Stormlight Archive Novellas Novels & Stories

"Don't let the fire go out, Elara. We’re going to need it." He stepped out, and the heavy door locked once again. I spent the next several hours huddled by the hearth, the ancient book spread across my lap. The pages were brittle, written in a language that seemed to shift and change as the silver light in my blood reacted to the ink. I learned about the Astral Veil, the Lumen Strike, and the terrifying price of the Nova Burst. As the sun began to peek over the jagged edges of the Black Ridge, a low, haunting horn blast echoed through the room.

I'd want to be here too. "Nightfall," I say, because somebody has to say something, and the silence in this room is starting to feel like its own kind of threat. "That's not a word anyone in my family says out loud. Ever." "I know." Miriam pulls a stool over, sits across from Wren, close enough to take her hands if she wanted to, though she doesn't. "Twenty years ago, there was a fourth pack in this region. Nightfall. Smaller than the Conrads, smaller than us, but old. Older than any of the current bloodlines, if the stories are true."

Behind them, the city of Nova Luna glowed in the darkness, a beacon of defiance and hope in the center of the wasteland. The Covenant was sealed. Long live the Queen. [END OF BOOK ONE]

I found a book that seemed nice and pulse-racing, Blood Brothers by Nora Roberts. I took it off the shelf and looked back at Ashton who was now holding Jack in his hands. I went to the till and paid for the book. We then went out of the shop and headed to the car park. When we got to the car park, I got in and took Jack from Ashton to remove him from the cover and place him back on the stand. It was around 5:30 pm so we still had some time before heading home. Ashton read that from my mind and then he went around the car, got in and sat on the seat next to mine.

Mira was just stunned by his behaviour. "What took you so long?" Yang who was waiting for him downstairs asked when he saw him. Damon shook his head while tucking his gun in the waistband. Yang noticed that something was wrong. He looked up towards his room and saw Mira coming out of his room. His eyebrows raised in shock and he followed Damon out. "Damon, what's happening?" Damon closed his eyes frustrated and ran fingers through his hair. "I burnt Mira's book which her dead husband gave her."

But not this. "She called them back," he murmured. "She… she saw the souls." Arkan took a step back for the first time. "This is impossible." He thrust out his arm, trying to draw the shadows around him as a shield. But I already knew what to do. I closed my hand in the air, as though seizing something invisible, and the shadows unraveled into smoke. He growled and vanished before I could destroy him. In a spiral of darkness. The whole house seemed to breathe with my words. The walls trembled. A section of the roof collapsed, and through it poured the full moon’s light, flooding the corridor where we stood.

“Long ago, before the rise of kingdoms and clans, the Moon Goddess bestowed upon this world a relic of immeasurable power. A heartstone, forged from the purest essence of the lunar tides. It was a gift meant to unite, to strengthen, and to protect. But humanity, as it often does, succumbed to greed. Wars were waged over its possession, and blood flowed like rivers.” The silver-eyed elder picked up where the other left off. “The heartstone was shattered into fragments and scattered across the lands, hidden in places no mortal could reach. Over the centuries, one fragment found its way to Dreadfall, imbued with enough power to sustain this citadel and its people. But time has weakened its esse

The figure at the edge of the firelight was gone as quickly as it had appeared—vanished into the darkness like a dream fading at dawn. But its words lingered, cold and sharp, cutting through the fragile peace that had settled over the camp. *There are wolves who will not accept peace. Wolves who will not accept a half-blood Alpha. Wolves who will come for you, and for everything you love.* I stood at the edge of the lake, Stellan's hand in mine, and felt the weight of those words settle in my chest. The war was over. Rourke was gone. But something else was coming. Something that had been waiting, watching, biding its time.

“Seth…Seth has done terrible things, Lucas. Things that I never wanted you to be a part of.” “Like I don’t know, just look at this damned place.”, Lucas interrupted. “This is nothing, Lucas.”, Clovis shut him down. “Years ago, there were two packs. Seth used to be the Alpha of the Blood Moon pack.”, Lucas looked up, confused. “That’s right. Eloy Ahearn was the Alpha of the Moonlit pack, and the Alpha of Alphas. He was kind, and a good leader. I was proud to be his Gamma. Then one day, Seth and the Blood Moon pack attacked us. Seth was blinded with greed and had made a pact with the humans. The weapons these humans had were terrifying, Lucas. They killed or wounded almost everyone from the Bl

Then she looked back at me, and for a second, I saw the girl who had once told me she’d rather burn than be a bird in a cage. “Then,” she said, “we find out exactly what breaking the rules really costs. And we find Lumi.” The bond twitched between us. Not in agreement. Not in love. In anticipation. Far above us, the Archive groaned—a deep, tectonic sound like an old book being slammed shut for the final time. And somewhere deep in the frozen heart of the city, something that had been sleeping since the first line of fate was ever written... ...opened its eyes. And it was hungry.