Nightwing Oracle Novels & Stories

“I see you're having fun.” “Definitely,” Daemon said, smirking. With a smile, the young man said, “My name is Edmond from Nightfang Pack.” Daemon and Fea exchanged glances. “Nightfang?” Daemon asked. “I heard about your Luna…Selene.” Edmond's eyes lost their glow. “Yes. Selene Luna.” He lowered his voice. “It's sad that she had to die that way.” “Yes it is sad,” Daemon whispered, his eyes briefly growing gloomy.

I gasped. Lunar Eclipse was more of a pack of mercenaries. No one knew the real names of the pack members, as they all had some sort of code name. The Alpha of the pack was known as Shadowstrike. Shadowstrike was considered the ultimate warrior, with skills that a normal werewolf didn’t possess. He could strike his opponents down with a single blow, but it wasn’t just because he was strong. There was a rumor that he could expel some sort of energy in his attacks that could knock someone down without ever touching them.

“And tell me about the mate you’re too foolish to claim properly.” “I need to find her,” I said, skipping the small talk. “Marcus Blackthorn took her, and regular tracking isn’t working.” “Because she’s protected by ancient magic,” the Oracle said, her blind eyes somehow piercing through me. “Blood wards meant to hide supernatural prisoners from pack connections.” Hope and despair collided in my chest. “Can you break them?” “Can I? Yes. Will I?” She rocked slowly, considering my request. “That depends on what you’re willing to give.”

Of Kai. God, Kai. His words from yesterday haunted her: Only one can awaken me. Or destroy me. A knock shattered the silence. Rowan turned as her dorm door creaked open. A woman stood there—tall, cloaked in silver robes, with vines of glowing ink crawling up her hands like living tattoos. “I am the Oracle,” the woman said. “You must come.” Rowan blinked. “Now? It’s barely dawn—” “You carry old fire, girl,” the Oracle said, eyes flashing with unsettling clarity. “And not all dragons want it alive.”

There are seven Oracles in the Lycaon palace, but one of them was the most powerful and closest to the moon goddess as everyone believed. Her name is Cordelia. She was a popular oracle, talked about around all werewolf and Lycan packs. As we approached her shrine, goose bumps started to creep up my skin, along with a banging headache. I started to panic. Ever since the incident where Draven got shot, I haven’t had this recurring headache. I wanted to believe it was gone forever but as I started to feel the pain, fear crept in.

Zina growled in pure anger that the ground beneath them started shaking. "I didn't. I asked you questions, and you answered while I answered your questions when you asked me. That isn't called playing it's called being honest." Gwen smiled, but it was gone the instant the ground rumbled hard, the trees and grass tuned black sucking out the life out of them. Before anyone could do anything, she sealed the five of them inside a shield, leaving only her and Zina outside. Gwen closed her eyes momentarily and inhaled deeply. "Go find the oracle. It's time to get her back." Gwen mind linked before opening her shining royal blue eyes and locking them onto Zina.

"I am known as the Oracle, the keeper of ancient knowledge. You have come seeking guidance, and I am here to test your resolve." I approached the Oracle, my heart pounding in anticipation. "What is the trial I must face? How will it shape my journey?" The Oracle lifted their hand, and in the flickering candlelight, I saw a shimmering orb materialize. It pulsated with an otherworldly energy, drawing me closer with its allure. "This orb contains fragments of forgotten wisdom. Your task is to decipher its hidden message, to unravel the secrets it holds."

I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. The figure stepped forward, revealing piercing eyes that seemed to hold the weight of centuries. "I am the Oracle of Eternity," the voice declared, each word filled with power. "I hold the key to unlocking the deepest truths of this realm." Malachi and I exchanged a knowing look, our curiosity piqued. "Tell us, Oracle," he spoke, his voice steady. "What must we do to fulfill our destiny and safeguard the Silverwood?"

The twins will face hardships and pain on the night of their birthday. I remember how I transformed being a werewolf, my mom was there helping me ease the pain. And I will make sure the twins also have a mom next month. “Sire, the oracle leaves a prophecy.” We headed to the council. I saw already all of the Alphas with their Lunas. The councilors are also present. I also saw Savanah and the twins. What are they doing in here? The oracle is now standing in the middle. “The time has come, the yesterday’s darkness will be ended by tomorrow’s brightness.”