Pictures Of Sylveon Novels & Stories

Covering its left eye was a mesmerizing swirl of mana that shimmered like liquid silver, adding an air of mystery to its already ethereal appearance. Its eyes were violet, bright and intense, glowing with an energy that seemed almost alive. Around its forehead was a crescent moon surrounded by droplets of water, as if the heavens themselves had marked it. The symbol pulsed faintly, emitting a power so overwhelming that it made my knees tremble. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t breathe. I was in complete awe, drawn to this creature in a way I couldn’t explain. And then I heard it. “Lynexia… Lynexia… Lynexia…”

I managed to finally say. "Now ladies as the men celebrate Ariel and Blaines child arriving next week and the news of the twins...Sylvia what's wrong?" Sylvia had turned ashen and was clutching her sides. Her golden eyes turned red and she started to hyperventilate. Yevette pulled her into her arms and stroked her hair. "She's having a vision." Natalia said squeezing my hand. She must of sensed my distress. I watched as Sylvia breathing finally started to slow and her eyes started to return to their golden color. She looked at Ariel.

He was a higher being like the moon goddess, except he was everything fire—his hair, his eyes and his very aura. The third picture was a girl—much younger, but she looked a lot like Amaris with blue eyes. The only difference was that her hair was dark and held a blue hue. She was beautiful. She was so gorgeous that Syanna almost felt jealous. Symphony was scribbled under the picture, and she was the blue phoenix. But what struck her the most, was the final picture. Because it was Cole. She was sure of it. Nothing about him was different. His golden eyes, just like Helios’, his dark hair and the very shape of his face. Anyone could’ve said it was a coincidence, but his name was scribbled unde

The magic still lurks there, locked away and I don't intend opening it anytime soon. Saelyna probably remembers that incident too, because she frowns at me with a knowing glance. 'Ok, I haven't felt it in a long while', I say. She shakes her head. 'It's not to be felt, Cyran. It's part of us'. She outstretches a hand and closes her eyes. I watch as three of the plants' leaves glow when she waves her hand and then their colours fade. She looks at me and I notice her eyes glow a bright blue. 'I feel…like energy', she shrills. Her eyes keep glowing and I'm not so sure of them anymore. 'Yeah, I think you should let it rest for now', I say and help her up.

Evan doubted that the Silverton elite circle could produce a woman more beautiful or striking than Sylvie. However, he immediately bought it when he saw the picture. That was because it wasn't an artistic shot, nor did it show any signs of retouching. It was a raw, original image.

All was quiet around me except for the beat of my recovering heart. My recovering heart? I flipped quickly on my front to look at Mana Sylveon who had gone unceremoniously quiet, my bleeding ears forgotten. Her brown eyes were dull, the crinkle at the sides and her lips pulled back in a smile. The smile looked frozen. Her entire expression was. What the fuck was going on?

It was smooth like something had burned faintly across the surface, leaving faint scorch marks in the shape of a hand. I jerked my fingers back, my heart racing faster. What kind of power leaves a mark like that? “This day keeps getting better,” I muttered. “Mysterious men, weird magic stones… what next, dragons falling from the sky?” And just like that, the ground trembled lightly. I froze then felt the familiar warmth brush against my chest. “Sylvie?” Her massive silver head pushed gently through the treeline, scales catching what was left of the sunlight. Her gold-molten eyes blinked down at me, softening when she saw I was fine.

Captivated by the beauty the scene had to provide her with, Seraphine found it to be a pity that s photograph can not be taken. Mind blown, Seraphine ran her hand through her long hair. Then, her eyes widened when she noticed the array of colorful butterflies scattered around the lilies. The wings of the butterflies were illuminated, and when the night-time appeared, the sight was way more pretty. Seraphine and Kayden spent the entire day here today, having snacks and roaming around the surroundings. The scene was too ethereal, and there were too many attractions for them to get bored. A sparkling blue stream flowed at the side of the valley, and the fish inside the water had silver-blue bod

It wasn't an explosion of light; it was a wave of **Color**. For the first time in years, I saw **Yellow**. The bright, blinding yellow of a sun that hadn't been filtered through smog. I saw **Green**. The deep, mossy green of a forest floor. I saw **Blue**. The clear, endless blue of a sky that had no satellites. The color washed over the chamber, eating the shadows. Selene’s armor began to flake away like burnt paper, revealing her simple violet tunic underneath. Her eyes cleared, the blackness washing out like ink in a stream.

Liliana pleads. "Shhh...don't call me that!" I hiss. "My name is Sylvia now and I promise I will wake you up again. I just need you to stay asleep a bit longer. Please, Liliana. Don't argue with me," I say. Liliana growls inside me. "I don't like this," she whines and uses her force against me. The small vial of potion slips from my fingers and shatters on the floor, coating my skirts in an iridescent sheen. The potion is a liquid silver plated with turquoise stars.