Novel & Cerita Nashatra Forsaken

‘Maybe this is the penance we had to pay for rejecting the mate the Moon Goddess gave us, Res. ‘If so, it was a heavy price to pay,’ he says. ‘Yes.’ ‘Where to now, Benedict?’ Resno asks as we pull away from the packhouse, although he must know. He’s always in my mind, my constant companion. ‘Now we try to find Natalie, and we see if there’s any possible way to rectify the wrongs of the past.' Scarlet POV “I love my mate and you are one hell of a force to be reckoned with. You’ve also got energy in spades, so when you tell me you’re still feeling tired, I know you’ve overextended yourself,” Daniel says, stroking my cheek.

As the daughter of the Shadow Pack’s Beta, I was born with power, grace, and devotion. Justin, the future Alpha of the pack, was hailed as my fated mate from the moment our paths crossed. I once believed that we were meant to be. With the Moon Goddess bringing us together through a mate bond, even death could not tear us apart. Yet, the illusion was shattered three years ago. Justin pushed me away time and again in the name of repaying an obligation to Marissa, a rogue, for saving his life.

“Princess Seraphina, please. Yell at me if you want, but please do not be quiet about it. What I did is unforgivable, and I deserve—" “Nothing, Nicola. You deserve nothing. Not even my anger.” I let out, breathing steadily while holding his gaze. Rexton seemed to be lost in some kind of trance, but I didn’t care. I simply said to Nicola, “You have done what you did. Nothing can change that, not even my forgiveness. Thank you for creating the pills for Celeste and for teaching me these past few weeks.” “There’s no need to thank me. It was a pleasure, and I will create the potion to seal away her werewolf gene as soon as we defeat the rebels—"

"Nicky, I'm not in the habit of picking up trash." Nicky dropped to her knees in front of me. "I know I was wrong. Please just give me another chance." She was once the love of my life. She was now on her knees, pleading for me to take her back. Yet I felt nothing but a deep disgust. She continued through her sobs, "We've been through thick and thin. I know I can start over if you're with me again. I'll give you everything." I took a step back and looked at her coldly. "You said the same thing back then, and look how that turned out."

~Nassiri~ She paced restlessly in an abandoned cave. Surely there was more to being a goddess than just sitting around and having everything done for you. She was growing tired of the same old routine. She wanted more than this, more power. Nassiri stared at her perfectly manicured claws and sighed. Goddess of pleasure, what kind of power was that? She scoffed, irritated. How had her dim witted twin gotten a more useful power? The blame lay more with their parents. Nassiri grinned. Astra knew their parents were murdered, but not who did it. "I did it," Nassiri grinned. She recalled the night fondly.

His eyes watered. “I will give you the strength you begged them for. Go to the Forsaken Valley. There’s a glyph carved into the cliffs. Destroy it. It holds back what belongs to me.” Barek nodded slowly. “Yes… my Lord.” Nihareth smiled again. “Good. One step closer.” He turned to a woman with long, tangled hair and frostbitten hands. Her eyes glowed faintly, remnants of celestial magic still poisoning her veins. “Ena.” She flinched.

The goddess had followed me—and she wasn’t alone. Above us, the sky bled silver. From the heart of the Gate, beings spilled out—creatures sculpted from nightmare and memory. The Forgotten, reborn in this world. Twisted shapes cloaked in dusk, eyes glowing with truths mortals were never meant to see. Nyra stood at the edge of the battlefield, her frostcloak torn, blood staining her cheek. “They’re here,” she yelled. “And they brought the storm!” Beside her, Lys emerged from the trees, spectral and glowing. The remaining shard of the Luna Star hovered above her palm, pulsing in sync with my heartbeat.

Nora was determined to make Akshara become the rumour that echoed over the icy walls of the Ayruzglow kingdom. "I don’t know who else I have to fight with to get Dev. First, it was the witch from Frozen Crescent, and now it's random brides from allied kingdoms. I can’t tolerate Dev being with anyone." Nora decided to update her torment to include Akshara. "I intend to destroy the charm that engrossed my Dev towards her." Nora said, breaking the glass with her bare hands. "I made her starve. I toiled here. I did everything I could to expunge her charm. No matter what I did, her charm doesn't wear off."

“Then we’ll find the others first.” “You must,” Nythis replied. “Because when the Forsaken awakens the Root fully, its scream will break the sky. The Moon’s song will fade. And the wolves…” Her gaze turned distant. “You will forget yourselves entirely.” The group fell into silence again, the weight of prophecy anchoring their thoughts. Mira stepped forward. “If we awaken these Voices… what then? What do they do?” “They remind the Moon who you are,” Nythis said. “And in remembering, She grants you power.”

Nora screamed. The struggle of power went back and forth. The Goddess trying to hold on. She could feel Nora’s powers trying to come back. “Enough!” The Goddess said, taking her other hand and pressing Nora’s head. Nora ‘s eyes rolled back into her head and she fell backwards onto the ground. “I am not using your daughter as a pawn. This is just how it is.” The Goddess said, stepping over Nora. “See for yourself.” She whispered and the world went black.