Feral Dreamstone Novels & Stories

how can I do that when am just standing far away from him . the only way for this is by using my dream stone at least its gonna help .I stared at the purple glowing stone which contains a fragment of the past event .this fragment is what am gonna use to help Derek realize the truth eventually it take me eternity for that . I dashed out of the castle using my wolf speed .

And just like the modern cities that choked the horizon, this empire was built on the slow, bleeding death of the environment it was supposed to protect. In the exact center of the vast, domed chamber, suspended ten feet in the air above a circular dais, was the Anchor Stone. It was a terrifyingly beautiful object—a raw, jagged diamond the size of a war horse, pulsing with a rhythmic, sickening heartbeat of pure emerald and gold energy. This was the heart of the Aegis of Glass. Looking closely, Lucian could see thousands of microscopic, hair-like silver filaments radiating outward from the crystal, anchoring themselves deep into the glass floorboards, pumping the stolen life-force of the Wes

"What's the lunar stone?" "An ancient Lycan artifact. Lost for a thousand years. Buried somewhere in pack territory. Legend says it can amplify hybrid abilities a hundredfold. Make them unstoppable." He leans forward. Chains rattle. "And someone just found it. They're coming for Neah. And when they get here, they won't just take her blood. They'll take everything." The bond flares. Hot. Urgent. Neah felt that. She's afraid. I turn. Run. Back toward the office. Toward her.

Books slid. Cee grabbed my wrist. “Vera! Slow it down!” I opened my eyes. The room spun. The moonstone blazed brighter. I felt the rift’s pulse match mine—violent, and insistent. Something stirred in the depths, answering the call. “I can feel it,” I whispered. “The Avatar’s energy. It’s connected. The stone isn’t just hers. It’s part of whatever’s behind her. The ancient thing you saw.” Cee’s grip tightened. “Then don’t force it. Guide it. You’re the heir. You choose.”

I asked, my voice low. "Wolves are gathering at the edge of the forest. Not ours. Could be council. Could be Rivenborn." That made me look up. Rivenborn. Nara. They’d stayed nearby. "They know," I said. "They feel it." Sylas shrugged. "They probably do." I reached into my pocket and pulled out the pendant. The moonstone one Emmeline gave me. The one that wasn’t just symbolic. I’d felt it for days—this weight like a heartbeat in my hand. I stared at it now, fingers curled around it.

“So that’s what they were trying to unlock.” “It’s not just a relic,” I murmured. “It’s alive. I don't think we need to visit three different places to gather the entire one.” The entire dark stone was there. The Moonstone that had been within me, kept exuding its equal energy. Serene said if Moon stone reacted with full force it would be the one to collect. I was supposed to destroy.. I wonder it would be destroyed or not. As I stepped forward, the earth cracked beneath the pedestal, and the final trap sprung.

“See? I told you. You’ve got this. Now all you need to do is make it.” “That’s the hard part,” I admitted, setting the sketch down. “I need the perfect stone, something rare and beautiful. And I have no idea where to find it.” Adam tilted his head, his expression thoughtful. “Didn’t you once talk about a place that had rare gems? A pack or something?” “The Astral Pack,” I said without thinking. The name sent a shiver down my spine. “They’re rumoured to have some of the rarest blue sapphires in the world. I wanted to go there years ago, but I…”

" I watched as my past self followed Xander through the crowd toward the back of the warehouse, where the ritual space had been prepared. But as we approached the area where the standing stones waited under the Gemini moon, I noticed something that hadn't been there during my experience. This time, instead of Xander and me being alone at the ritual site, the standing stones were surrounded by three figures in dark hooded robes. They stood in a perfect triangle around the largest stone platform, their faces completely hidden in shadow. Last time, Ferals and Trinax had been hiding in the bushes, waiting for us. Suddenly, the scene shifted, and Xander was no longer there. Instead, dream-Maya wa

Messengers arrived at the hall faster than I could dismiss them, their horses lathered in sweat despite the easy pace. “Shared dreams across three territories,Jake,” the first messenger reported, breathless. “The same image for every wolf who slept past dawn, a fractured light, a child standing where a great iron gate should be, they say the child reached out and the gate turned to water.” “Old relics are reacting,” another added, clutching a bundle of silk. He unwrapped it to reveal a fragment of a seer’s stone that had been dark for three generations. It was glowing with a soft, rhythmic amber light. “It’s humming, beta. It hasn't been touched, but it won't stop singing.”

Dempsey nodded and said, “You’re the only one who can go there among the Heaven-Eradicating Sect because the place is located inside the Stone Realm. It’s dangerous for us to enter that place.” “Alright then, I will go.” James did not hesitate at all. Time was running out for him. He had to infiltrate the Dooms before the Dooms’ gathering. “This is information regarding the Stone Realm and the Stone Race.” Dempsey waved his hand casually, and a beam of light flew toward James. James grabbed the beam of light and activated his Divine Sense. Immediately, he knew more about the Stone Realm and the Stone Race. “I have to warn you, James. The Desolate Grand Canyon isn’t an ordinary place. This is