Novel & Cerita Legends Of The Sacred Stones: Chapter 8

“There are two Alpha’s ruling the pack Lyra. Thus, the pack is divided into two factions, Jaspers faction and Callum’s faction. Both are at rivalry. The peace and rest of our pack rests on your shoulders Lyra. You are to select the right Alpha. And I suggest you do that rightly and quickly, or you would be putting the pack in jeopardy under a wrong leadership.” How did it happen? Two Alphas? She has to pick? What happened to the moon goddess giving to each and everyone a mate? How did her leaving for the phrontistery at the Crescent Pack turn her into being the “Merlin” of her Camelot; Moonstone pack? The questions kept running through her head. Just then, a soft knock rang through the silen

"The culmination of your journey lies before you, Amelia. The merging of the elemental stones awaits your touch." Amelia took a deep breath and stepped forward. As she neared the pedestal, a soft glow enveloped her, enveloping her in a warm, comforting embrace. She extended her hand towards the stones, her fingertips tingling with anticipation. But just as her hand brushed against the glowing surface of the first stone, a low growl echoed through the chamber. The ground beneath her trembled, and from the darkness, a pair of gleaming golden eyes emerged. A massive, imposing figure stepped forward—Fenrir's eyes widened in disbelief. "No... it can't be."

We kept climbing. The pass opened onto a high plateau, windswept, barren except for a few stubborn pines clinging to cracks in the stone. In the center stood a circle of standing stones—tall, weathered, arranged like silent sentinels. Moss clung to their bases; runes spiraled up their sides. Genesis slowed. “This is sacred ground. No blood has been spilled here in centuries.” I stepped forward, drawn, almost against my will. The stones hummed. Not sound—vibration. Deep in my chest, like a second heartbeat syncing with mine.

Then, under the icy watch of the Elders' Council guards, he slowly released his grip. The Vice Chairman of the Elders' Council jogged over from the direction of the altar, carrying a solid black iron box in both hands. Inside, a bed of deep red velvet, the color of sanctified blood, cradled the Sacred Stone fragment. In the dying torchlight, it pulsed with faint, rhythmic rings of pale golden light.

Together. Far beyond the eastern mountains, the black stone fortress shook violently as a massive earthquake rippled through the terrain. The shattered surface of the Eclipse Gate cracked open even wider, a terrifying void yawning within the frame. From deep within the endless darkness, a massive, clawed hand slowly and purposefully reached through the breach, gripping the stone edge. An ancient, suffocating voice echoed across the dark void, a cruel smile evident in the tone. "Come to me..." The sound rumbled like a dying world, vibrating through the dark sky. "The final chapter... has officially begun."

Erik’s voice rang out strong, I wanted to believe he would save me but if my Grandfather could harm a child… what would he do to me? He laughed at Erik’s response, hitting Luci’s chains with the knife freeing her. “Oh, I won’t be. Luci my dear, have your fun. Do not let Emma die. But I think she deserves punishment for her disobedience.” Grandfather smirked before locking the cell. Luci growled, I saw her lift her hands, nails extended. Erik would transform into his wolf and they would fight, I closed my eyes not wanting to see his bones reforming but nothing happened. I opened my eyes to see Luci’s frozen face of fear, Erik still in his human form had changed only his hand. Which was holdin

It spoke directly into her mind. "You stopped him," it said. "But you don't get to keep the stone. It was never yours to take." Kael drew his blade. The metal sang against the sudden silence. "Then come take it," he growled. The Moonstone pulsed again. Brighter this time. And the doors of the temple, sealed for centuries, began to grind open from the outside.They weren't alone anymore: --------------------- The End Chapter 20 ;

It surged toward her, claws raised. Lyla rose, eyes blazing silver. She met the creature's charge with her own, silver fire erupting from her claws. Not aimed at the Hollowed’s flesh, but at the runes carved into its chest. The forest's magic surged through her, amplifying the fire into a spear of light. The moment her claws struck the central rune, the stone cracked. The Hollowed screamed. The sound shattered the air, fractured the shadows, and sent shockwaves through the ground. Its limbs convulsed as the crimson light bled from its runes.

“In order to be easier for me to explain, could you please move the gigantic stone on the sacred hill over there to this dining room for a little while?” “Sure... Why not...?” Having said that, Virando swung his hand and emitted his dark blue light. His dark blue light was seen whizzing outwards the window of the dining room. Shortly afterwards, the dark blue light dashed into the dining room again and soon turned to the gigantic stone which Sumico ever saw in the sacred hill previously. “Okay... As you all can see there are several pictures engraved on this stone, telling us about the famous urban-legend or so-called ‘myth’ in this demons-realm of ours.” Sumico began her fluent as well as e

The air was cold, heavy with the scent of earth and something older, like ancient magic woven into the walls. My mind drifted, replaying the moments that made this worth it—Kasamaan’s hand in mine, his rare smiles, the way he’d hold me close and whisper promises of forever. Our love, our life, our child. I didn’t know where she was, but his words echoed in my heart: She’s safe, my love. I swear it. That was enough.The sacred chamber loomed ahead, its stone walls carved with symbols I couldn’t read, lit by torches that cast long shadows. The altar stood at the center, a slab of smooth stone bathed in moonlight streaming through a hole in the roof. They’d rolled away the stone covering, just a