17 Degree Astrology Novels & Stories

“I don’t think I’m the best person for that.” Her gaze didn’t flinch. “I think you’re exactly the right person.” I didn’t respond. My hands curled tighter around the blanket as she spread color samples between us, deep navy, silver accents, hints of soft ivory. “He’s a Sagittarius,” I said before I could stop myself. She tilted her head, surprised. “Yes… December fifteenth.” I nodded, eyes tracing the navy swatch. “Restless. Impulsive. Bold. Always moving faster than everyone else.”

Today, before the sun went down, my wolf was supposed to wake. Most wolves rise at fifteen. Those who wake that early are marked from childhood as the strongest of our kind — gifted, blessed, destined. My fated mate, Alpha Cassian Nightfang, was one of them; his wolf came to him on his thirteenth birthday, and the pack has spoken his name like a prophecy ever since. Fifteen is still considered healthy, still capable, if unremarkable. But seventeen, with nothing? Seventeen means weak. A disappointment. A burden wearing a crown.

"More or less. It's time you knew." Well, so he was going to tell me what he and Ben had planned. This wasn't a trick or a tactic to get information out of me, right? And he was... really Jeremiah, right? "All right, if you tell me your plan and Ben's, I'll give you this important information," I replied. But, no, J. I won't tell you everything. Caution must remain in my dictionary. "My birth symbols are Castor and Pollux, representing the Gemini constellation, and the ruling planet is Mercury."

Probably shouldn’t hold my breath, but I was still going to try. We continued our descent down the winding staircase and at that point I was sure we were many levels underground. I could only surmise what the need for that would be: This Aries, she was powerful, fire magic was dangerous, and we were about to get into some real shit. The thought made me equally anxious and excited. Wait. Did I just say ‘surmise’? Yeah, Acelin was definitely rubbing off on me. “So, Aries, that’s actually my Zodiac sign. My birthday is April 17th.” I remark casually.

Shawna had made a huge mistake in confronting Eva, and she was just beginning to realize it. I had heard of the septagram, or Faerie Star, before. As an Alpha, I needed to learn about all supernatural creatures. The seven points are supposed to represent the Sun, the Forest, the Sea, Magic, the Moon, the Wind, and Connection or Spirit. I remember that the points were also representative of aspects of rulership.

Mira at Seventeen She turned seventeen in the summer of the fifteenth year and the birthday had the specific quality of seventeen in a life that had been built with intention from the beginning — not the drama of fifteen or the completeness of thirteen or the gravity of ten. The quality of seventeen was a kind of confident forward motion, the birthday of a person who understands what they are doing and is doing it.

She looked at her husband he was looking a bit tense and said, “ now tell me what the astrologers said about the baby you are a little tense.” Albert frowned a little and told her about the conversation between him and the astrologers "the astrologers stated after many calculations of stars that the son is born with a calm nature and a strong personality. He is no 1 Alpha of the clan. But if once he gets angry he is not easy to handle. He is born with the spirit of the lion-like me and has the power to control water, thunder, storm, and fire. And he is born with some of your power like flying and controlling ice. But......"

She said: “These are two prophecies of mine, but all of you have to keep silence!” “We got it.” Everyone said. Pure told all the captains to leave because she had to do something. Before going, Lowen asked: “When does the selection of constellation representation take place?" Pure looked at him: “About seven or eight hundred years later. Never too late to hold…” Lowen: “I hope this time is not too complicated.” “I hope so!” Lowen left right then. Pure came back to her palace, and took a deep sleep. She must report back. Something bad is going to happen…

Chapter 110 Cleo I could never hate Angelo. He has been both a dream come true and a nightmare turned into a beautiful dream too . Although Angelo is a Taurus with Aires moon rising , and I'm a cancerian with Libra moon rising , we've always found a way to make things work . I just can't get over what happened when I called Pia. I've never let my baby girl down and it hurt me to the core when she said what she said to me.

I whispered in shock. I heard Caspian clear his throat. “Yeah about that, she fit the description too.” That's too weird. And now I'm starting to think the moon goddess's clues were wrong. “Which of them?” I asked carefully. “For one, she's a Sagittarius. Born November 26th.” I knew it was stupid when Nyla said we were looking for Sagittarius girls! Nobody believed zodiac signs meant anything, right? But I'm willing to put my personal beliefs aside if that helps lift the curse.