Astrology X Files Novels & Stories

Realizing that Angus was hesitant about continuing, Xavia couldn’t help but tense up as she replied, “…I-Is something the matter…? Is it bad news…?” Sensing that Xavia was starting to believe that she was a bad omen again, Mark quickly patted her on the head before turning to look at Angus and saying, “Go on, Grandpa Angus.” Stroking his beard, Angus sighed before replying, “Well… rather than being a misfortune bringer, Miss Lockhart is rather lucky, and she has a spectacularly strong destiny… You see, her time of birth and birthdate are of the fire element, which would normally be detrimental since too much fire is a bad thing… Thankfully, the name, ‘Xavia’ means, ‘bright as water,’ and it

Phineas gripped his fork so hard the tines bit into his palm. "Lavender," Xavier whispered, his breath a hot, moist intrusion. "Citrus. Standard Omega profile. But there’s something else, isn't there? A third, milky note. Heavy. Sweet." Phineas’s heart hammered against his ribs like a trapped bird. He didn't move. He didn't breathe. "You’re carrying, aren't you, Little Heir?" Xavier’s voice was a low vibration, meant only for Phineas’s marrow. "The Vane pup is already nesting."

Your soulmate just accused a trustworthy werewolf of witchcraft without any proof! Evangeline: That same she-wolf who accuses me of casting a spell on Xander… the pendant is in his pants pocket… on the right side… it’s ash gray… it depicts a wolf howling at the moon… she wanted him to look like Xavier… Charles: We’ll get to the bottom of this… empty your pockets, Tiffany… Tiffany: That’s all nonsense! There’s no way I’m emptying my pockets because of what she said! Alexander: So, you just said my Angel is right. You don’t want to empty your pockets to prove your innocence…

“I do love you. Even when you irritate me.” “I do nothing of the sort.” “Oh, so it’s just my imagination when you knock my things off of places and throw up on my stuff.” “Yes, that sounds about right,” he said in a smartass tone. I shook my head and kept walking. My next stop was at the planetarium on the backside of the fortress grounds. This is where the cosmic witches did all of their magic and studies. I actually enjoyed this place a lot. The cosmic witches dealt in zodiacs, horoscopes, astrology and celestial energy. It was pretty cool. I learned from spending time here that my zodiac was an Aries, which explains why I have such a strong connection with my fire element.

She said and faked a growl while winking. In another corner of my eyes, I heard Harris talking with the guy he was always with. The person with him is well built and would easily pass as a knight in this academy, unlike that little puppy who is the exact opposite. He could easily be killed if that guy just walk away for a minute. "What business does Mistress Tavich wants with our guy?", said Cyrvian. "Mind your own business", Harris retorted.

Xavier frowned. He moved to the file cabinets lining the far wall and opened them one by one. Inside were neatly organized folders, each labeled carefully. He pulled several out at random and flipped through them, his brow furrowing as unfamiliar formulas and notations stared back at him. “I don’t understand this,” Xavier said, handing the files to Professor Holloway. “What is this?” Holloway scanned the pages, his expression changing almost immediately. His lips pressed together. His fingers tightened. “This… isn’t right,” he said slowly.

The celestial guide encouraged Victoria and Alexander to immerse themselves in the celestial lore, where the luminescent symbols and astral glyphs revealed the secrets of astral phenomena. As they delved into the celestial archive, the luminescent symbols danced before their awakened senses, narrating tales of astral phenomena that spanned epochs. Victoria and Alexander, custodians of celestial wisdom, felt the harmonious currents of the universe flowing through the astral glyphs, connecting them to the cosmic narratives etched in the fabric of reality.

Why do it have to be facing the door. My poor ass. "And what the hell do you think you're doing." Xavier growls from behind me. Is he a werewolf or something? An Alpha in particular. Why does this kind of bad things always happen to me? "Hmm, trying to pick the file." I smile sheepishly at the awkward position we are in. "Move." "I can't move, not now that I have gotten so close to picking it." I scowl. "Then hurry up." He snorts.

Xavier is the good mate from the prophecy Right?????

Xavier slowly opened the file, his eyes scanning the title: Mission Report - 201 - Blood Crescent - I