Novel & Cerita Novel Southern Eclipse

she announced and my heart skipped at once at her words. "Luna?" "Yes" "But…but, I don't understand this, what do you mean by Luna, what is a Luna?" I asked not to hide my lack of knowledge. Anabelle smiled, "You will understand better. I will get you some books to read, every Information in the book will get you prepared for the journey ahead of you. I can sense a fiery fire burning in you, my father and Nelson might be blinded to see it, but time will tell the best story" she noted, pat my left shoulder and begin to walk towards the door.

ADRIAN – VALERIUS’S THRONE ROOM I’m chained to the throne again, collar burning, Valerius pacing. “You’re quiet tonight, brother,” he says. I don’t answer. He leans close. “I felt her today. Your little hybrid. She’s getting stronger.” I snarl. Valerius laughs. “Good. Stronger means sweeter when I break her.” I lunge, chains snap taut. He pats my cheek. “Patience. The eclipse is coming. You’ll bring her to me yourself.” I spit blood in his face. He wipes it away, smiling. “I love when you fight. Makes the surrender taste better.”

But again, Lila took her sweet time, milking every second. “The second this pup was born, the moon appeared in the sky, and it would have been a normal occurrence if she hadn't been born during the daytime.” My breath hitched, a cold dread momentarily surpassing the agony burning through my limbs. A daytime moon. “The solar eclipse,” I choked out, the words tasting like my own blood on my tongue as the fractured pieces of the puzzle finally slammed together in my mind. “Exactly, sister,” Lila purred, her grip on my life force tightening just enough to make me writhe against the dirt floor.

Instead, I drifted into a half-conscious state, watching the threads of the Web vibrate with the coming storm. ​I saw the Southern fleet, tiny specks of gold on the horizon, their siphons reaching up like skeletal fingers to grab the light. I saw the East, their jade ships hovering just outside our borders, waiting for us to break. And I saw the North, a land of snow and stone, standing defiant against a world that wanted to consume it. ​When the moon finally rose, it was a blood-red sliver in a sky that refused to turn black. The heat did not break with the sunset; it only became more stagnant, more stifling. I felt the shift in the air before I heard the footsteps. Cassian was back.

“Body heat count as of 4:09 PM is 2,049. Eclipse to happen in two minutes.” He turned away as another head exploded and the blood splattered all over him and nodded at the Epsilon’s report. They’re yet to execute the plan and he’s already used up a magazine or two, none of them gone to waste. This compound’s security is just so widespread that they could’ve been caught way earlier if he didn’t help and cock his pistol. The sun was slowly dimming, the moon’s shadow casting over a big part of New York. It was supposedly the golden hour, but since the moon is dimming the grounds, they’ll consider it as kill hour.

Survivors worked side by side—peasants, knights, healers—patching walls, carrying the wounded, whispering prayers to the stars. Maelis Rowan, the seer, stood among them. Though her body shook with fatigue, her blind eyes turned to the heavens, lips moving in silent rhythm. When Serenya approached, she stilled. “You’ve passed through shadow and flame,” Maelis murmured. “But the eclipse is not yet complete.” Serenya frowned. “Thalric is gone. What else remains?” “The shadow is never bound to one man alone,” Maelis said softly. “It is a tide. It waits. It hungers. And in the moment of coronation, it will strike again. That is the true eclipse.”

Sleep did not come softly that night. It came like a storm, heavy and cold, swallowing me whole. I had tucked Alpheus’s journal back under the bed, but the words inside it would not rest. His handwriting, fierce yet trembling, still burned in my mind. Every confession. Every sorrow. Every name of the fallen. Moonveil wasn’t just a legend to him, it was a wound that never healed. When my eyes finally closed, the silence shifted. The air grew dense, charged with something ancient.

The dawn that broke over the Ravine was not the soft gold of a Northern spring. It was a harsh, terrifying white. High above the atmosphere, the Southern Council’s mirror-satellites were shifting, catching the unfiltered intensity of the sun and focusing it into a singular, lethal beam. The air already tasted of ozone, and the ancient snow on the peaks of the Frost-Pins was beginning to weep, turning into torrents of meltwater that roared down the cliffs.

“She can't place any blame on you. What she is saying is the real truth, but that doesn't mean you are an enemy.” I felt the anger rising deep within me, making the words escape my lips. “F*k that shit. Don't tell me that, Briony.” Briony gave a light chuckle. “Kieran, you need to calm down.” I bit back the anger that was building inside of me and forced my breathing to settle. "An additional assault," Cedric added. "Just before dawn, the Eclipse Coven hit the southern border." I should have been relieved by the change in the discussion, but instead it made me feel more uneasy. "How many people were killed?" I inquired, turning my gaze to Cedric.

Jodar! (Fuck!) This week has been a lot. Between the battle, the meeting of alphas, Zak’s near suicide, and the continued mating urge, our bodies and minds are exhausted. Upon the cementing of the alliance between the northern packs and the Earthshine and Eclipse packs, we immediately moved both of their packs north to Maine. We had to keep them safe. The Eclipse Pack is surrounded by the Blue Crescent Pack and the ocean, being located on the southernmost tip of Florida. The Earthshine Pack is a little safer since it is in the northern part of Georgia. But it’s not far enough away to keep the women and children safe. We need to get them as far away from Mathias as we can.