The Crux Novels & Stories

So, if she could earn money and pay him back, she'd have her freedom again. When their car reached a crossing of the high road, another car broke the traffic signal and ran across their car with a reckless speed. Nico slammed the brake hurriedly, causing her to jump forward. However, when Crista raised her eyes and looked ahead, her eyes landed on the big LED screen at the roadside. It was broadcasting financial news and Tristan's face was on it.

he explained but it made both the females face palmed. “Anyway, what are you doing here?” Azrael asked. “Unfortunately, my car broke down a few miles away. I needed to find some tools to fix it so I went were people are. It lead me here.” Azrael nodded. She had always thought that Cris was always ready with everything. He have a car but don’t have tools. It doesn’t sound like the Cris he knew. “That’s unexpected of you. You always have back up plans if everything doesn’t go out as planned.”

I explain. Kaine starts to get up but I shove him back onto the bed. "You need to rest, Crightus venom can stay in your blood for days even with a healer's magic," I tell him. "What the hell is a Crightus?" he mutters. "That's what we call the monsters with venom glands. The venom induces partial paralysis in your brain, usually affecting your motor functions which can have psychological side effects like hallucinations." He stares at me blankly. "Are you doing that on purpose, or do you really think I'm smart enough to understand a word of what you just said?" He chuckles.

For the first time, she experienced how wonderful it feels to have someone called the apple of the eye. She was in the library then, researching for her report. Coincidentally, the book she needed was on the higher part of the shelf and she could not reach it. But because of her shy nature, she still tried to reach the book by squatting. She was surprised when suddenly a tall, dark-skinned man approached her and handed her the book.

No response. And that was when she saw it. On the screen before him was an animated text dancing gleefully in green. Just two words. “Fuck you!” “Krux!” she shouted as she scrambled into the back, almost knocking the system over. Her hands were on him before she saw it. The thickening plop of blood dripping from where his neck was slit from throat to throat. A bone-wracking chill raced through Athena's limbs as she watched him with horror. Krux, a human who had been her unwavering support when he had no reason to be.

The Cruk howled in excruciating pain and stumbled on a rock and hit his back on a rock wall, while Pradai was on it's back, so they both crashed against the wall. "Pradai! Pradai! No no no Pradai!" Iliya wailed and fell on the ground, fearing that she had lost Pradai. Curl was afraid too. "No it can't end like this." He fell on his knees. The Cruk stopped struggling, and stopped breathing, it fell flat on the ground with his face. Pradai was right there, still holding on to the knife and sword which was all inside the Cruk's body. It got to it's heart.

“But Crane’s still out there.” Their leadership, their teamwork, was a pulse, their love a fire that burned through the Order’s challenge, but Alessio’s warning about Crane deepened the threat, a storm threatening their empire. --- The safe house’s command center was a scarred refuge, its dim light a shield against the city’s unrest. Kai sat by a map, his black jacket torn, his hand entwined with Gianna’s. She leaned beside him, her leather jacket loose, her emerald eyes fierce but tender, their rooftop moment lingering, their bond a fortress. Rosa’s screens glowed, her voice tense, cross-referencing Alessio’s intel. “Crane’s funding matches global accounts—Asia, Europe, South America. The O

“We’re almost there.” The summit came into view as the sun dipped low in the sky, casting long shadows across the peaks. The Nexus Core pulsed faintly at the center of a plateau, its energy radiating outward in waves that made the air around it shimmer. Tendrils of shadow coiled around it, their movements erratic and frenzied. “This is it,” Crane said, his voice filled with awe and dread. “The force’s anchor.” Callan stepped forward, their glowing eyes fixed on the core. “Prepare yourselves. This will be unlike anything we have faced before.”

They were echoes of the designs' reality's original blueprints. There rising from the twilight was the Fragment. It was beautiful in a way that hurt to look at. It was a sphere of shifting code the size of a cathedral. It pulsed with light that carried meaning beyond comprehension. Alexander understood through the Crucibles' presence. This was where the Architects did their work. They viewed all existence from this point. They adjusted reality's parameters with thoughts. The largest Crucible fragment had been waiting here for millennia. It was held in place by the wound that created it. A. A beacon. A. A hope.

"What did you just say?" Liam wasn't sure he was correct. Last he remembered Cruxus never had a daughter, he knew about his pack and even though they never had much to say, they were not friends. He has a strong pack and his territory was very well guarded. Luna Cameron Cruxus, that name rings in his ear for some reason he couldn't. What piqued his interest was the name, he wasn't sure if it was just a coincidence or if he just wanted to see the woman who bears