their obedience.

“I forgive all your mistakes. But I won’t let this mistake keep getting passed down.” A golden light emanated from Lilith’s body. The crescent moon pendant around her neck shone brilliantly. The black key they had found earlier also floated out of Lucas’s pocket. It transformed into a silver dagger engraved with their clan’s emblem. Ingrid smiled, deeply moved. “That is the true Blood Key.” Margaux screamed in rage. “No!” She lunged at Lilith. Lucas immediately stepped in to block her. The final transformation forced Lucas to his knees. “Lucas!” Lilith shouted.

Seraphina stood over him, her hand on his head, her black nails drawing blood from his scalp. "The Wolf sleeps," she whispered in the vision. Lucian looked up. His amethyst eyes were leaking black ink. He held something in his hand. The Lunar Dagger. But it wasn't gold. It was stained. Drenched in a thick, slow-moving red. "And the Muse?" Lucian asked. His voice sounded like it was coming from the bottom of a well. "The Muse will be the battery," Seraphina said. She smiled. Her teeth were gone. Only jagged bone remained. "The child will be the key. We will drain the Ridge until the trees turn to salt. And Kaelor will watch from the spikes."

“Why should we let you stand with us? You’ve lied to us more times than I can count.” Kieran didn’t say anything. “Because I’m the only one who knows how she’ll break the seal.” I held up a hand before Kael could retort. “How?” Kieran’s eyes moved to the mirror. “She won’t use your blood.” My stomach dropped. “What?” “She found another Key,” he said. “Not a true one but close enough. A bloodline echo. One of the first-years. Lora.” Elian became angry. “Lora? She’s just twelve.”

"It would have been simpler to lop the heads off of dissenters than take in an outcast and train her to slit throats in the dark." "Careful Lycan Lord." Cassidy's voice was soft, a deadly whisper. "Men tend to look the same in the dark. I'd hate to accidentally slit your pretty throat by mistake."

And she hated the fact that he found her in her worst situations. “Never mind, uh, I got to go” she said as she turned to leave. He stopped her and handed a pendant to her. “I found this in the fight scene. I figured it would be yours. I asked Jasper and he asked me to wait around here” “Why didn't you give it to Jasper?” she asked. It was her turn to raise an eyebrow. “I wanted to see you once more before I return to my pack.” He confessed. Lyra stared at him trying to decipher if he was telling the truth. She felt something was off about him but she couldn't quite pinpoint it

She sighed. Adrian's body remained motionless, but his mind was racing. He was using his energy to activate the Divine Frost Slayer Blade and the Hellblade to release Inferno Purgatory, but it had no effect. In this moonlight, everything was still. Although he was trying to release his attacks, they could not appear unless the Lunar Edge’s sword ray lost its effect.

“You think you’re the only one?” “You wound me, Delia,” Gray chuckles. She slaps his arm playfully, letting him know it's time to get serious. He straightens up, as all signs of amusement snap from his face in a split second and holds still while she goes to work on the chain in his hands. She places both of her hands a few inches above the metal and whispers some incantation until a low blue glow can be seen from underneath her palms. When the glow fades she moves her warm copper brown hands and sighs.