Historias de Obsidian

****COMPLETED****Angeline doesn't have time for vampires. Her days are spent working to keep her grandmother in the nursing home-until the night vampires storm her classroom. Thrown into chaos, she's forced to ally with Obsidian, a cold, magnetic vampire hunter. He's lethal and distrustful; she's warm-hearted, and refuses to believe anyone is beyond saving. She meets his violence with compassion, and for the first time in his long, blood-soaked life, Obsidian hesitates-blades still drawn, watching the world NOT end because of her. When war erupts between humans and vampires, Angeline learns her grandmother is one of the oldest and most powerful vampires of them all. As darkness closes in, she must decide who to trust, what to fight for, and whether love can survive the monsters within. Updates: New Chapters on Monday, Wednesday, Friday ≈ 1800-3500 words per chapter Check out my blog if you want to get ahead on a few chapters

Y/n, A member of the Crystal Gems, protectors of Earth. But, it seems like Y/n is not your typical Emerald. What's that past of Y/n? What's their connection to Earth? And why do all the Cookie Cats keep disappearing!?

Essentially the title; What if Obsidian was a permanent fusion? There will be major changes to the plot but it will be mostly the same. [Cross-posted on AO3]

(Finished kinda very bad) This is my lore for my character it's a bit confusing With the time line but yeah ( this story is ended having had a falling out with one of the people in this story also I've gotten rid of one of my ocs )

The Zodik Bazaar began and the chosen one was born on a Gemini night. Her pale white skin and bright blue eyes were like diamonds hidden in the sand. She was born from two races, one who is bound by diamond, the other is nothing more than ash. From this miracle, Gemini was born. During this moment, everything was perfect. Nothing could possibly ruin this. Nothing...

The Obsidian Academy was not a place for the innocent. It stood beyond the capital, hidden by spells older than the kingdom itself-where magic was sharpened like a blade, and students were taught not only how to cast spells, but how to survive. Elara Veyne arrived on a blood-red dusk, her acceptance crest burning faintly against her palm. She was not supposed to be there. Common-born, unregistered, and carrying a forbidden magic that could erase souls-her existence alone was a crime. The academy halls whispered as she passed. And then there was Lucien Ashcroft. Top of the hierarchy. Professor's favorite. Dangerous in the quiet way that made people disappear. His silver eyes lingered on her longer than they should have, as if he already knew what she was-and what she could become. At Obsidian Academy, power decided everything. And desire was the most dangerous magic of all.

In a world where a goddess was killed by her brother a hundred years ago, lives 17-year-old Isabella. Bella is living a normal life until the day she starts dreaming about people she has never met or seen, about a time when she didn't exist, and most importantly about a woman who looks almost identical to her. A chain of events are set in motion when Bella meets gorgeous looking James. Will she trust him? 1st place winner in the honor awards!!

A mechanic sees the worlds rarest engine in a car he's working on, the owner unaware of this. the mechanic steals the engine what happens next?

"Then kiss me." I could see my eyes going wild with colors against the mirrors. Going blue, gold and grey. My hands dared to touch such dangerous territory. Slowly, I reached out and put my hand on his chest. Tilting my face, just an inch closer and his mine, all of him. I wanted to devour him, piece by piece. An all consuming need that I can barely control seeps through my fingers, wanting to plunge it through his chest, to pull his sweet soul in my hand. It would be easy and quick, I could almost taste it. My eyes meeting his, searching for an anchor, anything to keep me in control. With a gasp his lips was on mine, hot and sweet and consuming. Biting, nipping and kissing. Too much yet still not enough. "Say my name" he said between kisses. His hands gripping my waist. "Obsidian "

Kaiden is a mythical land where dwarves, giants, and almost any fantastical creature imaginable exists. Deveraux, a half elf, has lived on his own for the majority of his life. Stealing, hunting, and even participating in orcish fighting rings to stay alive. Xenith, on the other hand, is the crown prince of Kaiden. He is spoiled and selfish, and frankly, a piece of shit. When the two finally cross paths, all Hell breaks loose.

This is a steven universe fanfriction. none of the characters belong to me. Obsidian, a faild experiment. has been prisoner on homeworld. for all her life. until the day comes where she is rescued by a specific group of rebels we all know all to well...

The Turner is the only one who can open the book of Aelhelav. Einar and his companions have been on a quest to find the Turner before the cold hands of the enemy, simply known as the Obsidian, can conquer their beloved land. Sann is a servant at Castle Dehder. She is a one armed nomad, now servant who struggles on with life, hoping some day to return to her long lost family's way of life. A strange boy of the forests, not human nor creature, seeks to find a place to belong. Light casters, Kline warriors, and mythical forests lie between them all if they shall ever see what fate has planned for them- and if the golden book Aelhelav will open. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Behold the golden edges of this book, They shall not turn, lest the hands of the reader be of light, Find the turner you must, if you wish to salvage your world. For the Turner comes from a land of ice. The book will only open for this one, and this one alone, far away from the sands, in the mists. Keep away from the Obsidian Hands.

*Dedication:* To the dreamers who stare into the abyss and find not darkness, but the spark of a new dawn. To those who believe that even the most formidable mountains can be moved with courage and an unwavering spirit. *Interdiction:* Let this tale be read with caution. The events within delve into realms where shadows dance and truth hides behind veils of illusion. Should your heart be faint, turn back now, for the path ahead is treacherous, and the price of understanding may be too steep for some to bear. *Preface:* The world was once a mosaic, a tapestry woven from starlight and dreams. But the threads began to unravel when the Obsidian Heart, a relic of immense power, was unearthed. It pulsed with a dark energy, capable of twisting reality itself. Those who sought its power were consumed by it - turning kingdoms to ashes, corrupting souls, and rewriting the laws of nature. For centuries, the existence of this ancient artifact was relegated to whispers, a bedtime story meant to frighten children and warn adults. But as history often proves, legend has a tendency to resurface, especially when the world forgets its lessons. Now, the Obsidian Heart has awakened once more, and the fate of all creation hangs in the balance. A few, driven by duty and destiny, will rise to challenge its malevolent grasp. This is their story.

In the second book, Alice tosses and turns every night with heart aching dreams of Jasper, who was killed by the evil witch Ezra. She battles depression and anxiety and other things not related to Jasper at all. Besides for Alice's dilemma....the war against Monde de Demain and Obsidian has begun....and it might even include a place the girls almost forgot about....Earth. PLEASE, READ THE FIRST BOOK (GIRLS LIKE ME) BEFORE YOU READ THIS ONE! 🙂✨

In a kingdom on the brink of chaos, Princess Iria Fenne Bergette is haunted by fragmented memories and a deadly conspiracy. When a mysterious figure named Iben intervenes in a brutal assassination attempt, his motives and identity plunge Iria into a labyrinth of danger and deception. His enigmatic presence and cryptic demeanor spark an uneasy alliance, but trust is a luxury she cannot afford. As the shadows close in and Verdoran forces encroach upon the realm, Iria's quest for truth becomes a desperate race against time. With every revelation shrouded in secrecy and every ally's loyalty questioned, she must navigate a treacherous web of intrigue where nothing is as it seems. As hidden agendas and dark secrets unravel, can Iria uncover the truth behind the veiled threats before it consumes her kingdom and herself? In this thrilling tale of betrayal and hidden motives, every step could be her last.

Andra Sloane leads a relatively happy, average life. She's spent her summer with her boyfriend Adrian and her sister Daisy filling her days. It's the week before she leaves for her junior year of college, and she wants to spend as much time as possible with those she loves. Her summer is ending on a bright note and her life coudldn't be better. Until one morning Andra wakes up in a coffin wearing a white dress, with no recollection of how she got there or how long she's been gone. It becomes clear to her that she's been gone for longer than she thought, and that she didn't get there on her own accord. Suddenly, she's hearing things more clearly, reacting faster, and seeing numbers everywhere. Questions arise about where she's been, and what she's been doing; but she can barely figure it out herself. After all, how is she supposed to let anyone know the answers to their questions when her memories end at the last night she was seen?

A story I wrote and want to have on Wattpad. Sorry it is bad, it's the first copy. Anyway, read on.... Disclaimer: If you are triggered by suicide and violence and death and gore, maybe don't read it. It doesn't contain suicide, but it contains depression and cutting and things like that. You've been warned so Wattpad and people please don't report this book! "NO!! ALEX!!" Jay yelled. "You killed her!" He yelled through tears. He watched as her body was jerked back and forth, hitting shards of the dark matter The Void was made out of. He watched as her body fell. "On the contrary, she's killed herself by harming me." Eli retorted, smiling in triumph at the look of pain on Jay's face. Alex looked back up at Jay as she fell, tears flowing down her face. Her tears were a dark purple, as was her blood. Her head hit the ground first, followed by a crunch. Her bloody body was torn, bruised, and broken. Her limbs were all in the wrong places. Jay looked at her, pain evident in his eyes. Alex was dead, and he had never tried to stop it. It was all his fault....