Sprite Eternal Novels & Stories

Adam's eyes glinted with enthusiasm Man the bugger didn't know just when to fuck off, if only just if only "My mother" Luciano's reply came through gritted teeth "to be assisted by Jordan" Without waiting to hear his further complaints, he'd stormed off, looking to placate his future mate. ***** Glossary Avian- Winged Shifter species Lupine- Land based shifter species mainly Wolvish in nature

Selene’s violet glow illuminated the plaza, her spectral form serene, her wisdom a steady guide. Lucas leaned against a stone pillar, his grin wide, his trust an unshakable anchor. Bryan’s glow pulsed brightly, his hope a vibrant thread weaving through the air, binding the village. The weavers’ threads, Sereth, Verath, Vorath, Sylvara, Caleth, Elyra, Aethra, Null, Auris, Veridias, Omnis, Nihil, Eternis, Liora, Verith, Vynia, hummed in the nexus, their voices a soft song: “You are our eternity.” Her mother’s spark within her glowed, its final whisper: “You’ve woven forever, Jessica.” The nexus star’s light pulsed, a call to rest, their mission complete, their love the heart of all creation.

Eidryn was waking to his design. He pressed one hand to the glass. “Rise, my beautiful machine,” he murmured. “Rise and remember who gave you dawn.” A faint chime answered him—a tone from the crystal sphere behind. Meroth turned. Across its surface flared an unfamiliar sigil: a sparrow etched in light. He frowned. “Who dares—” The mark vanished before he finished speaking. The sphere’s pulse steadied, pretending innocence. Meroth stood very still, then allowed himself a thin smile. “So even the rats have found religion.”

The air tasted of ozone and sterile lilies, a clinical purity that whispered of a world where scars were merely data-corruptions to be purged. "You have defended the bond of the parents, Darlene," the First Sun-Walker spoke, her voice a melodic harmony that seemed to vibrate from the very walls of the emerald spires. She drifted down from the heights of the spire, her feet never touching the ground. In her arms, she held the Cradle of Pure Starlight, a vessel that hummed with the frequency of the Twenty-Seventh Cycle: The Eternal Seed.

Honestly, at this point I was already desensitized from being flown off the ground and don´t know why the hell I am sort of flirting with this ´being´. "Then it's perfect," he said. "Perfect for what?" "Hi, Earthling, My name is Cy and from now on, until I return to my planet, YOU would take care of ME. Good luck 'cause I'm kinda hard to take care of," he said as if with authority. "HA? WHA---- " Before I could even continue my protest, he kissed me again. This perverted weird alien jerk, he kissed me more than the necessary three minutes. And for the nth time tonight, everything went dark.

I asked putting my hands on my hips. Cynthia, of course, was the first to speak. "You said there's a way to save the zombies-" "First off they are not zombies. Not in the traditional sense. They do not feed on you, they feed on your soul. Soul Eaters," I explained in a rather snarky tone. Did I mention I was really tired? "Whatever," she brushed it off. "How? And how do you know this?" "It's hard to explain how I know this and most of it is unbelievable anyway," I started running my hand through my hair.

Sarn She is my true mate. My power builds and my violet light passes from me to her until we are one flashing glow of perfection. Her wolf's power blends with mine in seamless harmony. I have never felt this degree of rightness. I could only share a small part of this energy with my brides. Nothing like what is taking place right now. Sierra's cry floats on the wind and my shout follows. The light explodes around us. It reaches over a hundred yards in all directions and the ground shakes with the power of our release. We are mates. We are one. We are forever.

Raya asked with a serious expression and Siren explained, "My Lady, it's the spell all around the world including the fantasy realms." "Sounds interesting…" Raya exclaimed walking away. The sea wizards had the basement lit up with candles all around it and both of them had black coloured strings in their hands with a tiny ball on them. In their spare hands were giant balls, transparent. Both Siren and Chapelle stood a little far from each other and then took a deep breath. Ahead of them was a massive earth globe and there was another colourless globe...all blank. "So, this is the other realm and this is our realm…" Raya pointed towards the Earth first then to the blank globe and both of them

In the digital view, it was a Forge. "Welcome, Little Glitch," a voice echoed through the Spire’s comms. A figure materialized—an avatar of a woman whose skin was a scrolling ticker of "Old World" C++ code. "I am Aria. We’ve been watching your 'Season' since the first puck dropped in Oakhaven. We didn't think you'd actually make it to the Cloud." "Aria," Elara stepped forward, the silver core of Julian pulsing in her chest. "You mentioned physical bodies. Real skin. Real bone."

Alma sat cross-legged across from Ezra in the dim-lit room. He was staring at his palms, as though trying to make sense of what they were capable of. “I’m scared,” he said quietly. Alma’s heart twisted. “You’ve faced worse.” He nodded slowly. “But I’ve never felt hunted.” She reached out, holding his hand. “We’ll protect you.” Ezra’s lips barely moved. “She’s not coming to hurt me. She’s coming to take me.” Petra entered, holding a schematic. “You were right,” she said grimly. “SAPPHIRE wasn’t just a backup, it’s a mirror system. Meant to function with ORION, not after it.”