The Lost Element Novels & Stories

“I’ve waited forever to be able to tell you. Truly, I’ve wanted to all your life. And I actually planned to wait a little longer until you turned 18. Because this is only half of my secret. The other half, will be harder to grasp. I have reason to believe that you, are also an elemental.” “Um, wouldn’t I know? Wouldn’t I be able to… do that?” “No, you wouldn’t. Because elementals cannot control the elements until you are 18. So, uh. That’s a good place to explain I guess. So there are only four elementals alive at once, one per element. When an elemental dies, then another takes their place. Each element searches for a soul that has the traits that embody what that element stands for. I’ve b

As he said to me, we’ve both been forced enough. I’m finishing my earth element class, one of the very few classes that I don’t have with Laiken. He hates it, but since he doesn’t have the earth element, although the Elementals are starting to question if that’s true with mixed raced bonds, he isn’t in the class.

He didn’t answer right away. “I said tell me.” His eyes locked on mine. “There is. It’s hidden far deeper than the first. It was part of a prophecy. Only a few of us knew. And I kept it hidden for a reason.” “What reason?” my mother snapped. “To protect us? Or yourself?” He ignored her. “It’s in a place no one would think to look anymore. Buried beneath the ruins of the First Flame Temple.” “Briarhollow,” Killian muttered behind me.

Ronnie finishes, “Earth, Water, Fire, and Air create balance for Spirit. That is why your bond is unprecedented. Not because you are powerful alone… but because together, you are complete.” The truth of it slams into me all at once. Spirit needs anchors. It needs forces to move through… it needs them. My gaze snaps to Callen as the pull surges again, sharp and bright. Air crackles between us, restless, demanding motion. Ronnie notices immediately. “Oh,” he murmurs. “There it is.” “What?” Ryder snaps. Ronnie’s eyes flick to Callen. “The elements stabilise Spirit. Without the binding complete to each, there’s an imbalance. I suspect Paige can’t reach her full potential until you are all bonded

"Don't fight his control! Blend with it!" Classy closed his eyes, sweat beading on his forehead. Instead of trying to solidify the ground, he shifted its composition—from concrete to quick-drying cement. It hardened around him, trapping him but stopping his descent. "Clever!" Elementos boomed, actually sounding pleased. "But temporary!" He raised a hand, and the cement began to heat, glowing red. Bryan was there before anyone could blink. A torrent of white-hot flame slammed into Elementos's raised arm. The stone didn't melt, but it blackened and cracked.

And if his mother wanted to keep it a secret, who was she to tell him everything? “Back to earth, Elena.” Elle snapped her fingers in front of her eyes. “Where are you lost?” “Umm, Aslan and I had a fight.” “Oooooo, I thought my brother only barked orders. I am glad you answer him back.” “He is acting so weird these days.” Elena was worried for him. “He is a man, they are all weird. Let me tell you about Tom. He was trying to get me pregnant this morning..” Elle choked on her drink and Elena rubbed her back.

There were even speculations and rumors before that he was a fraud but immediately shut down. "...most of you must’ve witnessed our Chairman’s pain of losing a child but at the same time keeping the Empire as sturdy as it is. And now, after so many years, the little prince has returned. But let's hear first a few messages from the Chairman himself, Mr. Stuart Williams!" Everyone applauded when they saw Stuart Williams walk towards the center stage.

They encounter the Guardian of the Waterstone, a wise and benevolent mermaid queen, who grants them her blessing and shares her ancient wisdom. With each elemental stone secured, they grow stronger, the connection to Fenrir's Moonstone deepening. However, the shadow of the ancient evil looms larger, and every step becomes crucial in their mission to protect the realm. Finally, they stand before the entrance to the realm where the final elemental stone, the Earthstone, is said to be hidden. A tremendous earthquake shakes the ground, ravaging the once serene surroundings. The air becomes thick with tension as a dark figure emerges from the shadows.

He had created the lot using only his code and his wits. "And now I will destroy them all," he laughed to himself. "All but Miaka." He took flight, not careing that he was leaving an earthquake in his wake. He had no care for his creations - good or bad. All he cared about at this moment in time was getting to Miaka. Maing sure she was still on track - following his grand design. He knew he was GOD. He was the god of this world he cared so little about. It was a game to him. All a game. And he would be the winner. The LOSS - Or last one still standing. It was all he cared about and all he ever would care about.

“Yeah I could’ve died.” “And that would’ve been totally your fault.” His eyes scanned me before falling on the place where I’d been marked, “He really made sure I lost for good.” “How did you know?” “Let a man heal from a broken heart, okay?” I rolled my eyes, “Answer me.” “I’d actually been searching for him for years now.” “What?” “For hundreds of years there’s been tales of the infamous elemental that survived the genocide. Well to summarize he’s searched for because of the amount of power he'd accumulated all these years. He’s known for the rubies in his eyes, that’s how I knew.”