Masonic Blazing Star Novels & Stories

The sound of church bells rang in the distance, signifying the moon had reached the highest point in the sky. Occasionally, thunder rumbled in the distance, foretelling the coming storm, but that didn't bother Mason. He had to be here and see this through at her request. Mason stood with his brother, Micah, while the Elder Werewolves members stood in the Nexus' center a few feet away. The Nexus was a sacred ground for the Moon Goddess's worshippers. The gravel aisle led up to a raised circular concrete stage, and in the middle of the circle, chained to a metal spike, was Melania.

I and the people I love sitting beside me will walk down one of those aisles today. Crimson velvet curtains, adorned with intricate gold embroidery, frame the backdrop of the podium. A raised slab platform that is decorated with the same intricate embroidery of the podium stands near the Lectern. The platform bears the Moonstone Crucible—a large, solid, white glassy bowl containing a pure scarlet liquid and a metallic stylus dipped into it. The stylus is the engraver bearing the Mark of Selene—a celestial warrior symbol that is going to be bestowed upon each and every one of the inductees by my father, our Alpha.

Dad said and ordered the Omega to bring the things needed for the ceremony. After some time, an Omega comes with a tray with a knife with a moon, a star pattern drawn on it, and a bowl containing a blue fire, also known as the holy fire. It is a holy/sacred item gifted to the Dad ancestors by the moon goddess herself as an item to welcome the new member in the pack since it was the first and oldest pack that came into existence. If you walk inside the alpha's office, you will always see it on the showcase behind the desk and the chair. It is said that nothing can quench this fire; only the moon goddess can do it. That is why its color is blue.

The kind of smile that promised chaos. “Tomorrow,” he murmured to the moonlight. “Tomorrow, I’ll make him look at me.” And with that vow burning like embers in his chest, Damien vanished into the night.

Vaughn's tech erupts in warning sparks as Gideon draws his combat knife, ready to fight Liam. The chapel falls silent except for Liam's slow clapping from the altar. “Bravo, I love the panic,” he winks, curling his lips into a mocking smile. “Game on.” I yank the knife free, slicing my palm again. “Enough!” Blood drips onto the stone floor. The Mercer crest flares violet, revealing two more symbols of a wolf intertwining with a flame. “Well, that's interesting.” Liam echoes, jumping down. “The sacred convergence point of all three bloodlines is now under our feet.”

Cole replies him and I smirk, Just wait for me Blaze, just a little longer and I would have you get so attached to me you might as well be addicted. * |•BLISS•| I'm in the dark basement again, the stench of rotten food filling the air making it difficult for me to breathe. My breath comes out in gasps and I stay huddled to a side, I am suffocating. Suddenly I see her standing before me, her hands stretching towards me — my mother. Still gasping I reach out to hold her but it seems she is so far away that no matter how much I try to hold, my hands don't get any inch closer and then the roof is falling, coming right at me.. I am going to die. My mouth opens and a piercing scream leaves my mout

It’s said the hall was blessed by the Moon Goddess Herself, and the stones still hum with ancient magic, quiet, steady, and protective. The high arched ceiling is strung with silver threads that shimmer faintly in the torchlight, and the crescent-shaped hearth at the far end glows with sacred blue flame, lit only during gatherings like this. The room is full of elders in ceremonial robes and warriors in leather and dark wool. The council is seated. Every face turns toward me, their Alpha. I step forward, the weight of the day still in my chest, and raise my voice. “This morning,” I begin, “Marek and I led a scouting party east of the ridge.”

I breathed relief, clinging to my mates, as I watched Flame asleep in her Grandpa-pa's arms. "You're safe," Blaze reassured me, his voice firm, as he placed his hands on my hips, swaying with us. But Alpha's expression turned resolute. as he whispered not to wake Flame "Tonight, we celebrate love. Tomorrow, we hunt." Miss Mandy's determination mirrored his, a silent understanding passing between them. Flame had woken and her innocent gaze reached out to me, I smiled at her, my heart remained vigilant. The Moonlight Ceremony's bond had strengthened our pack, but looming darkness still threatened.

We had everything that the spell called for and I just prayed that when the portal opens that Celeste is waiting and willing to come back to us. We all took our places around the moonstone, making four corners. Sal stood across from Luna Rayne and I, where Alpha Hunter stood across from Celeste’s mate, Ash. Sal then raised his hands in the air drawing magic from the sun that had finally risen high enough to start and began to chant the ancient spell in old Latin. Luna Rayne, Ash, and I joined in as Luna Rayne and I drew our power from her moonstone.

An hour passed, and the vortex grew in size and energy, making many, including Michael and the party, leave the area as it became unstable for them to wait it out where they were seated. “Do you think Blake is alright?” Susan asked, suddenly making both Bob and Michael look at her. They both forgot that Blake was there in the eye of the storm, and it would have been hard for anyone to resist such pressure from the energy. Another hour passed, and the vortex suddenly began to change shape. Twisting and twirling, the energy began to move, and it looked like it was forming into a Formation utilizing a different lettering as in the cultivation text or ancient scripture text. One instantly wants