Caster Medea Novels & Stories

A full moon lit up Brida her face as she was preparing for the sacred ritual to honor the Moon Goddess. Every 100 years the planets aligned and in that moment a connection could be made with the Moon Goddess herself. Brida was a werewolf and a sorceress. She had been chosen to function as a portal to the Moon Goddess. There was no greater honor except maybe being sacrificed. Three virgin She-Wolves would be sacrificed to show the goddess their willingness for receiving her wisdom.

When a black cloud appeared out of nowhere, Jared appeared. He looked at me and then at Alessia and Adam. "She's going to sacrifice herself to save you," he said. "She's not afraid to die. She wants to make sure you're safe," he said. I stood still, my heart racing, as I turned and watched Alessia and Adam fight. Everything seemed to move in slow motion as everywhere around me, there was Mayhem. The growls and snarls of wolves everywhere filled the air, and the stench of blood was intoxicating. My gaze shifted back to Alessia when Jared took a step forward.

“Princess Hermione, can I come inside with your medicines? Luna Helena has sent them for you.” It was Luna Helena’s attendant, Drea! “Yes, Drea! Thank you,” said Hera. She entered shyly with her eyes cast downwards and handed the medication to my mate. Soon, she rushed out and Hera flashed me a victorious smile. “You look happy.” She nodded and helped herself to the food.

the woman responded but Mel shook her head. "Okay what's going on and who is this woman?" I asked Mel. "She's Arianna, my friend," Mel happy said but all the woman did was glare at me when I looked at her. "I don't get it! Your friend? From where?" I asked and soon dad uncle Ryan and Kaden shifted back into their human forms with one of the warriors who were there throwing them each some shorts to wear. "She's my mermaid friend from the village. Well she's not a friend but she's more like my mom she's very nice," she responded smiling lightly and all I did was raise a questioning eyebrow.

Shocked I trip almost hitting my head to the door and sink, moving slowly away from a huge and beasty creature, "I've seen your worries and burden I took part in creating you I ain't just let you go off like that" I watch this creature as it's third eye flows in the middle of its forehead, "Celeste?" "I'm hit your moon goddess however I'm the first witch ever to be created" "Monique?" "Yes child" "Was it all true? Arthur did see you" "He did but you decided to brush him aside in his time I'd need" Soft sobs escapes my mouth, as I try avoiding Monique's Gase afraid of her bulky image and all three eyes of hers,

“Do not worry, Aunt. I will make sure she is placed where she belongs. Cain must pay. All his loved ones will pay for the lives he took. Ares must be avenged.” Ava allowed herself a satisfied smile. With Midas on her side, her plan was falling into place. Then Midas called a woman standing nearby, dressed like one of the servants. “This is the one,” Midas announced, tone low. “She is called Maera. She is older than most remember and answers to no house. She can break bonds other women cannot touch.” Wilma’s lips curled into a hard smile.

Zelda’s protection on the necklace only protected her bloodline, since Blade was not hers, the protection was solely coming from me. “Let him go! I will do whatever you want!” Althea on the stage yelled. Her body was severely beaten and bruised, and cuts were everywhere. “I don’t want him here, please…” “Or maybe I will let him go once you do as I tell you.” A wicked grin tugged on Agatha’s face as she turned around. “Or maybe not,” Medea said as she stepped down the stage, her eyes focusing on my mate until she ended up standing in front of him. Her hand touched his chest before her fingers skimmed his naked skin, only avoiding the azurite stone. “I think I want him.”

Mia has faced a lot of cruelty growing up so she should get used to being treated poorly and being disrespected or embarrassed. Even if someone didn't embarrass her, she always ended up embarrassing herself. However, this particular act by Miram has Mia feeling so shocked and annoyed. The fact that she is weak and cannot match Miram's strength since Miram is a full blooded werewolf and even had the blood of an Alpha running through her veins, only made Mia feel even more miserable and annoyed.

If there really was a wiretap, I thought the stalker might say something more. Denver stared at my face as I anxiously checked the messages, then snatched my phone and turned it off. “You’re really…” “Hey, why’d you turn it off?!” “Why are you even looking at this? And you’re asking why I turned it off? Elias. Are you… being tamed or something?” “…….” Being tamed? I wanted to shout that it was nonsense, but my throat tightened, and the words stuck. Being tamed. Me? Being tamed?

All around me growls and snarls filled the night air as wolves engaged in battle, their teeth and claws sinking into one another as they fought to draw first blood. Verina was just getting her bearings again when I blasted her with another ball of energy. It seemed that these shots were more effective than the fire I’d been using earlier, and I appreciated the fact that she had shown me how to make one. This blast connected fully with the mage, blowing her hair backward as she shot across the yard, past the burning structure, into the trees on the other side of the yard. She disappeared into the darkness so that I couldn’t see her anymore, but I knew she was there. I knew she’d be back.