Centauress Story Novels & Stories

“Silver Colt. The Cursed child born under the Blood Moon eighteen years ago.” Her lips moved but I saw was the Moon goddess speaking. “It's time for your awakening.” “And the world is not ready for you.”

Even though she prepared earnestly for it, she stood under the harsh moonlight, hugging her bare body not because of embarrassment or cold, but from severe anguish. Something changed about her since she returned from Ðela Dzĩ. I couldn't place my finger on what happened but I knew that it wasn't just because of Zinnia's impending death. She told me her father met the daughter of the goddess who laid a curse on blood wolf and the story behind the goddess. The goddess' child, Milena, then traded her life for the end of the curse, and the great witch, Vecoria worked for Milena. The story made sense and I could understand why Deianira passed such an awful curse, but that wasn't the reason for my

They knew that this quest held the key to their world's fate. As they ventured further into the forest, an eerie mist descended, shrouding their surroundings in an otherworldly haze. Their senses heightened, and their instincts sharpened, for they were not alone. A figure emerged from the mist, its presence both ethereal and commanding. It was Celestia, an ancient being who had guarded the forest for centuries. Her voice resonated with ancient wisdom as she spoke, "You have been chosen to retrieve the relic, for only the power of fated mates can unlock its true potential."

Aurora cut in sharply, "I thought the Clairvoyants were known for their unwavering courage. Have they become a shadow of themselves?" "Do not speak when your elders speak, little girl," Ceres hushed and Aurora's blood boiled. "I can make you a little one, madam Ceres, and I shall be the elder. How would you like it? A toad might be too large for you, don't you think? Perhaps an ant that can easily be squashed by my little feet." Madam Ceres snarled. Aurora smiled sweetly. "Good. Now madam Othelia, please do tell us how we can find the unknown."

I tried to count how many hunters I could see, but I was pushed back into the darkness. With a deep breath, I was back in the foyer, sitting on the floor. I looked down at Zee, she was also awake again. That can’t be possible, surely not. I recalled what Zelena told me that day we went running in the forest. Drakos-Mati is just a story, she couldn’t really have the eye. But then again everyone thought the Triple Goddess was a myth, look how that turned out. That vision, or whatever it was, that was real. It had to have been. Zelena had never seen the Crescent Wolf pack, there's no way she could have known what it looked like. This girl will never stop surprising me.

A second pulse shook the mountain—but this time, it didn’t throw her off balance. This time, it bowed. The throne’s magic slammed into her one final time—ruthless and unfiltered. Her spine arched as visions assaulted her: the founding of the mountain court, the coronation of the first queen, the wars, the betrayals, the fires. And at the center of it all—Serena, standing at the crossroads of history. When she opened her eyes, they glowed white. The throne stopped pulsing. Silence. And then—

This must be what made Andromeda so bitter. Serena was still confused. There were so many questions she had. She still needed to know how the creatures were created. How did the centaurs begin to exist? Were they extinct now? And who were the parents of the twins?. She would find out if she just followed the girls. As she was about to move, the hands came again and held her back. She was pulled back into the smoky green haze. As she fell through the haze, a voice whispered in her ears. It sounded like the serene voice of the moon goddess.

“How did you find me here?” “I rode the tide of magic until I saw you experiencing the past from her eyes.” Centra spoke with awe in her voice. “It took a while…” “Her eyes?” She interrupted but the answer clicked almost immediately. She was experiencing the love affair between Sasha and Righ. “Sasha. The old king’s true love. It was her own people that killed her. She almost freed him of his relentless curse.” Centra sounded sad and nostalgic. “Then the relic was lost. And without the pendant, he was forced back into exile.”

After many a lifetime and an astonishing outcome to their union, Arethusa thought she had her path partner all figured out by now, but she clearly had not. When Cetus detected the exchange of life forces on her, he went mad with jealousy. "ARETHUSA! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?" Cetus, the next in line to take over the throne of Atlantis for this century, was causing an earthquake in the depths of the sea. "Cetus, you have got to listen to me! He is my pair! The one nature chose for me!"

Aurora said while thinking. "Centaurs? "Yes, sure, we can try, and as long as they can bear the extreme heat, they will be willing to let us travel on their back," I said, caring for her cheeks. I walked towards Rosie and told her to put a spell on the centaurs so that they could understand our language. Rosie muttered something and put up a spell on them all together. Walking towards them "Hello Centaurs I know we just had a conflict in the beginning, and we know it's not your fault as you were all motivated, but to move forward, we really need your help."