Novel & Cerita Fairy Tail Seilah

************** Letty - POV My blood boiled as I overheard Silas yearning for a weak human mate. I had done everything possible to gain Silas's never care for me, but he refused to consider my offer to be his as a real Luna and not a temporary one. Yet, I longed to be a true Luna.

"She made us memorize it before she'd let us go. Said if we didn't deliver it word for word, she'd come back." The parchment was ordinary, the kind sold in any market. But the words written on it in that same familiar handwriting made my phoenix fire surge: "Now we're at two. Want to play faster?" Two. Cassian and now Althea. A pattern forming—taking the children of those closest to me. Selena's witch-portal opened before I could even send word, and she stepped through looking like death itself. Her usually immaculate silver hair hung loose and wild, her ceremonial robes replaced with battle leather I hadn't seen her wear since the Alaric war. Behind her, Corin emerged, his witch-mark glowin

With no master and any of the mistresses present, Sebastian, the oldest child of Laquin Kai, nicknamed Baruk the orc goblin, became the new master and took over the estate as soon as possible. K Whatever, on the other hand, stayed in their world for the time being, wanting to enjoy life before facing the punishment that awaited her in her bubble system. When she returned home alone in the house, Dahlia's soul smiled at her, "Thank you. Whether it's a change or not, thanks to you, I'm now free from that loop." K Whatever looking at her and asked, "What's going to happen to you?" “A deal is a deal,” Dahlia said flatly and walked out of the room, leaving K Whatever in the dark.

Kaia There was no real choice. It was either a drug-induced sleep or acting like a puppet. Either way, I was just waiting for the storm my father would bring. Fenral held up a small tablet. I tried to look away, but my eyes wouldn't obey. On the screen, a white ghost of fury tore through the lab. It was Selah. She moved like lightning, her jaws snapping and her claws shredding everything in sight. Machines exploded in showers of sparks. Glass shattered into a million shimmering pieces. She was a whirlwind of beautiful, terrifying rage.

Lisha looks at the man in front of her and smirks as she asks, “Why should we trust you, Samuel?” He inclines his head toward the castle and says, “Tell me something, Allana’s granddaughter.” Lisha stiffens “What?” “Is Seline still alive?” “How do you know Seline?” Samuel smirks, “Seline is my wife.” Lisha snorts, “I don't know if it's escaped your notice Samuel, but Seline is a dark fae, like me.” He shrugs, “So.” “Dark Fae and Seelie dont mate.”

"You don't have a choice, Selene. Your son does not belong to you." Selene feels a powerful aura from Harry, demanding she submit. She pushes against his aura. She was a hybrid-the daughter of an Alpha and the protege of a powerful witch. Her aura fills the air-beginning to overpower his, and faeries surrounding her fall to their knees. Cleo's eyes change color, a sign that she is fighting Selene's aura.

Their first stop was the Whispering Lake, an ancient place where the Priestess claimed the first fragment of Selaria’s power slept beneath the waters, guarded by the spirits of the moon. The journey was quiet but heavy with unspoken emotions. Zane held her hand as they reached the shimmering lake, its surface still as glass under the early morning light. As Autumn stepped into the shallows, the water glowed beneath her feet. A low hum rose from the depths, echoing with forgotten words. “I feel her,” she whispered. “Like a song in my bones…” The lake's spirit, a glowing figure of silver mist, emerged. “You who carry the heart of Selaria, are you ready to bear her pain?” it asked.

"It is beyond the greatest pleasures to lay my humble eyes on you, Luna Leaxandra." My instincts took over me the moment he took the initiative to step inside, making me bite my tongue and regain consciousness enough to lunge straight at him and straddle him outside on the ground. "What gives you the right to live and invade my carriage?" I sneered, pressing my dagger on his neck. Now that I'm this close, I could witness the way his purple eyes fill with dark shades of somewhat magical dusts. "Woah, chill down, lady." Purple eye chuckles as though finding me something to be fond of. Raising his right hand, he twirls a curl of my hair. "You're cute."

When I looked below me, I saw Selene running as fast as she could toward Bastien and Lila. Her eyes were back to their normal purple and blue color. She got her abilities back. I knew the only thing holding me together was the fact that the tendril was still inside of me. Pain seared through my body, and I found it difficult to hold onto my consciousness. I wanted to get to Lila, but if I moved, I would bleed out for sure. Bastien was handing an unconscious Lila to Xander, telling him to get her to safety. I was wondering why the snake things weren’t doing anything and why Zagreus had gotten quiet. I saw that he was staring at me with utter horror while Jazzy kept demanding him to finish the

Emotions raw: doubt lingering, loyalty pulling her forward, a sisterly bond mending despite the strain. Lila joined them, her black curls tousled by the wind, framing her sapphire-blue eyes wide with empathy, her healer's robe fluttering in the breeze. The star tattoo shimmered white, Mist curling within her, emotions tender: sorrow for the pack's suffering, hope in Selene's arrival—her mentor's wisdom a lifeline—and love for Alya that made her step closer. "The wraiths come with the rituals," she whispered, voice melodic but urgent, the stream's bubble amplifying her fear. "Veyra summons them—blood calls. But Selene... she'll guide us. Alya, your bond with Kael... it strengthens you."