Mothwing Cloak Novels & Stories

no don't! Ok move closer get under that jeep. Stay in the middle. I am going to try something. If I go away for a minute stay right there, I will be right back. " Amaris took a deep breath. Her eyes remained closed. Anna could see the strain on her face as she tried to do what ever it was she thought of. Suddenly Anna had to put her hand up to shield her eyes. Amaris began to glow a bright white like her wolf form. Anna grabbed a sweatshirt and tried to put it over Amaris so that her glow would not give them away. It did not work. The moment the sweatshirt touched Amaris it also began to glow. Anna grabbed the sweatshirt off her and opened the window slightly and rolled it bac

Malachi, eyes scanning the horizon, suddenly pointed, "There, in the distance! A shadow, out of place amidst this luminescence." The guardians followed his gaze, and indeed, a dark form seemed to be approaching, its energy clashing with the radiant vibes of the grove. Isolde, her instincts kicking in, said, "We need to intercept, and understand its intentions." Liora, holding out her hand, produced a gentle orb of light. "Let's use this to guide the shadow, lure it closer." The shadow, drawn to Liora's orb, began to take a more defined shape as it neared — a cloaked figure, its face hidden, emanating an aura of chaos and disruption.

I was sure if they died, they could find ways to revive themselves, but Althea could not, so it was better if we stayed here. "Look at this." Her words snapped me from my thoughts, and I saw her holding a big, black fabric. She slipped her hand under it, and the fabric disappeared along with the portion of her hand. "What the fuck is that?" I growled as I stood up from my seat. "I think it’s Patrea’s invisible cloak. Let me try." "Althea!" I wanted to stop her, but she was already wrapping it around her, and then she was gone in front of me.

Nearly a day of horse riding I should be able to learn quicker than this. As the canopy above us became thicker, the direct sun faded out. Now I’m starting to think I’m seeing things. Amongst the moss and algae, small fireflies started to come out in the darkness. I’m stunned. There could easily be millions of them as far as I could see the forest stretch. If only places like this existed in my world too. Corvu’s horse pulls up next to mine. He grabs my wrist and turns up my hand, only to place something that reminded me of bread crumbs in it. An involuntary blush crept across my face as he smiled at me. I hadn’t noticed that one of the nearby fireflies decided to settle in my hand to eat th

“That’s because they are.” They bought the final item at sunset: a woven cloak dyed in the deep indigo of twilight. Tradition demanded the initiates wear it when they entered the circle, only to shed it as they shifted, leaving behind the last remnant of their old selves. I held it close to her chest as if the fabric itself carried destiny.

"It's all natural if you think about it. Our team has created a supplement that will make any alpha immediately rush into it's mating drive. There's nothing wrong with augmenting their existing nature." I looked wide eyed into the space below. We were looking down into the lab as there was still a flight of stairs to get down to the main floor. But, from here we had a whole bird's eye view of the workings of the lab and the people scurrying about doing their jobs. There were two beta males in hazmat suits who were looking from specimen to another. They were wearing gas masks as they stared up at us nodding and waving. They were noting down something and then they moved backwards into t

The beast that would swoop out of the sky and snatch up the poor, wailing girl in the distance. She heard his wings before she saw him. He seemed to come out of nowhere; he wasn’t there, and then he was, his large wings batting through the air, stirring up a breeze, even in the distance. He flew over the moon, the light of the full sphere illuminating his dark scales as he paused, wings spread, head held high, pointy, sharp tail outstretched. His front claws were menacing as he hung there in the air, and though Nya assumed he was truly studying the small girl at The Point, for a moment, as she stared up at the full, glowing orb behind the monster, she thought his eyes were looking directly b

“I wanted to ask you about it when we first met.” “What about it?” I questioned, wrapping my arms around her waist. “It’s very familiar. I used to have a necklace with this design when I was younger. I don’t know where it went.” “Oh.” Of course, it would be familiar to her. “It’s a mourning cloak. It was your mother’s favorite butterfly.” She cocked her head to the side. “Does that mean she left the necklace with me?” I nodded. “And one of your family members probably stole it from you.”

my feet and wipe my tears. "I'll find my answers. Don't come looking for me," I say angrily. I run to my room and grab my backpack. I stuff some clothes inside with my dagger and put on my black cloak. It's dark already, no one would find me. I grab my lock necklace and walk out of my room. A heated argument is coming from my parent'sI walk to the front door and take one last look at the house. "Goodbye," I whisper, taking the key from the bull's horn hung on the wall. My mother has no idea I knew she hid it there. I unlock the door and walk out of the house. I inhale the cool night breeze and put on the hood of my cloak. Our house is at the far end of the village, near the woods. I hear lo

The man assumes a slightly arrogant posture as he smooths the terry cloth of the cloak. "It is a rare item, forged by fairies. A priceless gift that I carry with great affection. As you can see, in addition to all that you spoke of, it can also carry a myriad of things." "How do you know space is over?" "The mantle itself swirls in red and white colors." "Wow." "Yeah." The two decide to take a short break. Eric takes the opportunity to change the poultice on Lariel, who is uncomfortable having to lift his shirt for him to examine it again.