Nascent Kaleidoscope Novels & Stories

“Maybe… or maybe they awaken for anyone with the blood of the Starborn.” “Or perhaps only for the true heir,” Kaelen countered softly. His words pressed against her heart. The true heir. Her entire life had been a mask, a lie she wore to survive. Now destiny itself seemed to demand she remove it. The tunnel widened, opening into a chamber. At its center stood a pedestal of crystal, pulsing faintly with silver light. Resting upon it was a crown unlike any she had seen—woven of starlight and shadow, its arcs shaped like eclipsed moons.

He answered. "Creating our group?" Nicolai tilted his head. "You're great in rapping, are you not?" Nicolai dropped his spoon and so his jaw. What kind of mindset that Owen suddenly has now? He never thought of this kind of plans before. Owen was only focusing on his own love life before and never ever think about his future before. "Wait, so you're telling me, you're going to take us with your group? What's that? K-pop or P-pop?" Nicolai rubbed his forehead due to frustration.

that is how my life in the Volatile Hounds came to an end. Blinking away those memories, Nathan noticed that dawn was approaching as he made his way through the silent corridors of his home. Nathan paused by a window as the beautiful morning rays shone through and warmed his pale skin. His crimson red and Amber orbs stared into the sky for a moment as he began to wonder what would happen.

"Of course. You must be careful. They must be looking for the Grail of Immortality and Youth that disappeared a long time ago and I don't think they've ever performed a ritual with it. While they only have the chalice of flames." The chalice of Immortality, that's what was kept in the secret room. Chaz was right, those mystical grails were indeed the most sacred objects for the black magic world. Elgar and Kathleen began to prepare everything before heading to the witches' hideout. Kathleen is very good at making potions, and I didn't expect her to find such a deadly poison. I guess they really wanted to use their abilities to do good. "Do you trust them now?" I asked Alden as the two of the

I watched coldly as Marcus' grief spiraled into madness. With a flick of my hand, the brilliance of his Heart of Astral Clarity faded, leaving him the dull-witted man he had once been. He fumbled clumsily with the blood-soaked bag, spilling its contents as he knelt in the gore. Upon seeing what lay within, he collapsed to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably. "Astral Maiden, oh, Astral Maiden, I'm sorry… Please come back… Please…"

“Just waiting.” A rider broke from the formation and galloped toward us. She wore armor that looked ancient, ornate, covered in the same crescent moon symbols. When she got close enough, I could see her face. She was maybe forty, with sharp features and eyes that looked exactly like mine. She dismounted and walked straight past Nasir like he didn’t exist. Stopped right in front of me. “You have your mother’s eyes,” she said softly. “And her fire, I’m told.”