Narcissa Constellation Novels & Stories

The mocking sound echoed sharply off the stone walls. "Seven thousand years..." He shook his head, stepping toward her and extinguishing the tiny flame between two fingers. "Seven thousand years... for this? What an extraordinary waste." He opened the Black Ledger one last time, writing with slow, deliberate strokes: Experiment 773. Awakening Result: Common Fire Authority. Conclusion: Failure. The book snapped shut with finality. "You can hardly remain "Experiment 773 forever," he said, looking down at the kneeling goddess. "From today onward... your name is Nysera."

There was also a note, folded small, written in Angelic script and Anna's ancient language: "Three clicks, two steps, right turn, dead down." Anna frowned, her exhausted mind struggling to process. A riddle? Instructions? Then she read the second part: "Ursa Minor, rift's end, under the auroras. Where Earth meets sky. —Bug" Her mind raced, neurons firing faster than they had in days. Ursa Minor—the northern constellation, the guiding star her people had followed for generations. Her birth pack lived beneath those stars. But the rifts lay far beyond their settlement, in the dangerous wilderness where few wolves dared venture. "Where earth meets sky..."

The night air is filled with a sense of contentment, a perfect end to a day of celebration and laughter. Apollo sits on a log near the fire, Jolene by his side, her hand resting lightly on his arm. The children run through the darkness, their silhouettes illuminated by the bonfire's glow. Above them, the night sky reveals the vastness of the cosmos, with constellations forming intricate patterns. It’s a breathtaking sight, a reminder of the immense beauty of their celestial home.

She tilted her head toward Jax, mouthing, He’s being a smug little lizard. Jax smirked from the sidelines. Tora rolled her eyes. “Just do it. And tell the hatchlings I’ll send them sky candy if they behave.” CALL #3 – Nalia to the Phoenix Watchers “Kensavion. Yeah, hi. It’s Nalia. I need you to alert the perimeter watchers in the southern hemisphere. Australia, Argentina, South Africa—any place wild and open. We’re looking for... no, not runaways. Horse shifters.”

Or is the perfect alpha incapable of reading the stars? The message ticked, and almost immediately, I got a reply. Lucas: Haha, nice try. But I happen to like Greek mythology a lot, and reading star constellations is one of my favourites. Me: Is there something you can't do? I hit the send button and waited. Lucas: None that I had seen in my 26 years on earth. Me: Alright, name five constellations you can make out. Lucas: Easy. Cassiopeia, Andromeda, Cygnus, Delphinus, and Orion.

It is the same painting that evokes a tender memory when he contemplates it: a special work of art, a testimony of a crazy, lived, and unique day. He removed the white cloth that covered it, discovering a beautiful design painted with light and dark colors. A starry sky, the same drawing that Athena had behind her ear: the Leo constellation, but intertwined with Scorpio. Both constellations united the stars into one, forming a symmetrical connection, delicately outlined on that canvas.

“And they are part of it.” Ressa leaned back, arms crossed. “If they don’t help us willingly?” “Then we’ll ask harder,” Aria said, her voice quiet but firm. --- The next morning came wrapped in mist and violet dawn. As the party prepared to break camp, Nythis appeared once more, standing atop the high ridge where Aria had stood the morning before. This time, she wore a cloak of woven moonlight, and in her hands, she held a shard of crystal the color of storm-lit skies.

"There are little drawings like this throughout the atlas. I knew they must be constellations, but I didn't know enough about astronomy to identify them offhand. I've been researching for days. Unfortunately, even with all the fancy astronomy apps available these days, it's impossible to search by some random drawing." Leo scratched his head, wondering if he was missing something. "Okay..." "I finally figured it out," she said proudly. "They're the Heavenly Waters." "What's the 'Heavenly Waters'?" "It's a group of constellations - nine constellations. In the note we found on Hvar, Rinaldi said he'd made good on his promise to capture the stars for Alyssa. These constellations are the key. On

Zayn caught my eye for a brief second, but I quickly looked away, determined not to let him get under my skin again today. Seven, the ever-observant second-in-command, nodded in my direction as I approached. Seleira stood beside him, her arms crossed, eyes scanning the group with her usual sharp focus. I took a deep breath and started stretching, doing my best to avoid eye contact with Zayn. The last thing I needed was another pointless exchange with him. "Oh, the princess is back." I caught whispers from my side. They were trying to keep it low, but did they forget we had supersonic hearing? Or were they just stupid?

I take two steps towards the witch keeping in mind to also maintain a safe distance. "Hera, I am Luna Celeste. Me and my mate have come here for your help, we've been searching for your kind for years." I explain to her desperate for her help. "Please help us, I promise you will be rewarded graciously." I practically beg her. There is no response from her for a good 5 seconds. Than the witch slowly stands up, I take a step back, Theo is quick to wrap his arm around my waist. She stands to her full height, her long locks still pool around her.