Spinel Cries Novels & Stories

Then, fine! 'But how do we—shit!’ My next words turned into a guttural scream as my whole body seized with pain. Every joint in me cracked as though someone had contorted them in a thousand directions. I dropped to the floor, my breath hitching in agonizing bursts that ripped through my throat. Gritting my teeth, I mustered all of my strength, channeling it into one fierce primal scream that echoed around me. Reina took over and exploded out of the window like a bolt of lightning. ‘We'll hunt them all down one day! I swear!’

I screamed, my voice tearing in my throat. The titan beneath the obsidian spire let out a second, terrifying heave. Its massive, Emerald-lit orbs flared with a cruel, primordial intelligence, staring up through the black glass at the tiny warm-blooded specs invading its tomb. Four massive, white-calcified tendrils—each as thick as a siege tower and dripping with ancient, gelatinous bile—erupted through the floor of the inverted spire, reaching upward with terrifying speed to crush the falling cellar remnants. "Killian, hold the arch!" I barked, my hybrid core flaring into a white-hot fury that burned away the cold terror in my veins.

The drone let out a high-pitched scream before imploding into a pile of non-resonant salt. The crowd in the district went silent. Then, the screaming started. Not from fear of me—but from the realization that the person standing next to them might be a shell. We retreated to the sub-levels of the Spire, the "Safe-Zone" Dante’s obsidian presence provided. Serafina was there, looking more mortal than ever, her skin bruised and her "Lunar-Platinum" hair matted with soot.

I took her out of her crib and smiled seeing how beautiful she was. “Hello my baby… why is my Hyacinth crying?” I tried my best to console her. I even tried to play with her in her crib but she wouldn't stop. “Are you hurt somewhere?” I raised her with all my strength. Unlike any other baby, Hyacinth is really gifted. In fact… I am not boasting about her but she might be the most beautiful child in the whole pack. I was giving up on trying to stop her from crying when Tyrone came inside. He looked at me with an eyes trying to figure out what was happening around him.

he asked Zaylee didn't respond but stepped backward, Dex closed in on her. "Is that true?" he asked again but got no reply. Cordelia began to cry "Yes she did!" she yelled. Zaylee took a glance at her and her husband. Dex grabbed her arm and pulled her closer to him. Zaylee winced as fresh blood spurted out of her slit skin "Still don't want to talk? I could ask my new wife to finish you up and you could do nothing about it. Do you know that?"

Then along came Clarissa, with her best soap opera drama sobs, screaming. ‘WHERE IS MY BOYFRIEND? WHAT HAPPENED TO MY SHAWNY BEAR?’ As Father Phillips held her, he whispered things on her ear, who stopped crying and froze, as if she was utterly fucked. She looked at me and gave me the angriest look she was able to give. I knew the mess and the note were hers, and she’d never get caught for that. But Shawn’s doing fucked her plans up. Down goes her reign. Time to make the bitch pay.