The Source Novels & Stories

"You know what I'm thinking." The Architect's face went pale. "Absolutely not." Elias appeared, his silver armor cracked from the battle and blood staining his hands. Yet, his eyes were sharp and deeply worried. "What is she thinking?" "She's thinking about reconnecting the Source," the Architect answered immediately. The silence that followed was absolute. Even the Void King looked shocked. Luca frowned. "What does that mean?" Nobody answered right away, because the answer was terrifying. Finally, the Stranger spoke. "The Source is where all existence began. The place beyond creation. The place where Aurora first dreamed."

“In fact, it only seems to be the people using it against you that know about it. I wonder where they all heard this?” Wow. There is something I never thought of, the source of this alleged prophecy. “Uch you know I am going to have to talk to my brothers now. They will be able to tell me. I’m interested to know if Mum and Dad knew about this” I say, it’s going around in my head now. They use it to justify their behaviour, but where did they get this nonsense in the first place. It never occurred to me to wonder. “See, this is why I need you Leo” I tell him kissing him on the lips “You are the brains of this outfit.”

There is only one thing in this world strong enough to wash away a Void stain. “Tell me,” Killian snapped, his grip on Faith tightening as her head fell back against his arm. “The Source,” Sarah said. The birthplace of the first White Wolf. The legendary spring in the Whispering Peaks. It’s the only place where the earth’s raw energy can purge the shadow from a Catalyst's soul. Killian looked up. The arena was in total chaos. Leo was holding back a line of guards, his sword clashing against silver steel. The palace was literally falling apart as the unstable Lunar Grid above them began to leak raw, jagged electricity.

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Acre asked "Well daddy I just wanted to tell you that I'm gonna get a mate" confused Acre replied "Well yes, one day you will sweetie" "Yep," Lanna said nodding "His name will be Samual" Chuckling I add "So you know his name?" "Yep and he's gonna have a big black wolf called Samson" "How do you know this sweetheart?" Sky asked as Lannagot up off the couch and headed back to her bedroom "Oh, aunt queen Lanna told me, oh and tomorrow she said we should go to a place called the hard rock cafe for chocolate fudge cake."

“You remember my wife, Brena, right? This is our close friend, Devyn. Devyn, this is Zion and Kadeer.” I did not know what came over me, but my palms were instantly sweaty. I had hoped that introductions would be skipped, but who was I kidding? We were from the South. It would have been rude to carry on a conversation in front of someone without the proper introduction. “Hi,” I said quietly with a soft smile.

"Why would you.. " he asked but I wasn't listening anymore. I snatched his phone from Aunt Gracy but was met with password I wanted to hand it over to him to press his password but he beat me to it by telling me "The password is kejogmet" "okay" I said pressing the password and it unlocked though in my mind, I was surprised. I can remember overhearing NataliesN conversation with Jeanette and Eleanor when Natalie complained Kendall wont tell her his phone's password.

Like reality couldn’t decide if it was solid or light. “What is that?” Finn breathed. “I don’t know,” Lena replied. “The silver Source. Do you recognize it?” The silver Source had come with them. Along with Thea and three other silver ones. It stared at the fallen thing. “It is very old,” the silver Source said slowly. “Older than me. Older than the earth maybe. It fell from somewhere beyond. Somewhere Sources do not reach.” “Is it dangerous?” “Everything that falls is dangerous. The question is whether it is hostile or simply broken.”

But hidden among them, one thread glowed differently. A future that had never existed before. Kade saw it too and his eyes widened. “Lena…” The Source’s voice finally changed. For the first time since awakening, it sounded afraid and almost impossible. The thread brightened. The older me stepped backward slowly. “No…” The Architect began breaking apart. The Harbinger screamed and far beyond the fractured sky, something inside the Source itself cracked open.