Black Zodiac Novels & Stories

In my annoyance, I screamed, and that scream spread all around, and the force of it caused the enemies to jump and cause them to fall. I went down holding my sword, then I looked at Zian. “I know you are also a witch, and I know you use black magic,” I said, and he didn’t say anything and just looked at me evilly. I noticed something strange behind him, and that’s when I realized the black power was from Zerberus, and maybe he had something to do with how Zian could use it. But I remembered what Zaibrel had said to me. I need to resurrect him as an angel in exchange for the white gem I have. I can’t forget my promise, and I can’t abandon that mission.

Even if I wanted to speak, the shard of ice in my throat wouldn’t have allowed any words to come out. “All these years, all I wanted was what was best for Nightcrest.” He jerked his head toward Zoe. “I needed her blood. The blood of the Black Wolf.” A soft gasp rippled through the room at that. I’d heard legends of the Black Wolf before—a creature of legend that was said to take over the world. The antithesis of the Moon Goddess. A werewolf with such dark magic in its veins that it could control our kind, even rogues, and fill the world with shadow and plague and war.

Dad grabbed the nurse, throwing her out of the room alongside himself. "Well-done, Emily, you have accomplished your mission." A sinister scent emerged, a wicked laugh echoing across the room. The once blue sky was now a mixture of black and white with the moon reflecting its radiant image. Wails filled the air as a ray of light fell from the sky, hitting a mountain on the other side of town. I groaned, wincing as my hand was scorched by the flaming book. The pages settled, words in red appearing on the pages. "Strigoi, Nosferatu, Jiangshi…"

“Sorry to interrupt, Alpha King. I thought the black virus could only affect a werewolf.” “We have one in common. That’s why it affects us too. How do you know about it?” “We call it black virus because of the nature of the infected. It bleeds black blood after all the veins turn black and burst. The last time I heard, at least eight werewolves are dead in Portland.” “So what do you want from me, Dylan? You finally found each other.” Zarah looked at Nirvana. “I know Dylan. You can trust him.” “So far, he’s proving himself to be useful.”

My wolf said ,she hated disrespect. I growled at his words, how dare him insult me, I could feel dark energy surroundings him and if I were to absorb them all then I will make myself weaker, the asshole doesn't deserve light. And if I'm to also snap his neck am sure his alpha wouldn't like that and take that as a threat and start a war which wouldn't be too good for me since I'm getting weaker by each seconds. "I am Alpha Emera Black, Alpha of the Black moon pack and beside me is Beta Christabel and Delta chole and we are here for the annual meeting arrange by the council elders." I said as calmly as I can without snapping his neck in return.

I ask. “There haven’t been any multiple births ever within the pack/clan or whatever they call themselves. The boy that is rumoured to be kept there is of middle eastern descent but I am not sure where he is from. The rumour is that he has some sort of power but they are using him to find others.” Haskar explains. “Want to bet that he is one of the Zodiac 12,” I state. “Sounds like it. They are probably using him to try and find the Gemini set.” Silas comments.

Tyrel could not continue what he was supposed to say until Yesha continued what he was saying. "Symbolize as death? And it symbolizes as bad luck?" Tyrel nodded while Yesha took a deep breath before she explained to Tyrel why the black color is her favourite." "Doesn't mean black symbolizes bad luck and death. We will be afraid of the color black. For me, black is like me, and black is like other people who struggle with what they are going through. What black means to me is hope. Why? Because even if you are trapped in your dark experience, darkness will call to light to give you hope of being free from all your problems. Whatever you hide in the dark, it will make its way to someone to hel

"Their way of being unpredictable. They will make the land their ally." "We know their way," Blaze snarled, his fingers on the hilt of his sword. "We will repay their ruthlessness with our own." Zane leaned against the tent pole, arms folded. His cheerful smile was nowhere in sight, and in its place, he scowled with icy, hard eyes. "Their Alpha, Darius Blackmaw, is our monster equivalent. He tried to claim Rhea once. He will not stop until he has her, or she is dead.".

“When I was small, my parents told me stories about moon-blessed children. Pairs of wolves marked by Luna herself for a special purpose.” Zane opens the ancient book, carefully turning brittle pages until he finds what he’s looking for. He spins it around to face us. The illuminated manuscript shows two wolves, one midnight black, one silver, standing beneath a crescent moon. Behind each wolf’s ear is a small, glowing mark identical to the ones Zane and I share.

What if he doesn’t know for sure? I’ve been unlucky my whole life. “Being born under a Black Moon makes you someone who’s fierce and has the power to change the world. Now, that change doesn’t always have to be bad, but it can be. It all depends on what you’re going to do with your life. Your intention. If you decide that you want to dedicate your life to being good, then why should that be a bad thing? I’m not saying that it’s not something difficult to handle, but being born under such a moon can be rewarding.”