Astraea Danmachi Novels & Stories

Eynas assisted his queen in her seat. Astra put her face to his face. She looked at him and smiled. "I'm fine" she mumbled and turned her redhead in front of her broods. "Let's welcome, the first heiress of the Erasmus Kingdom!" She growls. "And I declare war among dragons and humans! We will restore our dragon power, the Heart of Magic from them! Scream for me! Scream!" Astra made an extreme growl and all of them made a rumbling sound.

Forsaking the ability to be a man would be far easier. Ashrac's newest toy is a drone used by the earth realm's U.S. military, or so he tells me. It doesn't work, but Ashrac broke it down and rebuilt it so he knows everything it can do. Acasia explained over tea that Dmitri, an earth realm vampire and friend, is creating documentation so Ashrac can attend one of earth's scientific colleges in about twenty-five years. It will be good for him.

He turned, leaving Darius standing in the doorway, torn between fury and something dangerously close to love. Outside, near the trees, Astra watched. Her eyes were wet, but her smile was sharp. “This isn’t over,” she whispered. Then she disappeared into the dark. Astra didn’t stop running until Kael’s house came into view. Her chest heaved, eyes burning, shame and fury twisting inside her. She slammed the door open, voice breaking. “Father!” Kael turned from the window, annoyance flashing. “What now?” She sank to her knees, trembling. “He…, Darius is mated to Wayne. I saw it. I felt it. The way he looked at him, the bond”

Gods. A pair of gryphons soar overhead, their bondeds laughing as they dive through the clouds. Direwolves and their humans moving in perfect sychronizon. One particulary unimpressed frost lynx lounges across a tree branch, glaring down at everyone beneath it like they are personally offending its existence. Further in the distance, Ironclad dragons train with their bondeds, bronze scales glimmering beneath the rising sun. Terrifying, but majestic. For a few silent moments, I simply watch. Because despite all else, I still love them. I always have, even though Aetherion Academy was not supposed to be my future.

“Your wardrobe has been prepared for the season. Madam Dunia personally oversaw the selection.” Erika glanced toward the wardrobe, its doors slightly ajar to reveal rows of exquisite dresses, each one tailored for sophistication and control. She hesitated. “They’re beautiful,” she said, though the sight filled her with unease. “It seems Dunia has planned my wardrobe for the next century.” Astrid paused but didn’t look up. “Only the season, Luna.” Astrid moved to the bedside, deftly laying out a pale lavender dress with delicate embroidery. It was modest yet elegant, perfectly in line with what Dunia would expect. “Shall I help you dress, Luna?”

Her thick fur, a seamless blend of obsidian and smokey grey, shifted with each graceful movement, as if the night itself draped around her. But it was her eyes that held the true enchantment—twin amethysts glowing with an inner fire, deep pools of wisdom and untamed spirit. They gleamed like fragments of a twilight sky, holding secrets whispered only to the wind. Ah, I never knew that she could turn me into a poet, but I guessed that was what true love made you do. As a Gamma, Esther was the perfect balance between strength and strategy; a silent storm capable of turning into a tempest in an instant. Her flexible yet powerful frame moved with effortless precision, each step a dance of calcul

The Moonfall pack, even with the short truce between us, have made it publicly known that they won’t stay quite forever. A haunting thought washed over me, with the nagging question about what Alpha Damon will do now that Aurora is finally mated with Darius?

All wolves deserves a pack and was granted a pack title by the Alpha, no matter how dark a status the pack may have. It is possible to say they're pursuers from the dark packs. I squint my eyes but as I force myself to look further, my vision began to turn blurry. The moment my head felt light, my body follows weakly falling down. The happening was so fast it's almost too scary. In the midst of losing consciousness, I still witnessed the way the carriage doors opened before a man with white long hair and peculiar purple eyes stares at me with a smirk. "It is beyond the greatest pleasures to lay my humble eyes on you, Luna Leaxandra."

Adam studied me for a moment before squaring his shoulders as if he had made a decision on something I wasn’t privy to. “Lizzy, Nathanial Devereaux isn’t your father. He’s ours, but your father is Alpha Lucas Montgomery of the Dark Moon pack.” The ground beneath me swayed, and I plopped to the ground, trying to get a handle on the spinning world around me. “I don’t believe you.” I whispered.

“Are you hurt?’ Maya shook her head. “I…I don’t think so.” His gaze scanned her quickly, checking for injuries, blood or something else. The moment his eyes got to her wrist, his expression changed. His eyes widened in disbelief. Maya felt her stomach twist. “What is it?” Damien didn’t answer but his jaw tightened. The entire clearing watched and waited. Maya’s pulse hammered. “Your majesty…” Damien’s eyes remained on her wrist. Maya followed his gaze and saw a faint silver symbol, almost like a crescent moon surrounded by tiny lines beneath her skin.