Eclipse Rune Sod Novels & Stories

“And she didn’t even know it. You can’t see her runes, can you?” “What runes?” “How can’t you see them? You’re one of them. They’re on her back.” “Well, I haven’t seen her shirtless.” “Oh, right.” “What are those runes, anyway?” “They look like fire, but now that I know what she is, maybe it’s an angel thing. Ren doesn’t have runes like she has on her back, but he has something on his arm..” I showed her the rune on my wrist. “I got it when I touched the sword.”

My mind rushed through all the runes I could remember. I could only see a little of the run on Vince’s arm, but it was distinct enough that I should be able to narrow it down. The rune on Vince’s looked to be circular at the very bottom, but there was a clef at the bottom that reminded me of a sickle.

“Channel a little of your magic into it, carefully. I’ll anchor the energy. But be certain you’re prepared for what it might show us.” She exchanged a glance with Ezra, who pressed a reassuring hand to her back. She nodded. “All right. Let’s do it.” Eamon motioned for her to hold her hands over the rune—without touching it—while he placed one palm on the table near the artifact. He whispered a caution to Ezra to keep his distance, in case the device lashed out. Alara closed her eyes, inhaling. She felt Asena stir, the familiar swirl of half-wolf awareness guiding her. Gently, she funneled a trickle of her magic forward, letting it brush the edges of the rune’s aura. At first, the rune remain

Meanwhile, at Blackmark mansion, Raya was sipping her wine when the witch named Griffin appeared out of nowhere and bowed down to Mrs Blackmark. "Griffin...what are you doing here?" she asked smilingly then continued, "Oh, it doesn't matter. Now that you are here...join me for a drink. Will you?" "My lady...I need to tell you something important…" her facial expressions were crucial and tone seemed urgent. "What is it?" Raya asked with her eyebrows knitted. "The eclipse is coming…" she mentioned carefully. Hearing this Raya left the glass of wine from her hand and it broke into a million pieces, the wine spread along the floor.

Swoosh In between his eyebrows, the crescent-shaped incomplete rune emitted a shocking god ray. It seemed to have felt the crazy breakthrough of Zephyr Khan, and at this moment, the crescent-shaped incomplete rune shone brightly like glass. At this moment, Zephyr Khan could clearly feel that the crescent-shaped incomplete rune seemed to have changed a lot because it swallowed the dragon soul. A simple and unadorned aura came at him. Not only that, but it also showed signs of being repaired.

Circe was beginning to get restless. “Ready to go for a run?” His voice was velvety soft as I heard him for the first time in my subconscious. I wanted to reply through the mind-link, so I did just as my dad had taught me. I reached out with my mind and found a golden pattern, the same colour as the rings of his eyes. It was laced with authority, cedar, spice, and a smattering of unsurmountable power. It was definitely Liam; his scent was infused in the pattern, making a clear bridge connection between us.

The two dragons glided along for a few hours before Slate began to descend over a field in the territory of a kingdom closer to his own lair and far enough away from Beelzanborg that the soldiers who were clearly rallying to come after the Heart of Magic couldn’t reach them--yet. He touched down in a field of golden wheat, catching the sunbeams and sparkling like each stalk was made of a precious metal.

It gave me an edge around the people I mingled with. I still had my harem of witches with me minus Lilith. The bitch left and took everything in my vault. It was okay, some of it was hers anyway and she did leave me the formula of the "No-scent" elixir that helps wolves blend with the humans. Because of it, wolves have difficulty sniffing out a wolf from a human so it's a great thing for the spies I have scattered all over the country.

Victory is within reach and soon I will be taking my father’s precious Beta position away from him and there is nothing he can do about it. [Grace we are so close!] Amelia calls out through our link, yapping happily. I can see the veil of magic shimmering, the Moon Goddess letting this be her way of showing us out of the cage they call The Run. I howl excitedly, my companions doing the same as we announce our victory in completing the Run without being claimed or claiming another.

“The runes are our pack’s lifeblood, woven with the first Alpha’s blood to bind the land’s pure spirits. They protect us from corrupted spirits twisted by greed or ambition. Nightshade’s rituals have awakened such a force, targeting women of power.” Kiyiya nodded, her voice steady. “Each rune tells a story. Some guard, some heal, others… bind. We’ve strengthened them over generations, but they’re straining against Nightshade’s magic. You felt them, Aurora, because your spirit resonates with their power.” Marcus leaned forward, his roguish grin surfacing. “So, these runes are like magical poetry? Althea, you and Kiyiya must be poets, then.” His playful tone drew a soft laugh from Althea, her