Feral Dreamstone Novels & Stories

he said, almost as if calling me a fool for suggesting such a plan without doing my homework. “There’s a magical stone that Sawyer’s father found. I’m guessing that’s how he was able to start the ritual. If we can get our hands on that stone, we’ll be able to escape. Once we’re in the human world, we’ll live a life far superior to the humans. We can even start our own pack. Carena’s already carrying my child, so we can reproduce and become the best versions of ourselves.” As I laid out the plan, I watched Matt’s face brighten with anticipation. I knew then that I had him convinced. “But where do we find this stone?” he asked, still a bit confused.

explained Ferdinand. I also received the salary and I immediately gave it to the babysitter. At night Ferdinand also seemed busy. He spends time at the pack mansion to train with his pack. He said there would be a struggle for crystal stones. It's been a long time since I heard of rock crystals. The stone existed and disappeared hundreds of years ago. Even though I actually know that I am not Mr. Jeremy and Mrs. Lily, I am also grateful because I have been cared for by them. *

The stick were released and Mitne looked at the tip. “Oh, yeah, this would have cut a finger off for sure. I’ll keep this just in case we need to do something like this again,” Mitne let is disappear I see it appear in our shared pocket. We went to the next beacon and like before it was also a puzzle for us to open. We finally reached the seventh crystal with a lot of thinking and trying things. Mitne let it disappear in our pocket before we started to walk to the centre of the library where the pedestals are. Now we only need moonlight to get them charged up and full of moon magic.

Gazing forward, the forest is the only thing before us, and I share a look with Eric before moving forward; her screams cutting through the air with a faint voice as we get closer. Fuck! She's near! Mate. Mate. Mate. Aztec chants, but I pay no attention to him as I run towards the dark forest, trying to resist Aztec urge to take control. Not yet. "Motherfucking bastards!" I can no longer control Aztec as he takes sight of our mate being abused by a mild number of wolves. KATNISS. "What the fuck is he doing here? Why is he here? No fuck! He isn't supposed to be here!"

In the palm of my hand rested a stone of extraordinary proportions, radiating an ethereal glow. It was none other than an aura stone. [Intermediate Aura Stone] I stumbled upon an aura stone, far more potent than any I could ever hope to find in a mundane store. It appeared that acquiring such high-quality stones was a challenge for even the most seasoned mercenaries, perhaps due to the scarcity of monsters roaming the surface. This particular stone belonged to a fearsome creature known as the Sapilisk, a beast of Disaster rank. It was a rarity to find such a formidable foe in the vicinity, and the nearby cities lacked the means to actively hunt it down.

The purple of the flame indicates something specifically related to The Dark. I find them deep in the Khangai mountains of Mongolia. The closer I get, the more it feels like something is wrong. I can feel their pain, but it is so raw and animalistic, I can’t pinpoint what's causing it. Seraph runs countless miles until their scents are strong enough for a good, long howl to summon them. She waits until she feels their presence. I can’t smell Cora or Dante, but two of the Feral are waiting for me in the thick trees. When I'm sure they are watching, I shift back to my human form and call out to them.

“I promised to discharge him from the army. I did. But a boy with your blood is too valuable to leave in the slums. He is in the palace dungeons, Isolde. He will stay there to make sure you keep your end of the bargain.” I screamed in rage and lunged at him. I wanted to scratch his eyes out. I wanted to tear the stone from his face. But as I got close, the door burst open. Lady Morgana stood there. She was beautiful, but her eyes were full of venom. She held a small, glowing stone in her hand, a Truth-Seeker. "Your Majesty!" she cried, pointing the stone at me. The stone turned a bright, angry red. "I knew it! This girl is not Isadora. The stone never lies. She is a spy!"

"I guess I kind of understand now. When they attacked you, you protected me all those years, and you made me live in the palace cell without them knowing, and I really don't know how you did it without anyone suspecting. Well, let me tell you my side of the story. I escaped from that really sick cell because I was bored with my life. And guess what? I ended up being chased by some of your followers, who claim I'm going to kill them and then find out they're right. The old man nodded again with a small smile on his face. Damontry turned upside-down to meet the man. "But what is my future? I mean, what should I do now?" "Miss, did you see the stone in the chest? That chest is opened only to th

His presence alone was grounding, a strange tether in the unpredictable pulse of the living forest. The path widened into a clearing, and the first signs of corruption were immediately visible. Moonfire stones along the ground flickered, dimming unnaturally. Small plants shriveled where they should have thrived, and the scent of rot mingled with the usual crisp smell of moss and pine. “The Ferals aren’t random,” Thalen said quietly. “They are drawn to imbalance. To fear. To what the forest finds… impure.”

Xienma felt a surge of awe and wonder, her connection to the ancient magic within her growing stronger with each passing moment. "Welcome, travelers," a voice echoed through the air, deep and resonant. A figure emerged from the shadows, a majestic stag with antlers that seemed to reach the very heavens. Its eyes were filled with a wisdom that seemed to span the ages. "I am Cernunnos, guardian of the Moonstone. To earn the stone, you must pass three trials that will test your bond and individual strengths." Xienma's heart raced as she stepped forward, her voice steady and resolute. "We are ready, Cernunnos. We will face whatever trials you deem necessary to protect our world from Drax's darkn