Legend Of The Stars Novels & Stories

Golden light erupted from my fingers, forming a massive celestial map in the middle of the room. The map showed the destiny stars of every wolf pack on the northern continent. Each pack had its own constellation. Powerful packs had brilliant stars; weak ones were dim. Everyone saw the star of the Silver Moon Pack. It was almost completely dark, as faint as a candle about to go out. But next to it blazed an Emperor Star, so bright it was blinding. A thin line of energy connected the two, with the light of the Emperor Star pouring steadily into the Silver Moon's fading star.

“You’re not bad yourself. The youngest legend in the League… Lotus the Prodigy.” ***

Xander asked, his voice thick with a father’s fierce, protective love. Evangeline looked at the golden eyes of her daughter, seeing the strength of the pack and the wisdom of the stars reflected within them. "Astra," Evangeline said, her voice multi-tonal and serene. "Astra Lyra Cross. The star that leads us home." The chapter ended with a panoramic shot of the planet. The teal clouds were gone, replaced by a sky of deep, peaceful violet. In the St. Louis Arch, Emma turned to the cameras and smiled, the news of the birth already rippling through the "Unity-Feeds."

“Don’t feel sorry for me. I’ve always been proud of you. “And don’t hate me, Luna. I wasn’t there for much of your life, but I hope you’ll become brave and responsible…” My smile faded. Then came Luna’s wailing cries, crashing through the silence like shattered glass. And I heard so many voices from that mountain, from the countless lights across the land. They were proof that I had been here, that I had lived. And for that… My journey in this world had been worth it. … Epilogue - Amber Sky

When the announcer announced the last name of the elders, the applause that had already begun began to rise, but he didn't stop there. "Please welcome... The acting Delta of Lunalight, Leo Storm and his mate, Rhea Storm...-" When the announcer introduced a man who was dressed in a grey color dress suit and a women who wore a sky blue color beautiful evening gown, the applause begin to increase and as the next names were announced it only rised 'till the high heavens.

I spotted my car parked on the roadside as my personal assistant rolled down the car window, saying, "Tomorrow's schedule is to help the Famiglias in Ithoria handle settlement negotiations. The plane is about to take off, so we need to hurry, Ms. Marino." I opened the car door and got in. I then took the 20-sided gold die from my pocket—the one that held so many memories—and tossed it into a roadside trash can before rolling up the car window. I knew that from that moment forward, I was free—no longer tied to anyone and no longer anyone's possession. I would be the only one who could dictate how I would live my life now.

Boom. Boom. Boom. The rhythm shook the valley floor. Then the army emerged from the darkness. Luna’s breath caught in her throat. Warriors in silver armor marched in perfect formation. Their shields were engraved with symbols of stars and moons. Massive banners waved in the wind. The banner showed a blazing star surrounded by twenty small moons. Luna’s heart skipped. “That symbol…” Rowan, who had just arrived on the wall, whispered in awe. “The Kingdom of Solaryn.”

"See those seven stars? The bright ones?" I follow his finger. "Yes." "That's the Great Wolf. The first shifter the Moon Goddess created. She loved him so much she put him in the sky so he'd never be alone." His hand lowers. Rests on my knee. "And there. The three stars in a line. Those are the Three Brothers." "There's a constellation named after brothers?" "Named after a legend. Three brothers who loved the same woman. She couldn't choose. So the Moon Goddess turned them all into stars. Together forever. Never able to touch."

"A star. Name it. Make it yours." I squinted. "That one," I said, pointing to the brightest speck in the sky. "That’s the Kian Star. Known to shine obnoxiously when it's proud of itself." She let out a soft laugh. "Fitting. Alright..." she pointed to a smaller, blinking dot. "That one's Lena. Not as flashy. But steady. Reliable." I rolled my head to the side to look at her. She smiled without looking away from the sky.

The sky above the Zenith City was no longer a mystery, it was a fortress, the "Starlight Winter" had retreated, leaving behind a world that felt scrubbed raw and dangerously visible, high above the atmosphere, the thirteen new stars, the Sentinels, sat in a perfect, geometric ring, pulsing with a rhythmic, cold blue light that mocked our newfound peace.