Caster Medea Novels & Stories

Thats my girl, Meda is so like me it's ridiculous. I go outside and take my clothes off once I reach the tree line, I hate shifting in clothes, I am cheap and don't like spending money if I have perfectly fine stuff already. I fall back and let Meda take control, it's not painful anymore, thank goodness. Once shifted she immediatley takes off sprinting, Meda loves to run, I enjoy it as well, its a feeling of freedom we both get as the wind blows through her fur, like we could just fly away and go where our hearts desire. She stops at slow flowing river coming off the sea that flows through the territory and drinks from it, I can see her reflection looking back at me, Meda is average in heigh

A whisper past through her mind but she could not catch the words as she stood before the alter and found Leonidas chained to its surface. “Release him,” She commanded Adam as she looked around her. The space around them was deserted apart from the medical tents that held the now wounded members of Moon Fang. The air was calm and quiet, too quiet. Dread filled her as she noticed the flicker of fires in the distance from across the lake. The sound of breaking chains filled the air as Leonidas leaped from the heavy iron chains that held him captive and rubbed at his wrists. His hair was dishevelled and for the first time since the Pack Wars he saw fear in his eyes.

Lie-truth-lie. Kathrine eyed me, warry, before she waved an irritated hand towards the door: "Do not hurt Medea, or you will incur the wrath of those you hate so much." "Many blessings upon you, Mother of Ruin." I curtsied again before laughingly ending with: "And do not forget our arrangement. No more Apocynum if you stop production on the Volto. Also, Alaric demands mass production of your weapon. He says the sample was most satisfactory."

Unfortunately, it only served to remind her of the truth of her earlier accusation—that Oscar was indeed skilled at creating surprises. "Please come in, Luna." This was one of the proofs. More precisely, it was another surprise that Era had never expected. She had never suspected or even considered that one of her professors was a werewolf, let alone from the same pack as her. "Hello, Miss," Era greeted with a forced smile, feeling a little uncomfortable with Madeline's reception. "How are you?" Madeline shook Era's hand warmly and smiled. "I'm fine, as usual." The atmosphere was a bit awkward; Madeline could clearly feel it. So, she decided not to discuss academic matters right away. Instea

“What are you doing, Lady Vastria? That was a werewolf. You cannot trust if they will or will not attack.” Elcid protested while being held to the ground by Vastria. Vastria got off Elcid getting to her feet and pointed to the forest feeling out of breath, “That werewolf was Meagan.”

These meditations will help me gain control over my darkness. I felt a sting in my heart a few moments later bringing me out of my meditation. I could tell what was wrong. I teleported to the place where Kathir was. The sight instantly brought the darkness to the surface and she lets out a powerful wave of force making the hunters fall unconscious. The strong stench of blood and the grunting of my wounded warriors made me shake in rage. The strange scent reached my nose and it threatened my darkness making it radiate off me in a defensive stance. That was a thing I recently heard about but never seen before; bright ash liquid. The ash of a powerful meteorite that once had been a bright sun i

Her body floats at the big outflow of the water down to the city of Human Town. As she was being unconscious for three hours. Her body was now found at the riverside near the Forbidden Forest of Human. She began shaking like she was having sudden convulsion seizures. Her skin was so pale, her eyes began to dilate but it was changing color from blue and gold. Her skin started to show white fur but it just keeps on fading. Her body started to curl like her bones are moving on the inside wanting to transform. Her teeth showing sharp canine and her feet and hands started to show sharp claws. But the suffering of Amaia made her wake up. Her eyes open again but the color of it was full black. She