Novelas y relatos de Obsidian Shards

And everything would unravel. The first students stepped forward, one after another. Silver stones rang softly against the summoning circle, each student greeted by a rush of light or smoke. Most got shimmering wraith-hawks with wings like fractured glass, spectral vulpes that purred like fire, or miniature drakes that snapped and curled like loyal guard dogs. A few ended up with stranger manifestations—elementals made of bark or ice, small shadowcats, a clever storm-fox whose lightning tail snapped against the air. Each reveal was followed by gasps, murmurs, applause.

The air shimmered around her hand until the Luminis Shard came into view. Candice’s face went pale. “A Luminis Shard…” she whispered, staring wide-eyed at the now visible crystal. Candice took a shaky step back as if the shard itself radiated danger. “Are you insane?! Where did you get something like that? These things shouldn’t even exist anymore!” Uriel’s brows furrowed. “What’s a Luminis Shard?”

They stood before the Obsidian Heart, its malevolent energy pulsing ominously. The Obsidian Heart pulsed with a sinister energy, a malevolent energy that was both terrifying and alluring. It was the source of the Obsidian Circle’s power. Lyra knew that destroying it was a high-stakes gamble. The heart’s connection to the entire fortress was immense. Severing the connection could lead to a catastrophic release of dark energy, capable of decimating Silvermoon and everything beyond. But the alternative – a prolonged battle against a regrouped Obsidian Circle – was equally catastrophic. Lyra had to take the risk.

Fernando was not worth it and I did not want his act of cowardice to affect me, but he did a lot. The anger made me throw all the things that I had in front of the mirror, I felt that my blood was boiling. Nothing made me feel better. I threw a glass vase on the floor and the vase made a huge noise as it shattered, glass scattered everywhere, but I didn't mind in the least. I hit my left hand against the nightstand and I felt a strong pain go through my body. The blood started running all over my hand and I panicked, what had happened? It took me a moment to realize that I had been injured with a piece of glass, my day couldn't get any worse. I was always very afraid of blood so panic soon t

Sebastian Lykos has the authority to make sure that their mating bond was in place and considering that he was one of the officiates that can make a marriage legal in Paphos, Damien knew that it was his luck to have him here tonight. “Sebastian, it’s nice to see that you are out in the open. What brings you to the festival?” Damien greeted him as Sebastian turned to look at him. His red eyes were eerie but his friend smiled before he concealed the real color of his eyes. As an Ultima, he has the power to do it so that they look like they’re brown to the normal naked, human eyes. “Damien. I’m surprised that you are here when you usually did not come here.” He said before he noticed that Anika

With a small smile towards her and an annoyed sound from London, Brendan takes a deep breath. "Our last rule is that no one is allowed to have any friends outside of Crash Course Rebellion. Only aquaintances."

Anna shouted down, her voice laced with the resonant unyielding power of her Sovereign bloodline, a frequency that cut through the din of battle like a silver bell. "The obsidian shards on its left shoulder are anchoring its physical density! It's the focal point of the matrix! If you shatter the core matrix there, the mass will collapse!" Liam didn't look up, to lose focus for even a microsecond would mean death but his icy-blue eyes locked instantly onto the creature’s left side, where a dense cluster of jagged crystalline obsidian pulsed with a sickly dark purple light. "Understood!" Liam muttered under his breath, his Lycan senses narrowing his focus until

With that statement, Aries hisses his agreement. Images begin to project on the wall behind her as she continues to speak. Which is weird considering she hasn't moved an inch. "Ironclad dragons. Phoenixes. Leviathans. Direwolves. Storm Gryphons. Moon Serpents. Flame Hounds. Cerberus'. Unicorns. Frost Lynxes. Kitsune. Ash Ravens. Nemean Lions." She says with confidence as the images change behind her head still without any movement. "And of course the many extinct or the now unwilling bonds that you will learn more about in your history classes." she says as the images flick again and my breath stalls.

“It’s from the night the Hollow Queen chose her vessel. The night you were marked.” My stomach should’ve dropped. My hands should’ve trembled. But I allowed my eyes to widen just enough,curious, confused, and a little frightened too. “I don’t understand,” I whispered. Veyra opened the pouch. Inside it was a shard of obsidian, not bigger than my thumb, veined with silver. “This is a Mirror Shard. It holds echoes. If you hold it… you’ll see what really happened in the west wing. Who you really are.”

“The shard, use it! It’s tied to the beast!” I fumbled with the pouch, my fingers trembling as I pulled out the obsidian shard. Its surface was hotter now, almost scalding, the red veins flaring with a hunger that made my skin crawl. I’d studied relics like this for years, piecing together their secrets in quiet libraries, but this was no dusty artifact.