Rozen Maiden Kirakishou Novels & Stories

I was curious about the girl that was my mate, but more then anything I wanted to find the way home. “So, Osiris.” Lucas said, pulling my attention to him. “What exactly are you? As my mate said, you don’t smell human, and you definitely don’t smell like a wolf.” “I’m a vampire-witch hybrid. Surely you’ve heard of my father, Rhazian.” “Ok, now I know he’s hit his head.” Selene snorted. “He thinks he’s something out of the human’s fantasy books.” “Have Rory check him over in the clinic. Once she’s checked him out we can start getting down to the bottom of this.”

Persistent, I like it. "I won't until you are okay, stay here I will get my first aid kit from my cabin." She left and probably would never return, she has the eyes that makes me want to be good, she has brown chocolate hair, and a face like an angel. After a couple of minutes, she arrived with the first aid kit and food. She helped me with my wounds and I also introduced myself to her. After fixing me she gave me a hug and said, "Goodbye Nico until we meet again," I hope you won't meet me again princess I am the devil and I will just taint your soul.

"The Mood Goddess is displeased with her, and she has cursed us all." My ears immediately twitched, my amber eyes narrowing. I know the whispers, the unfounded accusations. Migumi, the woman chosen to be Prince Aiden's bride, had been the subject of gossip and slander since her arrival. It was probably due to the fact that it’s because of its breed as the Moonshadow wolf.

A veil of the finest gossamer draped over her silver hair, completing the look of a bride ready for her final journey. Elara also wore a few pieces of jewelry that had been gifted to her by the villagers. Around her neck was a delicate necklace with a pendant in the shape of a crescent moon, crafted from silver and inlaid with tiny, sparkling stones. Her ears were adorned with simple yet elegant earrings, small drops of silver that caught the light with every movement. On her wrist, she wore a slender bracelet, its intricate design reminiscent of the patterns found in nature—a symbol of the earth’s enduring strength and beauty.

Once they left, I took all the photos from over the years—the ones of Ethan and me, of Dad and me—and cut them into pieces before throwing them into the fireplace. Finally, I burned the white gown that I had sewn three years ago. I had it secretly made from the most precious lunar silk after Ethan's family proposed our mating. It was the sacred gown I had imagined countless times since I was a pup, the one I would wear during the marking ceremony on a full moon night. But now, I burned it with my own hands, along with my last bit of attachment to this pack.

Preparing completely. Then dressing. Traditional Luna gown. White and silver. Flowing and ethereal. Simple but beautiful. Not ornate. Not overdone. Just perfectly enough. Maya wove flowers into my hair. The moon lilies Kira found. They glowed faintly. Responding to Luna power. Responding to bond. Responding to everything. "You look incredible," Kira breathed. Stepping back. Admiring work. Admiring me. "Like walking moonlight. Like embodied grace. Like everything Luna should be."

“If poison isn’t an option.” The blade was beautiful. Dark metal that seemed to absorb light. Runes carved along the edge. “Blessed by the Moon Goddess herself,” Kaidora said. “It will cut through any wolf. Even an alpha.” I took it and slid it into my jacket. “Go,” Kaidora said. “And may the Moon Goddess guide your hand.” I turned toward the temple doors. “Aurelian.” I looked back. Kaidora’s expression was soft. Sad. “Your mother would be proud of you.”

‘Marrok wants to complete his bond with his mate,’ he growls to me. 'I know, Buddy. Soon.' After dinner, the pack follows us outside. News spread quickly about Sloane receiving her white wolf. Everyone knows what that means, although, I’m not surprised the Moon Goddess told her nothing would change. I already know what an amazing woman my mate is. Sloane steps away and turns her back before stripping and shifting quickly. I feel the entire pack gasp then sigh when they see her. Aisling walks up to me and I slide my fingers through her fur, feeling her body shiver at my touch.

The circle flared black and violet, twisting, alive. From the darkness, a whisper rose: Nex umbraa, kai vel’thra… ix shael. Kai’thai kharuun… kai’thra kai’thai. From shadow, I awaken… I am hers. I am warrior… I am and I become. Then it appeared. Not a simple crow, but something older, warped. Its wings were tattered starlight. Its eyes burned like molten amethyst. It landed on her shoulder. Claiming her. Marking her.

A smile that held no warmth held within it. Once the neutrality blessing was complete, the chamber began to hum. Kieran was brought forward. As the priestesses began to circle him as they chanted, but what happened next surprised everyone. A portal opened, and a woman stepped through. Her body looked as if it were made up of moonlight itself. It could only be one person. “Moon Goddess,” I breathed, bowing. Everyone else has done the same. “Rise,” said the Goddess, “who here claims that my will was carried out properly. By removing his man’s wolf Demon?”