Origin A Novels & Stories

"You are not just the descendants of the First Mother. You are the menders of the fracture. You are worthy to see the Origin." They led my children deeper into the silver forest, where the quartz trees grew so thick they formed a natural cathedral of light. At the very center of the valley, buried in a bed of glowing obsidian, was the "Origin Stone.".It was a massive, crystalline anchor that looked like the mother of all Sun Stones, its violet gold light projecting a map of the entire galaxy into the air. "This is where the first heartbeat began," Maya whispered, her golden aura flaring as she touched the stone. "The Silver Moon on Earth is just a satellite. This... this is the source.".

The memory was seared into her brain. It flooded her with guilt and shame but it wasn’t enough to push away the butterflies in her stomach or the sweet throbbing in her neck where he had marked her with his teeth. It was short, intense and with a person whom she had never met before, a person that was like an abomination to werewolves. A human. Her heart leapt as she thought of her little act of rebellion. It left a bitter-sweet after taste in her mouth – if her kin were to find out –