Shiny Absol Novels & Stories

" yup this is it " " is...that....why.....you brought me ?" she said in between breaths . " well yeah I can't really sense demon energy too well seeing as I spent 10 years surrounded by nothing but Divine energy and these two are fallen so they can't even feel it so..." "I get it " she said as she seems to have recovered . " well if that's done I'll be taking the memories bit from the one's I got before this the absorbing is going to be violent so let's go inside " he said as he moved into the cave .

And he remembered the woman who had helped him flee—the one who whispered in Old Shadowborne as the alarms blared: “I have a little girl here. Just a little younger than you. One day… I’ll do the same for her.” His heart thundered as he opened the drawer. File after file. Most redacted. Most stamped “Deceased.” But one wasn’t. Subject 21-B Status: Escaped | Presumed Dead Lineage: Dragon-enhanced | Shadowborne fusion | Mother: High-tier shadow sorceress (missing) Power Level: Suppressed due to magical trauma | Potential: Extreme | Instability: High Notable Traits: Heterochromia (blue/green), irregular freckles, reactive shadow aura.

One was still supposed to keep one's distance. Banshee pointed at another cage. That's a Golden Silk Orb-Weaver . . . the kind that Shane's hopefully new acquisition turns into. The web actually seems golden when it reflects the light, hence the name. You're going to have to get a little closer than that to see it." "What part of 'abject terror' are you having a problem comprehending?" Shamira asked. 'Mind over matter,' she thought. 'None of them can kill you. Blood-based poisons won't work on you. You can do this.'

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

That red, once so radiant, now carries the undertones of danger, a warning masked by the allure of its intensity. In contrast, Shane, the vivacious lavender, has consistently unfolded in my life like an enchanting blossom, infusing every moment with a lively fragrance. It's not merely a color; it's a symphony of soothing notes, a gentle melody that resonates with the serenity of a lavender field in full bloom. Shane's presence has been a vibrant brushstroke, painting my world with hues of calmness and joy.

The chain was adjustable, allowing Aqua to wear the pendant at just the right length so that it rested over her heart. As she wore it, Aqua noticed the stone's clarity, reflecting her calm and balanced state of mind. Whenever she felt at peace, the pendant remained clear and pristine. However, when her emotions stirred, the pendant would change. A slight hue of blue appeared when she felt sadness, while a warm golden tone emerged during moments of happiness. If anger or fear took hold of her, the gemstone would darken, turning a deep, unsettling black.

Celestin came out of the bathroom with a towel hanging on her neck as she had just finished taking a shower. Her hair was a little messy and crystal clear drops of water gently dropped from its tips, like pearls falling on her smooth and porcelain skin. Her eyelashes were thick and curled and her pair of bright turquoise eyes sparkled under the water mist, making it look like two jewels no one could afford. Blair looked at the girl in front of her in silence and her face reddened slowly.

20. We’re back on the gray beach, the water lapping at our tendrils. Trent stands beside us in the surf, naked except for his leopard-print jacket, shivering in the cold wind slicing down the coast. “Great.” Trent says. “Not this again.” Footsteps crunch sand. Bill strides for us, also naked as the day he was born. A thick mass of tendrils dangles from between his legs, dragging on the sand, yellowish and segmented; when it touches a wetter patch of sand, it crackles and sparks with electricity. Smaller coils wave from his ears and the corner of his left eye-socket. His eyes are black with dried blood, making him look more like a bloated carcass than ever.

Said the boss while taking out a file with the tag showing "Singhania's Financial Records." * But guess the evils did not know that the Akshay Singhania has a shield so powerful that no one can even think of destroying it. The shield of true love. The shield in form of his wife. **

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h