Masonic Blazing Star Novels & Stories

He knew in an instant that it was Travis's ship. A three mass ship with dark sails. It was the complete opposite of The Morning Star. It was dark. Even the wood the ship was made out of was darker. It's dark sails had a white crescent moon with a small silver star that dangled off the end of the moon. It looked haunting as it sailed towards the open ocean. Ghostly against the dark sky. Gavin's throat felt like it was closing as he watched it.

“Hey, Miss Mable.” The head of the Kincade family turned to her with a smile. “Just worried about the crates. They’re full of ice packs and flowers, some are actually real petals for the aisle path and some are full bouquets and singles. There’s gonna be flowers everywhere. Did you know that this tree has been here since—well, we call it the Kincade Tree and it’s gonna be the altar.” “Wow!” Maggie stared at the magnificent tree, then she looked all around. She spotted Jet as he helped unload a truck. OH, NO. Her breathing picked up. “Well, I got 2 rooms left. then I will be able to help set up the reception area.”

But the celestial guardians stood firm, their celestial flames ablaze with determination. Luna stepped forward, her celestial light radiating with unmatched brilliance. She called upon the power of the celestial network, channeling its energy into a dazzling surge that surrounded her and her pack. The celestial bond that connected them amplified, intertwining their celestial flames into an all-encompassing inferno of celestial might.

~Kade It tasted sweeter than I ever imagined—victory. The cool stone beneath my boots echoed with purpose as I strolled through the Obsidian Moon Palace. My palace. Drapes bearing my sigil—a crescent wrapped in flame—replaced the ancient banners of Alpha Marius. The crimson-and-gold crest was hung from balconies, sewn into new banners, etched into every wall. The servants moved like frightened mice, eyes low, breaths silent, bowing as I passed.

He cheered running the pad of his thumb wiping a tear from her cheek. Celeste looked at her granddaughter. “Do you Storm Lylah Hawk take Blaze Asher SilverMoon as your mate, husband, and Alpha? Do you promise to remain faithful only to him and to love and protect him until the Gods call him home?” Storm smiled wide at Blaze. “I do with all my heart and soul.” “Good.” Celeste smiled. “Alpha Blaze you have one more vow to make.” She said and indicated to Selene to bring up her great granpups. They quickly stood up and went and stood in between Blaze and Storm.

The world shifted. A lance of light shot up my arm. It was not burning, but so cold it burned, the kind of cold that steals the breath from your lungs. Symbols along the relic’s edge erupted with brilliance, flooding the chamber with silver fire. At the center, an ancient sigil blazed to life: a circle of woven stars, split by a blade that seemed to cut straight through the heavens themselves. It pulsed once… twice… and then the air itself seemed to explode.

Etched with celestial markings that pulsed faintly like a heartbeat. The guards dropped to one knee instantly. I didn’t. But my spine went rigid. I knew that sigil. No one else in this realm could forge it. The seal bore the crescent triad of the Moon Goddess. And beneath it— A single star. Eight-pointed. Ancient. My eldest brother. Her first celestial creation. The Firstborn. The scroll hovered before me, humming with restrained power. Aria had stepped into the corridor now, drawn by the disturbance.

After he finished his speech, the High Elder Bishop placed a bag on the solid oak table. The table was adorned with carvings of wolves and the full moon. The first item he pulled out was a gold chalice that had gems along the bottom. Kissed it and then placed it on the table. Next, he pulled out a knife that appeared to be very sharp. The blade was made of very strong steel and had the same wolf and moon etchings on the blade. The handle was made out of the same wood as the table and the end of the handle had a wolf's head carved on it. He held the knife up high in a ceremonial fashion. Then he placed the knife beside the chalice on the table. He stepped up to the podium and placed his hand

“This girl smells like the old stories. The ones we don't even talk about anymore.” “Because they're just stories,” Kai said. “Are they?” The woman took a step closer to Tamara. “Show me your light, child.” “I don't know how…” The woman moved fast, reaching for Tamara's face. The second her fingers touched her, silver fire burst out between them. The woman flew back, hitting the ground hard. “Sarah!” Maya ran to her side. “I'm so sorry!” Tamara said. “I didn't mean to…” “No,” Sarah said, getting up. Her eyes were wide, like she was scared. Or maybe amazed. “It's true. A Moon Blessed. After all these years.”

"Don't be scared. I'll have someone take him away." I held his hand tightly as Colin's voice faded. Later, Lucien told me the story. It turned out Joyce racked up millions in debt abroad, and creditors came knocking. Colin cut ties with her, refusing to help. Bitter, Joyce set a fire while he slept. He was rescued but badly burned. Hearing about my wedding, he rushed to see me. He missed the treatment window, and his legs were ruined. I was shocked, thinking how hard this must be for Lauren.