Legends Of The Sacred Stones: Chapter 8 Novels & Stories

’ Lola added. Sonya wasn’t super tired yet so she figured she would read a little out of the book she got before laying back down. She opened the large heavy book to the table of contents looking at what was contained in the book. One subject jumped out to her “legends of pendant powers”. She turned the pages to the chapter and started reading through it. The chapter made an indication to a pendant that was blessed by the moon goddess that sounded and looked a lot like the one she was given by the Alpha and Luna.

“Then we move, fast.” They broke through the circle of shadows, dodging tendrils and razor claws. Every step burned, as if the Hollow itself was fighting them, behind them, Seraphina kept the chant alive, her voice the fragile tether holding back the abyss. The altar rose ahead once a sacred place, now twisted by Spiral corruption. The stones glowed with dark veins, pulsing in time with the red moon above. Sarah’s hand reached for the center stone. Her fingers brushed the surface and a scream ripped through her mind.

The rune pulsed once— and then dissolved into black dust. I stumbled back, stomach sinking. “What does that mean?” I whispered. Silas rose slowly, eyes burning with cold fury. “It means the enemy wasn’t just sending a message.” A beat. “They were marking territory.” Riven snarled. “And they think she belongs to them.” Kyren stepped in front of me, wings flaring wide. “Over my dead body.” Ashen’s shadows rose in a storm. “Over ours.” Silas met my eyes. “The Chapter ends with truth, Elara.”

⟅━━━━━⟆ ⚜ ⟅━━━━━⟆ Next Chapter Unlocks: 8 — Várgr Enemies breach the vault. Blood answers silence.

And now I'm ready for whatever comes next. I turn toward the tunnel exit. Toward the surface. Toward the people waiting. Toward my future. But as I take the first step, something shifts. Deep in the earth. Beneath the vault. Something ancient responding to the bonding. A presence. Massive. Old. Waking. Not the stone. Something else. Something that's been sleeping under Iron Valley for centuries. And my bonding just woke it up. --- **[End of Chapter 146]**

, Leonora stated. Elio got up and went to get his wallet and his car keys. “Come, we’re going to the Oracle now.” Leonora nodded, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and determination. She knew that the only one that they could seek guidance from was the Oracle. She was the only one who could shed light on their daughter’s fate and the mysterious prophecy that seemed to entwine her life with the Moonlit pack.

He whispers, “Avery, you and Regina are ours. No bitch before matters. In fact, no bitch matters. You and only you, are what matters. You are ours and we are yours, forevermore.” He kisses me but pulls away quickly because we aren't in our world. We have to appear human. I sighed as I remembered that, too. I ducked under his arm and proceeded to find the Religious Studies section. There, on the third bookcase, in the middle of the third shelf, was the book that my vision foretold. After I plucked A Draconian from its resting place, I sank to the floor. It tells of the rise of the Pharaohs of Egypt, as well as the roots of various religions and rituals. On page 999, I found what I was sent he

The blood seemed to glow with an inner light as it dripped onto the Sacred Stone's surface, spreading outward in intricate patterns that matched the royal crest emblazoned on my pendant. The stone began to hum, a deep resonance that vibrated through the chamber, drowning out the sounds of battle. The silver veins flared brilliantly, illuminating the entire room with blinding light. Through my connection to the land, I felt a shift—like something long out of alignment suddenly snapping back into place. The Northern Territories recognised their queen. "NO!" Marc's howl of rage cut through even the stone's resonance. Breaking free from Maison momentarily, he charged toward me, his features dist

“Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.” Elara closed her eyes. For the first time, she did not deny. She did not flee. She accepted. The flames wrapped around her, and the ruins trembled with awakening power. ---

We’ve read so many forbidden stories… we’ve come a long way with No Saints! The tension, the sins, the things that shouldn’t happen, but always do. But this chapter is different. This one isn’t forbidden. There’s no hiding, no guilt. Just a husband and his wife. A mate and her Alpha. This scene is taken from my book A luna’s Revenge, and it can be read on its own. To read Alexander and Abigail’s full story, search A luna’s Revenge by Ebi Happy on GoodNovel.