Narcissa Constellation Novels & Stories

I asked her. “What’s what?” I stood up and moved the towel from her neck and there it was, as clear as day. A bright red triple moon emblem, just like symbol of the Moon Goddess. When Zee was unconscious after her attack, I remember seeing a pale pink crescent moon on the back of her neck. But this is different, the colour is darker and its grown. That’s not a usual birth mark. “What is it?” Zee asked, “It's uh, well, I don’t know what it is” I stuttered.

In conclusion, there was a downfall. No longer were they the chosen couple. Now, one died and one is broken. The Luna of Blood Moon Pack is dark, deep, mysterious. The alpha is no different, but he supported his mate and Luna in spite of everything. The Luna couldn't. Thus, she was known as the Black Luna throughout history.

The grimoire turned out to be the largest book Cassandra had ever seen, with pages made of parchment illuminated with tracery, and it was open to a page thickly covered with elegant, intricate writing. To Cassandra, it was the most beautiful handwriting she had ever seen. She felt the urge to trace her fingers over the inked pages. There were pictures of herbs, flowers, roots, and seeds. There were also diagrams and drawings of astronomy. Some of them with suns, moons, and stars, or symbols for the zodiacal constellations: two fish for Pisces, a bull for Taurus, a hunter with a crossbow for Sagittarius, and so on. Each of these had female figures arranged in two or more concentric bands. Mos

They come into view from behind and flank her sides as guardians. “Are we on the moon?” I say looking at the night sky, the constellations are mesmerizing. I can recognize clearly how groups of stars form the patterns of images resembling mythological figures such as the Great Bear, Orion, Leo, Taurus and Hercules. “Not quite so, but we are in a place safe for you,” she tells me, taking away my attention to her again. “Then why did you bring me here?” The peace and tranquility is palpable, but the fact that I don't know her true intentions is giving me anxiety.

I prefer to live my life in peace, unnoticed and just minding my own business. The ceremony progressed, I noticed Alpha Cepheus seemed more restless than usual. His piercing blue eyes scanned the crowd a couple of times, repeatedly, almost desperately. It was strange, seeing him so agitated, so unlike his usual composed self. Still I watch him with curiosity, I don't understand how am I so interested to know what he was looking for. Maybe he is hoping to find his mate from the other packs, even for a strong willed and ruthless man like him, he probably wants to have an Alpha Female, after all, moon goddess gives everyone a chance regardless of their background.

The small, thoughtful gesture spoke volumes about how deeply he cared. "Wow! The sky is so clear from here. Wait, is that a constellation up there?" I remarked excitedly, pointing a finger up toward the brilliant cluster of stars shining above the water. Alessandro took his seat right beside me, cracking open a beer can. "The light pollution hasn't reached this coast, that's why," he explained, leaning back. "That one you're pointing at is near the Big Dog constellation—that bright one there is the Dog Star, Sirius. Look closely at the shape."

And in the middle of the glass, she could see four different sets of what appeared to be galaxies. “Here is Etheron,” Claris leaned over the table pointing to a region that appeared on the glass as a collection of white dots in the shape of a triangle. “This is Ervila, Sularos, Shiros, Antioch,” she continued pointing to each collection as she named them. “And this,” she hesitated, moving her hand back from over the table, “this is Parmony.”

He took my place and saved my life. Please Moon Goddess, he needs to live. I will never be the same if Nico dies. “He is fine, Luna!” suddenly the doctor said, and I was ready to correct him and tell him that I am not the Luna yet, but for the first time in my life I keep my mouth closed. I walk to Nico’s ward bed and place my hand over his hand. “Thank you, Nico. Thank you!” I say and burst into tears. “He did his job, sweetie,” Nana whispers. “He is Gamma of the Crescent Moon pack. It is his job to protect you and Tristan, and all the Alpha’s family. “

The guide began to point out different constellations, telling us stories about the stars. "Over there, you can see Orion," the guide said, pointing towards the sky. "He's the hunter, with his bow and arrow. Some say that he's pursuing the Pleiades, the seven sisters, who are running away from his advances." I immediately thought of Iskander and blushed. He pointed to a cluster of stars, like a scattering of gems in the sky. "They say that one of the sisters, Merope, was in love with Orion, and when he died, she wept so much that her tears turned into a nebula." “Wow!” The babysitter and I chorused at the same time. As much as the stories were wild, I did not believe any one of them but I en

Gratitude swells within him, knowing that this moment of vulnerability had been contained within the trusted circle of his hopeful mates. After the intense events of the night, Naida retired to their shared tent, seeking solace and rest. Meanwhile, Tritan and Finrir concluded their watch shift without coment, each lost in their own thoughts. As the soft hues of the waystick transformed into a subtle shade of purple, indicating the passing of an hour past midnight, they roused Lucious and Markous to take over the next watch shift.