Miraculous Carapace Novels & Stories

They moved deeper into the catacombs, and with every step, Seraphina felt more weightless—like her body was untethering from time. The passage opened into a dome-like chamber. At the center, a floating stone platform hovered above a pool of ink-like mist. On it sat a cracked mirror. The moment she saw it, Seraphina froze. “I’ve seen this before,” she said softly. “In a dream.” Lucan approached the edge. “That’s not a mirror,” he said grimly. “It’s the Source.” She blinked. “The Source of what?” “Of your curse. Of your power. Of everything.”

Each segment had two jointed legs attached, the points of which were dagger sharp. “Killed one of these a few years back,” Ecaeris commented. I hadn’t realized that she was beside me until she spoke and almost jumped. “The carapace is too hard for a normal sword. I had to let it swallow me and kill it from the inside. Definitely one of my top-most disgusting kills, but I still prefer it to the giant spiders. Your sister killed this one, with your mother’s sword. It is a promising sign.” She looked down at me. “That is Aien’s coat. I had it made for him.” “Oh,” I glanced down at it, caught off-guard by the abrupt topic change. “That was kind of you.”

"Lira left flank!" Lira didn’t hesitate. She dove, rolled, fired. The first creature dropped with a screech, but two more replaced it instantly. “I counted seven pods,” she hissed through gritted teeth. “We’ve got a swarm incoming.” Dr. Vale backed toward the wall, his face pale. “You don’t understand, Mira didn’t just alter their physiology. She erased everything that made them human.” “No,” Mira corrected, voice honeyed. “I freed them.”

My jaw dropped as I looked carefully at the image of the stone. The same stone, encased in my mother's locket, was not just a beautiful gem; it was a legendary artifact with mystical properties. The Arctic stone, described in the book as a legendary gem, possessed mystical properties. It could grant unparalleled power to its possessor, but the condition was as extraordinary as the stone itself – a single drop of essence from every existing supernatural species. The revelation left me breathless, my mind swirling with questions about my mother's possession.

wrongness. "There," she whispered. "It's not on the beach. The true Darius—he's not even fighting." The realization hit them simultaneously. While everyone fought the duplicates, the real threat was elsewhere, drawing power from their distraction. Miranda began gathering specific artifacts—a crystal that seemed to pulse with moonlight, a dagger with runes etched along its blade, a small vial of what looked like liquid darkness. "We'll need these," she said. "Weapons that exist between states, just like a Mystic."

It was biomechanical Nightmares – Creatures, whose bodies are made of the same crystalline carbon-factory consisted like the resin, covered by metallic cables and broken Carbon plates they had torn off the ship. They had six long, spider-like legs that ended in sharp hooks, and heads that only consist of bright, cold violet. “Leerenweber”, I whispered and my finger put on the trigger. The purple eyes of the creatures fixed us. Then they stumbled out of the resin and flew directly to us in the absence of gravity.

"Their skin can burn you. Miasma isn't something we humans should touch." "Gotcha..." Elaina said turning her focus ahead again. So engrossed in the miasma worms Elaina hadn't noticed the very large glass looking cave that had begun to take shape before them. Eyes widening she tried to figure out how something lime this could even exist. The entrance was covered in crystals jutting out of the ground and piling up onto one another forming an arch that led into a sparkling fortress. It was breathtaking and not something you would expect to ever see in real life.

Haneul suspected this was happening to LJ, who tend to spend too much time with humans for his own good. "She's here. Just try to focus. You can do it." Haneul told LJ, surveying their surroundings again. They were at a tiny bar somewhere in the outskirts of Munich. If their surveillance were correct, their target would be arriving any minute there to celebrate her birthday. This particular creature is a Mirror, one of the very few born on earth wearing Lilith's biological form. Mirrors were more dangerous than the ordinary Lilim, so they had to bide their time and observe. But it had been about an hour, and there was no sign of the Lilim anywhere.

"Emm... I'm Mirabel I said stammering. "Mira, nice name...are u a fresher? He asked looking me over from head to toe. "Of course, I'm even going to the auditorium for my last clearance. "Ohh, thought as much with the files on your hands, I'm walking towards that side. "Alright" I said clutching the files was holding on my chest as I caught him staring at my breasts. "Hope you don't mind me showing you around later, anytime you are chanced?

“She’s a tricky one, and far too smart.” “She gets that from her mother,” I laugh, still in awe as my hands hover above Miracle’s shell, afraid that if I touch it, it might shatter or disappear. It’s grown so much larger. It was once about the size of my two fists together. Now, it’s almost as large as a ripe melon, ready to burst. The shell has matured, taking on texture, ridged like the face of a mountain, shaped almost like scales. The surface has a dark luminescence that changes colors depending on the angle it is perceived–Sometimes blue, sometimes green, other times white or black, edged with a deep crimson red that holds it together like a net.