Lakshmi With Owl Novels & Stories

Of all the beauty, hers was the most divine. Her purple eyes gleamed with her grey armor as she rose from the ashes, did her purple gaze shine with her tears or her enemy’s blood? They were afraid to call her by her name……. Athena. I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story.

The howl continued until everyone shifted and joined us. "I'm glad to become your Luna and Mother, I thank you all for excepting me, I promise that I will do everything I can to protect and give you the life you deserve." People barked happily. I watched Irma shift. Since she was a Luna, she was large in size. Her fur was pure white with the tips of her ears being gray. Her wolf took control, making her eyes light pink. I look over and my eyes catch all my friends. A pitch black wolf stood tall, a few inches shorter than the one beside him which was definitely the Beta. I assumed this black wolf was Baron by the way his tongue hung out of his mouth and his tail wagged. His wolf must have bee

Lola's POV I opened my eyes and I was back in that garden again. With the rate at which I showed up in this garden, I might as well stay there permanently. I looked around expecting to see the bright light and hear the Moon goddess' voice but what I saw left me in awe. Walking majestically towards me was a magnificent silver wolf with blue and golden eyes. The wolf looked familiar and had a striking resemblance to Jasmine, but I was so sure Jasmine was a white wolf so I cancelled it out.

This is interesting. “What else? What aren’t you telling me?” tilting my head to the side, I watched her. She let out a long sigh and rubbed her forehead. “From the limited information I have found on her, it seems like she possesses some gifts. With her powers, she can mask her scent, read minds, and bring any wolf to submission just to name a few. She can also feel... she can feel the pain of betrayal. She is the Goddess in wolf form.” I choked on my coffee. “Wh-What did you say? She is the literal Moon Goddess. My Destinee is the Moon Goddess?” she chuckled. I must have looked like I was going to have a heart attack.

Her hair was white, and her eyes were entirely milky. Madame Lira. The court's elder seer. I had heard tales of her in the South Pack since I was a child. She’s a wolf blessed, or cursed, by the Moon Goddess with visions of the future. She was a legend, brought back to court, and she sat silently, watching the place where I stood. But my gaze didn't stay on her. At the other side of the room, sitting on a throne of dark stone and gold, was Draken.

Now, the time of the prophecy draws near. In the far reaches of the Scottish Highlands, a young wolf princess named Lillias MacCrae feels the pull of fate tugging at her soul. Born with the deep purple eyes of the Moon Goddess’s blessing, Lillias has always known she is different. She is bound by duty to her pack, a royal lineage that ties her to the divine. But her heart yearns for freedom, for love, for something more than the life she has been promised.

Athena Under the twinkling stars, I stood by the tranquil lake, the moon casting a silvery glow that danced across the water’s surface. The gentle lapping of the waves against the shore created a soothing rhythm, and the cool night air carried the fragrance of blooming night jasmine, filling me with a sense of calm. Here, I felt Seraphim’s spirit, gentle yet powerful, enveloping me in a warm embrace, whispering secrets of strength and wisdom that transcended time.

“Whatever’s gone on between the witches and werewolves of New York is none of my fucking business. What’s important now is how to stop The Owl.” “Let’s say we believe you,” I said. “What the hell is The Owl?” “Not what,” she said. “Who.” “The Owl is a person?” I asked. “Yeah. A warlock. A very, very powerful warlock.” “And how do you know all this?” Nathan asked. “Because…” she said, looking away, “I got the vision of everything.” Her voice trembled, and I heard the fear in it. I didn’t want to buy into whatever she was saying, but deep down, I already believed her. She was telling the truth.

Above the cliff, moonlight illuminated the area, highlighting the shapes of trees and rocks. In the silence of the night, an owl flew over the region, its eyes fixed on Maya. It did not blink, as if it were on a mission, determined not to miss any detail of what was happening to her. The presence of the owl, with its ancestral wisdom, added a mystical layer to the atmosphere.

A pair of large, round eyes are looking at them. He sighs and raises his arm. Instantly, a small, brown owl flies towards him and settles on his arm. The owl hoots happily, curious about the two people in the cave. “He just wants to be friends with you,” Lavi says. “He? Who?” Anna asks. As if answering her question, the owl lands on her lap. Anna touches its fluffy feathers and she smiles as the owl affectionately hoots at her. “An owl?” She exclaims, smiling widely like a child. “Is he cute?”