Narcissa Constellation Novels & Stories

The moment Zoe’s eyes closed, she was transported to a realm that felt both ethereal and grounding, as if she were standing at the edge of the universe itself. Above her, the sky swirled with shifting constellations, stars glimmering like fragments of an ancient story. Beneath her feet, a reflective surface mirrored the heavens, each step causing ripples of starlight to radiate outward. In the distance, two figures emerged, their presence commanding and radiant. One was cloaked in silvery light, her form exuding a serene, motherly aura. The other was darker, shadowy and fierce, her eyes gleaming like obsidian stars. The Moon Goddess and Nyx.

We settle down on the blanket. Vincent reaches over to the telescope, adjusting it slightly before guiding my gaze through the eyepiece. "Look there, that's Orion," he points out. "That's a warrior in Greek mythology...see the three stars in a row? That's his belt." I nod, taking in the sight of the distant constellation. The stars seem to twinkle just a bit brighter, as if they know they are being watched. "And over there," Vincent continues, shifting the telescope slightly. "That's Ursa Major, also known as the Great Bear."

With wide eyes, she looks up at mine, searching and probing. “You’re a Nero?” she asks in a breath. I nod, but realize that those listening can’t see it. “My name is Nova Ainsley. I grew up on Korpillion. I worked for Horne Energy, but for lunars before I escaped the planet, I was making illegal Neron weapons.” “The weapons maker?” Arden asks, and I can tell, her mind is reeling from all of the revelations.

While Celeste was gathering with Zachary and the others, Narcissa and Wynn were also out socializing. Narcissa put down her phone after reading the news online and said in a tone full of resentment, "No wonder she's clinging to Matthias and trying every possible way to stop you from getting close to Matthias and Zachary. "Getting close to Matthias comes with so many benefits." To be honest, the Lackspur family was quite good. But even so, influential figures like Zachary, Kael, and Rowan were people Narcissa had never had the chance to come into contact with.

​Gareth carefully unrolled the chart, holding it low so Liora could see. ​"Look here," Gareth pointed with a long finger. "This constellation is the Great Bear. And right beside it, this small cluster of stars is called the Little Cub." ​Liora reached out, her finger hovering just above the wet gold paint without touching it. "Is that me? The Little Cub?" ​"That is you," Gareth murmured softly, his golden eyes glowing with a quiet, fierce affection. "And this star right here—the brightest one just below the Cub—will be your sister."

Offering my snarky remarks and ungenial comments. But it wasn’t anyone else. It was Sienna. The future Luna of this pack. And she was currently, very inelegantly, trying to run away from me. She seemed to have not rhought her escape route through properly however, when she came to an abrupt halt, cliging to the down pipe like her life depended on it. The looked about herself, apparently unsure what to do next. It was at that point that everything happened incredibly quickly. The one screw that held the pipe to the wall fell loose, quickly followed by the pipe breaking free from the bracket, and swinging down through the air in a wide ark towards the floor below.

"She sounds like she was an amazing woman." I nodded, feeling the familiar ache in my chest. "She was." I pointed up at the sky. "See that one? Orion. My mom always told me it was the constellation of a great hunter. And there—that's Cassiopeia. She was a queen who was punished for her vanity." Hayden hummed in interest. "And that one?" He gestured toward another cluster of stars. I smiled. "That's Cygnus, the swan. There are different myths about it, but my mom always told me the version where the swan was a loyal friend. It reminded her of how true friends stands the test of time."

She explained with a shrug. Construction? Clans? Indie must have seen the confusion on her face so she smiled, "The Northern Territory is vast, but we're in Crasmere the capital where the Alpha resides but there are seven clans in total who owe allegiance to the alpha," she explained in a hushed tone like she was giving Rey some sort of history lesson.

The Scribes, custodians of astral narratives, invited them to a celestial amphitheater where astral stories unfolded like cosmic constellations. In the celestial amphitheater, Victoria and Alexander witnessed astral chronicles that depicted the intertwined destinies of celestial beings. The Scribes, with ethereal quills, inscribed luminescent tales that echoed through the astral dimensions, creating a celestial tapestry of cosmic experiences. Victoria and Alexander, inspired by the astral narratives, felt their own luminescent story becoming a part of the cosmic tableau.

Nora smiled softly, lowering her gaze just enough to appear modest, though the satisfaction in her expression was unmistakable. “Unlike…” my father’s voice dipped slightly, his gaze flicking toward me for the briefest moment before dismissing me entirely, “others.” "You have my full support to go on with Nora, my Alpha." Support? Didn't I just catch Nora and Xavier in bed two nights ago? They claimed to be in love, why is she suddenly moving towards the alpha? And father is in full support. There was silence for a little while, then alpha Oliver suddenly cleared his throat. “I came for Lilith.”