Novel Southern Eclipse Novels & Stories

In the car, I had forgotten a coat, previous days, take it, place it on the hood of the car and there I leaned back, not wanting to have contact with anyone leave the mobile in silent mode on the seat, and so let go of hours, when I least expected it, I was submerged under the light of the sunset, in a few minutes the light of the sun king would leave the sky, and the heavens would be taken by the darkness that precedes the arrival of the moon. Out of nowhere the sound of several cars approaching the small slope that leads to the viewpoint began to be heard, vehicles of singular appearance of those of luxury or better said called Sports cars were present and one that other minivans, not very

And below that, mine. Luna Eclipse. Born 2009. No death date yet. But if the pattern holds, I have less than ten years left. Maybe less than five. The thought makes me sick. I push the journal away and stand up, pacing my small room. Nova shifts in her sleep but doesn't wake. I can't just accept this. Can't just wait to die like every Eclipse before me. There has to be a way to break the curse. To survive. I return to the desk and pull out another journal. This one is written by someone named Helena Eclipse. She lived in the 1800s.

Meanwhile, at Blackmark mansion, Raya was sipping her wine when the witch named Griffin appeared out of nowhere and bowed down to Mrs Blackmark. "Griffin...what are you doing here?" she asked smilingly then continued, "Oh, it doesn't matter. Now that you are here...join me for a drink. Will you?" "My lady...I need to tell you something important…" her facial expressions were crucial and tone seemed urgent. "What is it?" Raya asked with her eyebrows knitted. "The eclipse is coming…" she mentioned carefully. Hearing this Raya left the glass of wine from her hand and it broke into a million pieces, the wine spread along the floor.

My beast has his ears flattened against his head, ready to murder, and I shared his sentiment. I will kill a God before I allow harm to come to my mate; that is a fucking promise. Caterina Oh my god. The eclipse is today; everything is happening today! I couldn't sleep a wink last night, and right now, I stood in a daze in the shower. Gosh, I am nervous! I don't know what to expect from today at all. All I know is that the eclipse starts at noon, and during this time, Kaede and her sisters will perform a ritual. Kai hasn't told me what needs to be done yet, but I think I will ask him about it later on.

the old man said. Helena raised her face and said, "At the Southern Region, near the Padparadscha Duchy. There was an Annular Solar Eclipse every 50 years that happened 25 years ago there. And he appeared." The Annular Solar Eclipse happens every 25 years in the Euclase Continent. And it happened in turns between the southern and northern regions. So if 25 years ago it occurred in the north, then it would happen in the south next. "I met that creature once when Liam was still a baby. He was just 2 weeks old. I left him alone on the edge of the lake that day... because I had to fight that son of a bitch and chase him away from my land."

My father always spoke of a day when the North and South would truly stand as equals," Freya murmured softly, resting her hand over Leo’s forearm. He believed that mountain steel and solar light were two halves of the same coin. He was a wise man, Leo growled softly, pressing a gentle kiss to the crown of her head. Together, no rogue lord or dark sorcery will ever threaten your throne again, my Queen. Freya turned in his arms, looking up into his handsome, golden gaze. She reached up, her delicate hand stroking his jawline. Silas is imprisoned in the lower vaults, but his alchemists spoke under truth-binders before the trial, Leo. They spoke of a darker movement stirrring far beyond our bord

Three days had passed since the sky above Gloomwater Bay burned with the divine light of the Eclipse, and for the first time in over a decade, true peace settled over the sharp obsidian peaks of the northern continent. The howling gale that usually whipped across the battlements had softened into a gentle, crisp mountain breeze, carrying with it the scent of fresh pine, melted snow, and the sweet, ozone warmth of the stabilized subterranean forge.

The envoy from the Sunlit pack arrived a week later, the envoy consisted of seven men and five women with the Alpha included. The Alpha George was a tall huge chunk of a man with bluish black hair that brought attentions to his fiery eyes. He had an intimidating aura surrounding him that screamed for submission. The Alpha Lucien, his son Damien and a few emissaries were present to welcome them. Though of smaller built than George, Lucien was no less intimidating with his pale white skin, cold blue eyes and well-proportioned muscles.

And maybe it did. --- One evening, after a particularly grueling day, I found myself wandering outside the base. The air was cool, and the sky was painted in shades of purple and orange as the sun dipped below the horizon. It was one of those rare moments of quiet, when the world seemed to hold its breath, waiting for the next disaster to strike. I didn’t expect to find Ethan out there, leaning against the edge of one of the barricades, staring out into the distance. He didn’t hear me approach at first, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp, as if he was scanning for threats even in the stillness.

The indicator light blinked. LEVEL: SKY-SPIRE OBSERVATION DECK. Tristan stood up. He buttoned his coat. He checked his rapier. He looked at Saoirse. "You heard the lady," Tristan said softly. "Let's go help your mother kill my father." The doors opened. And they stepped out into the eye of the eclipse. The Observation Deck was not a room; it was a cathedral of glass at the top of the world. The ceiling was open to the sky. The eclipse was total now. A ring of fire hung in the heavens—a black sun surrounded by a corona of burning white.