Masonic Blazing Star Novels & Stories

Avery whispered softly, her hand sliding down to touch the cold, polished surface of the nearest stone carving. The relief depicted twin wolf lines standing side-by-side before a grand council—not in subjugation or hierarchy, but in absolute, harmonious equilibrium. Above them, held high by a figure carrying the exact three-pointed star emblem, was a flowing stream of liquid light that united the outer territories.

One was a silver sword engraved with stars. The other... A crescent-shaped pendant glowing with moonlight. Astera looked at Elyra and Zevarion. "The Guardians' Relics." She nodded toward the sword. "The Starblade." Then toward the pendant. "The Moon Sigil." "They have waited thousands of years..." Her voice grew softer. "...for their rightful Guardians." As Elyra reached toward the Starblade and Zevarion toward the Moon Sigil— the entire mountain shook with unprecedented force. A distant explosion echoed through the tunnels.

The moon shone brightly in all her splendour as she ventured forth into the night, and the stars she spawned dispersed over the night sky like little specks of hope struggling against the turbulence of the pitch-black sky that surrounded them. While Mira calmly tried to elevate her breathing, a niggling headache was slithering up the side of her neck and it circulated through her temples. She had a hunch that the spiralling headache was a side effect of her using her source of energy, and not an ounce of regret licked her pulsing flesh as she could not stand to witness an old man being set alight for the crimes of his menacing sons. Especially by the big bad wolf, Alpha Bastion who is meant

I could never deserve him. "How could you love me?" I whispered out my thoughts. He smirked lightly at me. "You don't see yourself as I do, love." My heart pounded in my chest as his words finally elicited the truth from my lips like a truth serum. "My parents are members of the Heaven's Reign Cult. Ace and I both grew up in it. We were taught from birth that Drake Moon was Jesus' chosen leader on Earth and would lead us all to salvation if we followed him. Men were below Drake, and us women were here to serve them. Husbands and father's kept their wives and daughters in line with beatings anytime they didn't 'stay sweet'. I was a bit of a rebel, refusing to stay sweet." I smirked slightly.

Wesley looked at me. "You don't have to go." I smiled faintly. "I think I do." He nodded. "Then we all do." Together, we descended. --- The staircase seemed endless. Violet crystals grew from the walls, illuminating ancient carvings. I recognized some of the symbols. The Moon Goddess. The Nine Stars. The First Reality. But there was something else. A woman standing beneath a silver moon. She held a small glowing mark in her palm. Beneath the carving were ancient words.

Prophecy. Darkness. Creation. And finally... choice. I leaned against Cassian's shoulder. We survived. He smiled. Together. The stars above us began glowing. One by one. Then a new star appeared. It was brighter than all the others. I stared at it. Cassian noticed. What is it? I smiled. I don't know. The star formed a familiar symbol. Four circles. Then a fifth. Cassian sat up. Arielle... I knew.

The Grand Brightness Main Hall was the Incandescent Sect's most sacred place. There was a hundred-meter-tall flag outside the main hall. The flag had a flame's drawing with the word 'Incandescent'. It was the Incandescent Sect's flag—the Grand Brightness Flag! There was also a cauldron at the Grand Brightness Main Hall's innermost corner, and in it was a huge fiery flame. That was the Grand Brightness Flame, and was ranked 12th among the magical flames! The Grand Brightness Flame was the disciples' faith.

Lightning crashing against a mountainside crest marked with the Umbra moon. Xavier gasped and jerked back. Moses lowered his hand. “The bond is awakening you.” “To what?” Moses smiled. “To whom.” Blythe Reflects—Seeds of Doubt Blythe stood at the window of her chamber, watching storm clouds roll over the northern hills. She remembered being five years old, peeking out from behind her father’s throne as Elder Moses warned of a prophecy. “The crown forged in twin flames will either end kingdoms or birth empires.”

These specks of light formed a special symbol. Yvonne Johnson didn't know it, nor did Bowen Pullman know it. However, Caspian knew that it was the sign of Crape Myrtle Sect. The Crape Myrtle Sect gathered people through jade identification badges of the disciples of the Heaven’s Edge Sect. ...... The bright moon was in the sky, and the sea of clouds was surging. The tall building passed through the thick clouds and if people stood on it, it would give people a feeling that they could touch the stars with their hands.

“Rogues. Eastern border. But not like before. These ones move with discipline. Purpose.” Serena’s heart clenched. “Are they armed?” “Yes. And they carry banners.” Magnus hesitated. “The Moon Flame.” Serena went still. A thousand emotions flickered across her face—shock, disbelief, a flicker of something darker. “That’s not possible. The Moon Flame was dissolved before I was even born.” “I’ve seen the symbols myself,” Magnus said. “The crescent moon encircled by fire. They’re not pretending.” Elias stepped forward. “What do they want?”