New Constellations Hot Blooded Novels & Stories

Her heartbeat, quick and strong. Her blood, potent and forbidden, singing across the wind. It was more than hunger. It was destiny. I closed my eyes, my fangs pricking as I imagined her taste. Warmth flooding my mouth, power coursing through my veins like wildfire. A tribrid’s blood could make me unstoppable. But there was more. Beneath the hunger, something sharp and unfamiliar twisted in me. Jealousy. The image of her wrapped in Damien’s arms, his mark burning

Mara stepped closer, and the air around her felt heavier, as if gravity listened to her decisions. “Because your bloodline makes doors,” she said. “And I have a door I’ve been trying to open for fifty years.” She lifted a hand and pointed at Selah’s stomach. “This,” Mara said softly, “is the vessel.” Selah’s smile went rigid. My stomach dropped. “Vessel for what?” Mara’s eyes gleamed. “For the first Moon Cage.” The room tilted. Kieran’s face went white. “That doesn’t exist.” Mara laughed gently. “Oh, it exists. It just hasn’t had the right blood to wake it.”

My body was a lot more sensitive than I would like to admit and my hands found their way down to those sensitive parts and started exploring on their own. The warm water poured all over my body keeping me warm as I took a seat at the bottom of the bathtub. Half the things I'm into are no longer possible, hell, maybe even dangerous in the world we live in now, but that doesn't mean I couldn't imagine it. I imagined being in a safe spot being tied up so I couldn't move, my legs tied up to my sides so I couldn't close them, my arms tied tightly to my chest so I couldn't cover anything, and I imagined Trey ramming into me over and over and over. I imagine his grunts and his pants as he did so, b

Kaelith let out a quiet breath. “Yeah.” A pause. Then, softer: “Good.” For a moment, the chaos around them faded. Not gone. But distant. Then it returned. Violent. Relentless. Another fighter fell. Not to Aurelian. Not to Kaelith. But to the battle itself. Four remained. Two from Heaven. Two from Hell. The space around them had been reduced to scattered fragments, barely enough to stand on, surrounded by an endless void that swallowed everything that fell into it.

Elara stepped forward and turned the book toward the room, her finger resting on a page of careful handwriting and a symbol Lyra recognized now from the conversation last night, an intricate design unlike anything she had seen elsewhere in the palace. "This is the Moonfire bloodline," Elara said. "Believed extinguished over a century ago during the Purge Wars, when the ruling packs of that era hunted down every wolf carrying it." Her amber eyes lifted to Lyra. "The Moonfire bloodline carries a gift that has not been seen in this generation. The ability to stabilize a mate bond completely, instantly, regardless of circumstance. To heal an Alpha from poisons and wounds that would otherwise be

When it stops, all the constellations are out of place, creating a black space in the center of the sky. She begins, telling how Kas is the youngest of the Menae and the challenges set forth from her first lifetime until this one. She focuses on Kas’s childhood. The sky shows vibrant images of how Endymion valiantly fought to find a safe place for his daughter, but the villainous Alpha Connors murdered him in cold blood. Connors holds Kas as a slave until the brave warrior, Alpha Bronx Mason, comes to her rescue and the two quickly fall in love. The sky shifts and shows an enchanting picture of Kas and me during the first dance of our wedding reception.

Jeremiah’s POV “Jeremiah!” Feride grabbed my arm as I was about to cast a special spell I had learned long ago to destroy Ale’s puppies. She stared at me intently, as if asking me why I wanted to do that. “They will cause the destruction of many tribes, Feride. So don’t stop me. With their deaths, Ale will be saved.” "You're wrong." She turned to the window and pointed to the black sky with a reddish glow on the eastern horizon. "They were born at exactly four in the morning, after the transition from the constellations of Gemini and Virgo. They are the giant red star, Antares."

A cold silence fell between them. Aria felt the name sink into her bones like frost. She’d heard it once, long ago, in one of her mother’s forbidden journals. The Ashblood was not merely a rogue—he was a curse incarnate. A former Alpha who had turned from the Moon’s light and drawn his strength from death itself. No pack claimed him. No law restrained him. “He’s real?” Aria asked quietly. “Oh, he’s very real,” Elandra said. “And if the Crimson Fang are following him… then we’re not just fighting rebels. We’re fighting extinction.”

I explain, “but there are other celestial bodies that shifters can source their powers from. My friend Sarah, the new Luna of your brother’s pack, gets her powers by channeling the starlight of the Lupus constellation.” “The wolf,” Sterling says. “Makes sense.” “If we can make it over there, I might be able to use it to call her for help. She’s been witness to the Moon Rabbit shifting between realms before, and she has my Star Twin, Layla, with her. She’ll find a way to come get us.” Still holding hands even though we can see each other now, Sterling and I head for the Lupus constellation. He sticks close by me, though whether it’s out of a desire to protect me or his own discomfort at our s

Words lodged in my throat, and I'm not quite sure if telling him was the right thing to do at this point. "Ava?" Dad's voice came with a warning, making me snap my eyes at him in shock. His brows furrow slightly at my reaction, and I'm trying not to space out as I weigh the consequences of him knowing the truth: that Hunter is, unfortunately, the mate Goddess destined for me. I cringe at the thought. Who in the right mind would honestly think it's okay to pair up omega and alpha blood together? I mean, it's simply insane! Goddess knows better than anyone that it would bring unspeakable disasters to the pack.