Obsidian Books Novels & Stories

” Sofia rose from the table and went into the other room, “Follow me.” I rose and joined her in the next room, which was packed floor to ceiling with shelves of books. “I hate to see you stuck between your word and your destiny.” She said, cryptically, placing a few musty-smelling books in my arms. “Let’s postpone your decision until you’re more sure of your own mind, shall we? Take these, look them over. They will help you understand more of how to use your magic.” I looked at the titles of the books curiously. ‘Under a Full Moon’, ‘Selene the Blessed’, ‘To Ride A Wild Hunt’, and one enigmatic tome titled ‘Panacea Obscura”.

“Make the obsidian light up three lights? What is the obsidian?” The server continued to speak, “To be honest, I have no idea what obsidian is but I understand its effect well. No matter what a person’s fighting prowess is, the obsidian will light up several lights according to the power you used when you hit it. There are five lights on the obsidian and lighting up three lights will be a pass.” After the server explained things to Fane, he had successfully instigated Fane’s curiosity. He really wanted to see what the obsidian was. However, Fane felt that something did not make sense after he thought about it.

"This is it. His research journal. He quotes 'The Obsidian Compendium' – a work said to have been lost for millennia." "The Obsidian Compendium?" Alex Henry exhaled, allowing the scroll to slip from his grasp. It was a name whispered in reverent hush even among the most adventurous scholars. "But that's an apocrypha! It's rumored to contain the direct 'transmissions' of the Architects themselves, their methods, their mistakes, and their… 'gateways'."

The first light of dawn caressed the black obsidian peaks of the sovereign's mountain with soft amber and pale violet. A soft wind of the morning rustled the leaves of the golden-leafed oaks that now bordered the royal terraces over the high valleys of Obsidian Ridge. The underground leylines, fully anchored and balanced, pulsed softly with a steady, reassuring vibration. Vibrating deep in the granite heart of the mountain.

Author's pov Sarah went home in the night after finishing her work. She can still feel her head throbbing in pain Even after sleep. 'Why these people are set on destroying my life. I was doing so good, I didn't need these medicines whole week until he came back with his disgusting face. Everything is negative when those people are around me. I can't let them ruin me this time. I have to be stronger than before. Xavier is with me and I don't have to be scared of them anymore. He will never leave me and I trust him. I will fight with them, fight for everything which I have now...'

“I know enough about the human girl, Seraphina. I know her friends and I know how to find her weakness and how to infiltrate her group.” He finally looks at me again, eyes telling me that he’s actually considering it, though he remains severely doubtful. So I sell it. “Her most recent obsession is a book, one she took from The Obsidian Library, under the forbidden section of the Astria demons.” I blurt out. His features turn shocked and slowly morph into amusement before a slow smile forms on his lips. His interest finally piqued. He settles on the sofa, reclaiming his calm countenance once more. “Continue…”

he declared. The words landed like stones. Heavy. Permanent. "The Obsidian Covenant. Not the one written in law books, but the one written in blood. We protect the Asset. We protect the Truth. And we break anyone who tries to stop us." *Break anyone.* A shiver went down my spine. Not fear—recognition. It started at the base of my neck and rolled down, making the hair on my arms stand up. Belonging. It felt terrifying. It felt right.

More urgent. Project Obsidian and Project Eclipse were never weapons. Not truly. They were keys. Just like the crystal. Just like your lineage. Obsidian opens the door to knowledge. Eclipse opens the door to connection. They were designed to bring people together. To share energy and information freely across the world. To remove barriers. To end scarcity. The Order twisted them. They took what was meant to unite and turned it into something to dominate. They changed the codes. They altered the designs. They hid the true purpose behind layers of fear and threat.

Remember, you both also have to meet at some point, but let the energy and the zeal be heavier on his path. I hope I didn't fail you in this book and yes, this epilogue will be free. It Is a token of my appreciation to you all. If you enjoy the ride down here then I will recommend my new book to you all. “His Deadly Obsession.” Guys!!! Drystan and Rosealba are slowly becoming my favorite book couples. Trust me when I say Drystan is so obsessed and I can barely go a day without going back to read some chapter and giggle at every scene.

The darkness swallowed me again. Obsidian Crown Citadel The Obsidian Crown Dominion was not a pack. It was a kingdom. A myth made stone.Black glass cliffs rose thousands of feet on all sides, reflecting moonlight like a thousand shattered mirrors. Geothermal springs steamed in the snow, hot enough to melt perfect circles around them, their sulfurous breath curling upward like incense. The citadel itself was carved into the caldera of an ancient, dormant volcano towers of polished obsidian spiraling upward, gold veins running through the walls like lightning frozen in stone. Every surface gleamed diamonds and rare gems set into doorways, chandeliers of black crystal and enchanted blue fire ha