Novel & Cerita Fiction Books About Zodiac Signs

​She hit the search button, half hoping to find hidden scientific articles, government conspiracies, or at least news about a rare genetic disorder that caused sufferers to grow excessive hair and howl at the full moon. ​However, her search results were instead flooded with rows of digital book covers featuring shirtless, muscular men and fragile-looking women under the moonlight. ​They all pointed to links for online romance novels. ​Nichole scrolled down her screen, reading the titles inwardly with her eyebrows knitting closer together. ​"Bride for the Alpha" ​"The Wolf CEO's Human Mate" ​"Rejected by the Cruel Alpha" ​"Entangled in the Possessive Lycan's Forbidden Love"

He chuckled throatily. Whilst Brodie was in the bathroom, Talia was restlessly pacing her floor, not quite knowing what she should do as she waited. Going over to her bookshelf, she started scanning the titles, not really paying attention at first. Then, one of the books caught her eye. 'The Lunar Goddess and her Children.' It was meant as a bedtime story for pups and was the tale of how werewolves came into existence. The shadow wolf had said something about her being born under the Goddess herself, maybe...Talia was startled by the door to her bathroom opening and Brodie appearing. Seff was gone again, his eyes back to their usual light blue.

Yesran remembers Zane's words in the library. With wet and cold hands Yesran opened the book, and she read the last page carefully. On the page of the book was a picture of a wolf howling in the moonlight, and with it was an inscription. An ancient prophecy from a psychic from the northern continent called the Zaphire Sun. Which says that there was a blessed birth for the wolves that is believed to this day. “Child of the Moon Goddess?” whispered Yesran little, she reread the next line. Yesran's heart was beating very fast. “A woman who was born during an eclipse and has a moon-shaped birthmark on her heart?”

“There’s no easy way to tell you this. In most cases, I wouldn’t even venture to utter it, but from what I’ve learned about you, Megan, and what I know about you, Vickie, and what I’m sure you’re up against… I believe it’s right to tell you the truth. It can only make things easier. “I am what I like to call an altered human. While in Africa, I encountered a wicked high priestess who infected me with the zombie spider; like what happened to Jacob. Fortunately, my travels had exposed me to a variety of wise and knowledgeable people. One such person was a clan leader who admired the work I was doing with educating the needy on maintaining good health. When he saw my health and stamina dec

He places the stack on another empty table. "Here you go, Miss Anna. If I may advise you, I suggest starting with this book here," he points to a red book with gold lettering. "It's about the division of the packs. Then go to this book here," he points to another book with a green cover. "This one is about the old kings and the once-powerful Luna of Mooncrest, and then the rest is up to you." Powerful Luna? I give Zahir a sincere, enthusiastic smile for his tips and dedication in fetching all these books for me.

I opened the first book, Prophesy of the 1900’s. Scanning the pages, there are probably thousands of prophesies here! ‘Under the full moon a full moon, when the moon and the sun are seen together, a baby of great power will be born’ ‘A pure silver wolf will mate with a pure blood and together they will end the war, creating a new beginning’ How am I suppose to know what one would even be talking about me? I can already tell I am getting frustrated. I think I will keep this book for bedtime reading. Closing that one and placing to the side, I picked up Where do Prophesies Come From and What are They?

The grimoire turned out to be the largest book Cassandra had ever seen, with pages made of parchment illuminated with tracery, and it was open to a page thickly covered with elegant, intricate writing. To Cassandra, it was the most beautiful handwriting she had ever seen. She felt the urge to trace her fingers over the inked pages. There were pictures of herbs, flowers, roots, and seeds. There were also diagrams and drawings of astronomy. Some of them with suns, moons, and stars, or symbols for the zodiacal constellations: two fish for Pisces, a bull for Taurus, a hunter with a crossbow for Sagittarius, and so on. Each of these had female figures arranged in two or more concentric bands. Mos

The year goes on even though it often stumbles in problems. Tonight I idly started looking at hockey, luck, constellations, zodiac signs or about tarot. It just so happened that an online tarot crossed the Geogle info wall while reading the news. I didn't have to wait long, I clicked on it quickly.

“It is close to what I am.” She began to flip through the books gently, treating them all as if they were made of pure gold. There were pictures. Some were full of opinions and guesses on why a spirit animal brought a person closer to their element. Her fingers found the spine of a book that had no name on it. She pulled the book out and looked at the title written plainly in gold. “Familiars and their partners.” A glance through the book revealed the author considered the familiar the dominant party member. The connected person was the partner, like a sidekick.

The two were from the noble families of the kingdom of Borney, therefore in contention to mate the princess. Their families led the search for the missing princess. They instigated the love wars of the islands, and with suspicion they watched their backs to see who could betray the other between themselves. The other nobles had given up on her. Apparently, they accused her of letting down the traditions of the land when she needed to uphold them. They felt insulted for falling for the mysterious stranger instead of them. Princess Zuba was now in the strong arms of a werewolf stranger. “Hold on; come here”, said Jason, holding her tight. He bit her side neck with his fangs and hugged her a co