Throne Of Glass Chaol Novels & Stories

“Do you feel it too?” She swallowed. “Feel what?” “This.” His hand slid over her stomach, stopping just beneath her ribs, where the glow settled. “Like something in you has… chosen.” Her breath trembled. She didn’t answer. She couldn’t. Luca lowered himself again, pressing a kiss to the spot under her ribs—light, reverent, almost worshipful. Althea shivered. Her magic shivered with her. Outside, the storm cracked open. Across the city, as the Sombra Tower, a wave of pressure hits the ancestral wards so violently that three of the oldest mirrors shatter in perfect unison.

Rosa piped up then, "Don, doesn't my word mean anything?" Sebastian, who usually spoiled Rosa rotten, shot her a look that could freeze lava, signaling her to zip it. He then signaled to a bodyguard, who brought over a check for $100,000. With a smile that did not quite reach his eyes, Sebastian handed me the check, making a promise. "Elena, you may have stepped away from the family business, but your dedication hasn't gone unnoticed. You'll get what's rightfully yours, just give me a little time."

The shadows on the ground were distorted, elongated into claws. "Aradaa! Look at me!" Aradaa’s eyes were turning solid silver. He wasn't seeing the bridge anymore. He was seeing the threads of life connecting every Muse husk in the valley to the woman on the throne. "I can see the map," Aradaa whispered. His voice was hollow, echoing. "I can see where she's holding the energy. Kaelor, it's not in her. It's in the throne." "The Obsidian Throne?" "It's a reservoir. If we break the stone, we break the siphon."

“With your drugs that you thought could control me? Or with your body that serves both Angelina and me?” “No way…” His lips trembled uncontrollably. “You clearly took them every day…” Angelina’s face instantly turned red. She slammed the table and shouted, “Throw this madwoman out of the family!” I ignored her shouting and slowly removed the glove from my right hand. I raised my hand. On my thumb was an ancient, heavy black-gold ring, engraved with the family emblem—a phoenix in flames. The don’s ring was the symbol of the family’s highest authority. The entire room fell silent.

I am one of the members of Zavan's group. "Team. I got the chrysoprase and chrysolite. Nathalia got the amethyst and Topaz, Greyson has the Sardius and Sardonyx, plus the Agatha. Chrysler found Chalcedony, Ruby, Alabastro and Emerald. Corinthians has the Jacinth. This is almost a sure win for my throne and your ranks. " Zavan said then turned to me. "It's okay precious, there are still stones out there." He said and smiled at me.

This baffled me as I kept walking up the stairs. I was yet to see guards whom I always saw everyday damned day but now, where I needed them the most, they suddenly vanish. I seemed to have been walking for twenty minutes when I soon stopped before a wide mahogany door which also had two guards standing by each side. Not only that, but I needed not to ask if Mr. Red eye was there because I could feel his presence. Call me stupid! “Good morning, is Mr….err, Is your boss in?” I asked one of the guards, who appeared as if he was dead. I was yet to get used to the unique appearances of everyone I saw in this castle. I mean, they all looked like 'the walking dead!'.

The First King’s sigil. She set it on the nearest table, flipping through pages until she found what she was looking for. “Here.” Elior stepped closer, the others gathering around as Myrra read aloud. “To break the Throne is to break the Balance. The Chains of the Veil will shatter, and the Dark One shall rise again.” Silence. Elior’s pulse quickened. The Dark One. He didn’t need to say it. They all knew the name Erythos.

AKAEL I had felt the chill in the air the moment we had entered the throne room. The pillars of obsidian towered over us, anointed with an oily sheen that seemed to draw the light within. Shadows gathered within Audacus's realm, watching. I stood with Thalindra—her fingers clasped around mine, a beacon in the storm—waiting for the King of Chaos to descend from his throne. Hailey took Akasha and the triplets … The truth had destroyed Lilith earlier, but her scream trapped in her throat still echoed in my head.