Natsu And Zeref Novels & Stories

“So we find her!” Zaraphine’s POV After speaking to Selene she tells me I can go home now. The only problem with that is, I don’t know where home is. ‘It is our destiny! We have to mate with Atticus and take over our rightful spot as the moon goddess!’ My wolf growls at me angrily. ‘Shut up! I never wanted that!’ I yell at her before shutting her out.

Jerel must work with witches otherwise he wouldn't be able to have a place like this. “THen you are not a werewolf” she said with calm but yet with determination. “You are using magic to defeat other alphas. This is cheating.” “So what?” Jerel laughed. “It helped me succeed in separating you from you mate in the end, the end justify the means.” “How did you do it?” Natalie simply asks because this is what tormented her for weeks. This is what killed her spirit. She was sure that it’s some kind of magic but now she can see it with her own eyes.

The air was electric with tension as they clashed, teeth bared and claws flashing, sparks flying as they exchanged blows. Natasha and Zico faced each other. "You will pay for your betrayal, Zico," Natasha glared. "Come on, let's see what you've got," Zico glared back. Their hands weaved intricate patterns as they summoned their sorcery powers. The air around them crackled with energy. "Astra, descend!" Natasha summoned a blast of starlight shoots towards Zico. "Terra, protect!" Zico retorted, and the ground rose to block Natasha's spell, sending rocks tumbling.

This pact was based on the provision of an equal number of Zura from each nation, a balance that was crucial to maintaining harmony among the supernatural beings. The agreement, shrouded in secrecy, stipulated that each major supernatural nation—vampires, werewolves, fae, dwarves, and demons—would receive an equal number of Zura for the realm. This balance was intended to ensure that no one faction held an undue advantage in their influence over the realm's affairs. However, the rarity of the Zura, coupled with the inherent complexities of their identification and pairing, often led to tensions and negotiations among the leaders. Some sought to sway the balance in their favour, arguing that

Even though Zachary was powerful, he dared not confront them directly. Though Nautica was based in the Dragon Domain, its strength was comparable to some of the major factions outside of this realm. The formation set up by the faction’s apprentices was formidable, and it could only be rivaled by the nine Holy Lands. However, Zachary was no pushover. He practiced the Phantom Arcana Arts, which granted him an unpredictable and formidable power. Stepping back a few paces, he stomped the stone steps underfoot as he swiftly formed hand seals. Instantly, a powerful aura swept out from him, followed by a ghostly howl as a phantom slowly materialized behind him.

The black Alpha aura running through the ship’s iron structure instantly locked General Zur’s boots to the melting copper floor, the gravitational pressure fracturing the bones in his reptilian ankles with a sickening crunch. With a single, synchronized twist of her wrists, Natalia drove her twin blades clean through the unarmored joints of Zur’s collarbone, channeling the combined golden energy of the mate-bond directly into his central nervous system. The crimson scales along his spine turned an ashen, brittle gray before his entire body collapsed onto the scorched console, his brimstone sword spinning into the rising water below. Natalia snatched the communication scroll from his belt, ve

Nelanian ripped it open and read the name scrawled in calligraphy. 'Assassinate Mr. Starkridge by the 20th of this month.' It was stated. Nelanian remembered who he was at that point. "I am Zegrath Void, The Necessary Evil and Keeper of Darkness, the hundred and seventh to hold the title," he said in his brain as he descended the hill.

I said looking at my father who raised an eyebrow at me “with you on our side, the wolves will know that we’re the stronger side, even if you refuse to help us…” “Who said we refuse to help? We are here to help, the damage that is being done is ruining the order of nature, and even we can’t allow that” King Zephyr said making me smile, I looked at Nathan who nodded in satisfaction. “Okay, what is the plan then?”

Nyx and Zephyr, seven years old, full of spirit, chaos, and light. Nyx, with her pale hair and solemn silver eyes, held her sword too loosely, but her stance was patient. She moved like water, flowing where her brother struck. Zephyr, his dark hair damp with sweat, attacked with the reckless energy of a wildfire. He lunged, missed, and grinned anyway, baring tiny canines as though he already fancied himself a warrior. “Focus, Zephyr!” I called down. “I am focusing!” he yelled back, nearly tripping over his own foot.

"Let me make myself absolutely clear. You hurt my daughter in anyway or harm her you will be answering to me. Do you understand me?" Slowly getting off of his throne, Zephyr descended the steps and put himself in front of Lazarus. He stared at him for a few minutes, the silence between both men held an eerie chill. Out of no where Zephyr held out his hand hoping Lazarus would shake it. Instead of shaking his hand Lazarus clasped his hand below Zeph's elbow, using the warrior handshake that any male would die to have.