Solitude Invisible Chest Novels & Stories

But she had to sacrifice herself in order to protect the most important thing in the world. Esteban was on her now holding her down to the ground with her hands well above her head roaming her body before saying. “My secret is…” Pausing for a dramatic effect, probably for himself to get closer to his own downfall. “I never lock the door.” Before she could respond the familiar pain hit her neck causing her vision to blur and spots took place of color. Thankfully she was fully gone before the assault could officially begin this time around.

"He wants you to dress like a player, not a piece." I unzipped the bag. Inside was a gown. It was deep green, almost black in the shadows, with a high collar and long sleeves. The fabric was heavy—velvet, maybe, or something older and stranger. Silver embroidery traced patterns along the hem and cuffs. Thorns. Woven so tightly they looked like they might draw blood. There was a note pinned to the sleeve. You cannot hide in plain clothes. At the Conclave, invisibility is not a shield. It's an invitation. Dress like you belong, and they will wonder why. Dress like you're afraid, and they will know exactly where to strike. —K

Alexa I turned my back and walked away, the tears trickling down my face. I need to stop thinking he’s on my side. He’s hiding the truth from me for fuck sake, how can he be the good guy? He’s been betrothed to Chloe from birth; I can’t break that. They are all supposed to be brought down by me. But for now….just for now, I just need to sob my heart out. So I quickened my pace, rushing back to the workers quarters. My vision was in a blur, but I could sense the judging, mocking gazes of the maids as I ran to my room.

“Not because she cared. She left me there. Alone. Maybe she thought I still needed a place to exist. Or maybe the house mattered more than I understood.” Sebastian leaned forward slightly. “And the inheritance?” She lifted her gaze. “The inheritance she never touched... the real one. Wilfred confirmed it. My father separated it. Locked it away in a vault in the Marlowe house. Hidden. Only I can open it. No records. No passcode written down. He designed it so I would know when the time was right.” “And once you claim it,” Sebastian said slowly, “you stop being invisible.” “Yes.” Her voice steadied. “And whoever’s been circling will notice.”

"What does that mean? Cordelia said that too. What does invisible really mean to them" "It means you’re furniture. A ghost. You are less important than the stones in the floor. You move through the halls and no one sees you. They forget you are there because you make no sound and you cause no trouble. They forget you are human. If they forget, they can’t hurt you, they only hurt what they notice." "But the beast grabbed Senna even though she was invisible. She was quiet"

But for now, I didn't know how to deal with her. For the next three days, I scoured every black market. I finally found the Stardust Tears at a mysterious witch's stall. "Fifty tears for fifty million gold," the witch rasped, her eyes gleaming in the shadows. "The price is the price. In full." "Done," I said without hesitation. "However..." the witch suddenly smiled. "I have a little gift for you." She handed me a black potion. "Invisibility Elixir. It will change your appearance for three hours," she said, her eyes narrowed. "I'm guessing there's someone you don't want recognizing you."

They’re cunning and think differently than we do, putting themselves before everyone and everything. “The box is directly in front of Evander,” Kristy whispers, opening the office doors. “Four squares away.” I nod and look at the rough-cut squares of stone that make up the floor of the office. I count them out, finding the spot where the box is hidden from sight. Ruth really is good at the invisibility spell. It’s seamless.

I might not have a choice but live and survive with it. “Are you two done?” I asked them, it’s getting dark and we need to be out of the secret library before dawn. “I am, if he is,” I looked at Riven, he didn’t say a word, just shrugged his shoulders. “Okay lets do this,” I stood between them and held their hands. I closed my eyes, and inhaled deeply. My eyes opened slowly, I exhaled, and said the words. “Invisque.” The moment I said the word, “Invisque,” a soft wind blew around us. It circled like a quiet storm, brushing against our skin. Riven’s grip on my hand tightened, and Maria held her breath.

I took the knife from the drawer and cut my wrist over the chest so my blood could fill Yggdrasil, I watched as it filled up, congealed and then the lid lifted. I took the lid off and then I did a small searching spell. I moved the chest behind my desk so it was also hidden by my chair. I didn’t have time to go through every book, I just wanted to know what the black outs were and if there was anything I could do about it. I closed my eyes and reached into the chest and took the book out. I opened the book and I immediately saw the word ‘black out’. I sat down on the couch and put the lamp on and started reading.

But if Sajida was as superficial as we had discovered from that room, then it was clear that every item in that room carried a considerable amount of wealth to its name. We approached a long, narrow chest right by a boarded up window. Sajida snapped her fingers, making one more lamp flick on to illuminate where we stood. The chest we stood in front of was locked shut until she pressed her hand against the lock. In moments, the lock slid off the chest like melted butter, falling onto the ground. Then the chest opened. Before us was an item I had never seen before. "Lucky for you, I had a group of vampire hunters come by a couple of weeks ago that were fixing for some invisibility potions," Sa