The Crux Novels & Stories

⸻ Her eyes opened again. “I see myself,” she whispered. ⸻ Damien’s voice softened slightly. “What do you see?” ⸻ Sienna hesitated. “Me,” she said. A pause. “But without separation.” ⸻ Silence dropped instantly. ⸻ Elias spoke quietly. “That is the convergence identity state.” ⸻ Damien’s expression tightened. “And if she stays in it?” ⸻ Elias answered simply. “There will be no distinction between past and present cognition.”

I could feel Cruz’s grip tighten on my hand, his presence a wall of heat and protection, but the shadow figure’s words had planted something inside me—a seed of dread I couldn’t shake. “You said… cracks,” I whispered, barely audible over the pounding of my heart. Cruz’s jaw clenched, eyes dark, stormy. “I don’t have cracks,” he said, but his voice carried a sharp edge, something raw, human, vulnerable. “I protect. That’s all that matters.”

Mark said "Haha you flatter me Mark, but you are right I am one elite girl.. You know me... Anyways its happening on Saturday and the venue is still unknown even to me.. When it gets leaked I will be the first to bring it to your screen.. Let's a look at their portraits.... *A huge portrait of the couple appeared on the screen* "Mark what do you think about this particular picture?" Christine said

All of a sudden, my body collided with a wall and all of my credentials flies on the floor. Wait a minute....A wall? I waited to feel the pain at the moment but I felt nothing. In fact, the wall had moved by it self. Just incredible! I never knew a wall could move all by it self. Just as I was about to regain my posture back, I heard a very deep husky voice. "Can you watch your way next time?....so clumsy". He hissed and walk away.

He sighed, running his hands through his hair. “Cut the suspense.” I urge him impatiently. “The cruxtar is a funny thing. To activate. It needs 3 ingredients. The blood of a demon. The blood of a human. And.. the blood of an angel. And not just a few drops. It needs life.” He grit his teeth. “Holy mother of fucks.” I bite my lip and clutch my hair with both hands, forming a solid grip. This sounds really really bad. I feel like I would have been better off not knowing what it was because this is the absolute worst.

“No… I don’t get it… I really don’t understand where you’re coming from…” “In a nutshell, look before you jump, Hansen… To put it in another way, from the beginning till the end of the conversation previously, that Mr. Darrel de la Croix simply wants to move Crudus’ violins to Medan and when I’m not careful enough, he’ll steal away those Crudus’ violins.”

Bhoomika raked her wet hair before the mirror in the kitchen veranda. She’d just finished her morning shower. It was a routine that she stuck to religiously. In a way, it helped her to relax. Despite the mirror being smaller to the one inside, she preferred it over the other, mainly because there was plenty of light outside compared to the dark and dingy room. She also felt more secure. Her creepy husband, Anand, had the bad habit of sneaking up on her almost all the time. She loathed him for that besides a lot of other things. The very thought of him led her eyes to rest on the purplish bruises around her neck, that of fingers. The night before, he had strangulated her to the point of death

“You’ve been coming off on the second hand sequence.” “The second hand sequence and the body position before it,” Sasha said. “I’ve been setting up wrong. I’m trying to match my feet before I’ve committed to the hand position.” “I’ve been doing the same thing,” Cleo said. Sasha looked at her. “You haven’t done the crux,” Sasha said. “You come off before it.” “Because I know what’s coming and I start managing it too early,” Cleo said. “I over-tension. By the time I get to the crux my arms are gone.”

"Dante, what can we expect?" "If he comes, he will try to use his mentalists; the three warriors who have mental abilities. Crux is a mind manipulator, can alter perception. Xulu is a mind reader, warns Gregory of what people think before they do it. Xanax, well, uses his mind to make people fall into a trance." "So we can expect them to bring any of that… And then what else in the strength department?" "He has gathered some of the strongest warriors, and they are true acolytes. Mazuma is a mountain of stone, his skin thicker than it. Hollow is faster than any bullet."

I mutter and toss his body to the eager crowd. People start to tear Raphael's body piece by piece. Alexander's head is crushed, and everywhere turns wild. 'Come with me' my mate mindlinks me and fir the first time, Zane's wolf and mine goes for the long awaited run.