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Return of the Luna Queen XIV
Rosalie We had been bumping along for 2 days straight. Only ever stopping to allow the horses a quick rest bite, and to allow me off to relieve my poor bladder or to pull in to sleep for the night. And during the course of our travels so far, we have barely had 5 minutes of no rain. We had come to a jolting stop however when the carriage hit a rather large pothole. The wheel getting caught in the rut, followed by the low creak of straining wood before the final snap as the axel broke in two. “For fu…” Alexander exited the carriage, a stream of profanity following him out as he went to see what the damage was. He has only just managed to get himself dry after the last stop. “Stay here.” He gritted out through his teeth as an afterthought. I dare not do anything but. The scowl he gave me being enough to route me to the spot. I shifted to the side and peered out through the open carriage door. Alexander’s profile visible in the dwindling light, we were barely an hour away from comp
Return of the Luna Queen XV
Rosalie The storm did not ease off. All around us rumbles of thunder broke through the otherwise still night, only to be quickly followed by a bright flash of lightening. Signalling that the storm was above us and with no intention of moving on any time soon. To top it all off, I am not sure if it was simply my eyes playing tricks on me, or even a play of shadows in the dwindling light, but I swear that I could see figures moving swiftly over the barren landscape. But I could never quite be sure, for as quickly as they were there, they were soon gone again. Alex seemed to think it was nothing but an overactive imagination. That the storm had set my nerves on edge, and that I should try to sleep. But never quite stood at ease thereafter. He of course said that if there were any one present, our wolves would have picked up on it by now. Somehow, this didn’t make me feel any better. Nina was still painfully absent, and my subconscious was telling me to stay alert. Alex himself had tol
Return of the Luna Queen XVI
Rosalie How does one fight a being that has no actual form? Are they like ghosts. Made up of unearthly matter that could not be touched or held? It would certainly seem that way. But no fight was to come. Because with the next bolt of lightening the creatures evaporated into thin air. As if they were never there. And for a moment, I was relived. Alex turned to look at me. The large hazel eyes of Silas, looking up at me. We stood sharing a look of combined thankfulness. But then a look of panic crossed his eyes. Surprised by the sudden change, and the immediate bearing of his teeth, I couldn’t quite fathom what had happened. And that was when I answered the question that I had so idly asked myself before. Could a creature, that has no solid form be felt? The answer was yes. Yes, it could. As quick as the flash of lightening that accompanied the strange creature. I found myself bound. Its translucent arms reaching around me, pinning me against its hard body. Sickly sweet breat
Return of the Luna Queen XVII
Rosalie “When Tamara Votadini cast her curse over the demon Tenebris, she took pains in ensuring that the curse she cast bound Tenebris’ life to her own. If anything, Tamara was adamant that her life would be the last that her lover would ever destroy. She felt guilty for what Tenebris has done. And felt as much to blame as he, for falling in love with the monster that was her covens undoing. “The conditions were that he would be cursed to live in void for whatever time was remaining to her. And upon her death, so to would Tenebris cease to exist. “What Tamara didn’t account for. Is that magic demands a balance. Even more so in the ancient magics. When Tamara banished Tenebris from the mortal realm, she changed the timeline. She saved countless souls, all of which were destined to serve in the dark army. Generations of innocent souls instead ascended to heaven, when their purpose was to descend to hell. What is the mortal realm, if not a play thing for the Gods?” Her eyes seemed to
Return of the Luna Queen XVIII
Alexander I could probably count on one hand the amount of times that my heart had been filled with absolute fear. The type of fear that burned in your gut and wrenched at your heart until you wanted to throw up. The type of fear that crippled you. The moment that Rosalie’s perfect red locks disappeared from my sight, apparently into nothingness, the fear began to set in. Our mate connection had gone dead. I couldn’t reach her through our mind link, nor could I sense her in the near area. It was like she was never there to start with. Sheer panic seized me. In the moments that followed, we were greeted with nothing but silence. The moors had fallen eerily quiet. Gone were the great thundering booms that echoed the open space with each flash of lightening. Gone were the strange shadows that danced about just outside of the pool of light emanating from the fire. The shallow breaths that the creatures seemed to take in jarring gasps. Nothing but the gentle brush of the breeze crossin
Return of the Luna Queen XIX
Rosalie The light was beginning to break through the misty moors as we stepped out of the little, rudimentary dwelling, and out into the open air once more. It was a little past day break based off of how low the sun still hovered over the horizon. And for the time of year, unseasonably colder than it should have been. “I know that you have not exactly welcomed our presence here Morag,” I turned to speak to the old woman as her hunched form followed me out of the door, “or my kind for that matter. But thank you, from the bottom of my heart. Without your information I would still be completely clueless.” The old woman said nothing. Her cloudy eyes staring into me like she could read through me without a word spoken. The reality was, that was exactly what she was doing. But it was an unnerving experience all the same. Perhaps the druid was simply assessing me to find some hidden agenda in my words. But yet her eyes never faltered as they continued to probe my soul. “I like you, wol
Return of the Luna Queen XX
Rosalie It didn’t take long before every bone in my body scream to turn back. Something just didn’t feel right to me. The trees grew thick, and the path ahead had become overgrown to the point that the path could barely be seen. With each step, it was becoming more and more apparent that not a living soul lived here. The wooded area held a stillness that I had never felt before. The air around me sat thickly, making it hard to breathe and gave the feeling of oppression. It wasn’t that I wasn’t welcome, it was more that everything around me felt cautious of my appearance. There was no rustle or leaves as the wind blew through the treetops. No movement in the undergrowth as a squirrel rushed by. No startled deer as I rounded a corner. It was devoid of life. Yet I couldn’t help but feel that I was being watched as I moved through the thick blanket of undergrowth. The sun barely penetrated the canopy above me, making it hard to see where I was going. After what felt like an age, a twi
Return of the Luna Queen XXI
Melinda – Rose Cottage, 1721 Bending forward, I light the last tall red candle before me, creating a perfect circle of light in the middle of the small cottage. I often came to the cottage when I needed solace or time to reconnect with my magic. But tonight, I was here for a very different reason. Having been born to a very prestigious and powerful wiccan clan had its advantages, to be sure. But it also came with great hardship. Usually the more ancient the family, the more skeletons in the closet. And despite having moved as far away from the Walker coven birthplace as I could have, didn’t mean I had managed to outrun the curse that followed the Walkers through the ages. My family had done all that it could in order to break the curse. And by now, there were less than a handful of the original blood Walkers left alive. Myself included. Most of which were in the later years of their life. Yet it had not been enough. Two magical beings should have been against the odds to procreate
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