Reading Zodiac Novels & Stories

Maybe I could use my powers to help those like me who were being banished from different packs. Sadie smiled faintly. “Then let’s get started.” The Dusk Raiders formed a circle around me while Elder Sadie performed the ritual. She used a silver powder to draw symbols on the floor, and she chanted words in a tongue I couldn’t understand. The air became dense, as if it was charged with electricity, and my skin prickled. I knelt in the middle of the circle in full panic mode. Sadie said, “Close your eyes Hazel.” I did as she said.

For months. I keep scrolling until the day of her birthday. There’s a picture of a Polaroid laying on a wooden table. It’s Zara and Liam. She’s smiling shyly at the camera, but he’s looking at her. The caption in the white space says ‘destined mates. can’t wait to be w/ u forever.’ I can’t help myself. I keep reading. Zara: where r u? I need help. Everyone’s chasing me. Liam: where u @? Alpha Willams is looking for u.

Something they enjoyed exploiting. "Practice fields?" Micah asked, his voice loose. Ash nodded, his gaze sweeping over the hallway. It was wolf sniffing its quarry. His eyes rested on me. I tried to disappear, but that didn't work. He had found me. “Look what the wolf dragged in,” Zane Valez said, his signature smirk already in place. He was leaning against the wall, a picture of nonchalant cruelty. “Little Rhea Mooncrest, still clinging to those dusty books. What’s that you’re reading? ‘How to Get a Mate When No One Wants You’?”

“When I was small, my parents told me stories about moon-blessed children. Pairs of wolves marked by Luna herself for a special purpose.” Zane opens the ancient book, carefully turning brittle pages until he finds what he’s looking for. He spins it around to face us. The illuminated manuscript shows two wolves, one midnight black, one silver, standing beneath a crescent moon. Behind each wolf’s ear is a small, glowing mark identical to the ones Zane and I share.

“I’m not staying locked inside like some fragile thing.” “You’re not fragile,” Zack said, softer now. “But you are a target.” That made her pause, because she knew it was true. Zoe closed her eyes briefly, then nodded once. “Fine. Tonight, I will stay. Tomorrow, we will go together.” Zack studied her. Then, “Together,” he agreed. Later that night, Zoe sat alone in her Luna office. The Book of Life lay open in front of her; the pages had changed; they weren’t blank anymore. Faint writing—ancient and shifting—glowed softly under the light. Zoe leaned closer. Her breath caught. Images flickered across the page.

Chad then returned his gaze to Alpha Zavier, I thought that after you guys had stolen that book about the ring, you took time to read it. Alpha Zavier and Omega Yna exchanged glances. “The only important part was about the ring and what was to happen on the day of full moon,” Omega Yna replied. “Are you sure?” Chad asked. Alpha Zavier looked at Omega, small balls of sweat started forming on her forehead. For a moment, she was confused and had no answer to that simple question. “Well, that book has every information that you needed, need, will need. If you are planning to attack Xander's pack again, just forget it,” Chad stated.

"You're even more delusory than I anticipated. Amazonians are just warrioresses, and we despise having warriors in our tribe, Odin." Odin yelled at Arya. "That is insane. We are fighting a common enemy, don't you know?" "You have to respect their rules, Odin!" uttered Charlotte. "Why don't you join the zodiac warriors instead?" "Zodiac warriors should have twelve members because each one represents a different Zodiac sign. For example, Ammon represents the Taurus sign and has the special ability to make his body tough; the same goes for the rest of them, and they should be ruled by Prince Arthur, the 13th Zodiac warrior," Arya explained.

As she promised, William will be the first to read it and share his opinion. William read the book's summary, and curiosity about the Zonian’s life filled his mind. Julie’s research details Zonian's social hierarchy, their underground life, and their cooking and agricultural techniques. But things get more interesting when William reads about the Zonian’s red eyes. William hurried to get more information, but Julie immediately stopped him. She grabbed William’s face and could see his eyes were slowly turning red. “I was right,” Julie said, a look of concern painted across her face. William asked why she stopped him as her summary was getting intense.

Michelle said, and I nodded. I picked up the call and pushed it to my ear. “Yeah Zion, how are you?!” I asked. “I'm fine, and you?” “Alive.” I responded. “So, let me just go straight to the point, remember the book on white Wolves and demon wolves and all the madness we both read on?” “Yeah, I remember.” I said, sitting up immediately. “Well, I decided to finish it out of boredom since my girlfriend isn't talking to me. By the way, kindly help me in any way you can.” Zion pleaded.

Thirteen was when vampires got access to the abilities and gifts if they had one, just like how we got our wolves. Zion, being a Precoza by birth, gained access to his on his ninth birthday. He was still getting the hang of them, but he was excited. He had the same Precoza abilities that Imeela had. He was also able to cast and could emit electricity from his body. Hecate had made an appearance when Zion was born and blessed him, stating that he would have an important destiny and would hold great power inside of himself. “I promise,” he whispered back to me, eyes twinkling with mirth. “Dad, I’m curious about something. Did it ever bother you that Mom wasn’t a shifter?”