Saga De Crepusculo Novels & Stories

“Ahhh, fine! Fine! Whatever. If you don’t want to tell me who he is, just say so~” Nexus laughed, softer now, like wind chimes in the desert dusk. But then, he leaned in again, as though sharing the punchline of the universe. “He’s a powerful wolf spirit who will call himself Theo a few years from now.” All of a sudden, the world around her trembled—like an old filmstrip glitching between frames. Nexus’s warm, serene smile began to fade, like sunlight sinking into water. The shrine, the sky, the sand beneath her—all of it peeled away, pixel by pixel, memory by memory.

*Still walking, old one? Seris smiled faintly. "Still observing," she replied. *Good. Enter.* The shadow structure split. Not with a door. With a *parting.* Like a curtain drawn aside. Beyond lay darkness. And deeper still— Light. Cold. Blue. Luna stepped forward. Into the Cradle. Into the bones of her bloodline. Into the place where wolves had first looked up at the Moon and said, *Yes. We will carry You. If You carry us.*

This isn't going to be good. He knew that Amara was a witch. And knowing these people, they won't take this lightly. And that was how they found themselves in this situation.. ********** The sun had begun to rise, casting a warm golden light through the trees as Decker found his way back to his Pack's makeshift camp. His body aches from weeks of roaming the forest as a wolf. As he approached the camp, he noticed a few of his packmates who were already there before him and his heart squeezed painfully at the sight of them.

Even some corners were adorned with new items like vases and other beautiful decorations. Richard, who was tasked with making drinks, returned with four cups. He placed each cup in front of the individuals and then joined the others by sitting down. "Have you been here long, Lord Viggo?" Dante inquired. "I've been here before during a super full blood moon, as there was a descendant of werewolves who wished to become one. So, to awaken their werewolf side, I performed a ritual here and awakened Celestria," answered Viggo. Dante was taken aback by this information. "You awakened Celestria under the light of a super full blood moon?" Dante confirmed.

Beyond wolves and lycan’s reach. —----------------- Amidst the heavy shadows that the setting sun cast across the room, Eskaal and Meagia stood at the window, their faces etched with grief and longing. The room was suffused with an eerie stillness, and the silence weighed on their hearts as they gazed out at the darkening horizon. The golden hues of twilight painted the sky, casting a melancholy glow on their faces as they watched, each lost in their own thoughts, their hearts heavy with the absence of their beloved daughter, Seraphina. She had gone missing, and the pain was a relentless ache that refused to diminish.

My body, once strong as a werewolf, now felt feeble and human. Aching ribs signalled my body's depletion. Gathering what little strength remained, I approached the door, desperate for help. Silence met my pleas, while whispers swirled in the distant hallway. I mustered all the energy left in me, crying out for Mama's presence. Before collapsing, the doorknob turned, and strong arms caught me. Blurred vision clouded my senses, but their comforting touch provided solace. Faint whispers soothed me, but I succumbed to unconsciousness once more, drifting away.

I mumbled. He turned around and looked at her legs, touching them. Xavier did his best to control himself. "She was bit by a forsaken," Lucas announces, pointing to a mark on her thigh. I look at it and it was indeed a forsaken bite. Their bites are extremely venomous and can kill even adult wolves in a matter of minutes, even alphas. You can tell the difference between the bites in human form because the skin started to decay. My heart drops. Forsaken wounds were impossible to cure, even if you were an alpha or alpha heir. Only the Moon Goddess herself could save you if you had been bitten or scratched deep enough. "She probably won't last any longer than a few hours. Who is she?"

Practically gift-wrapping herself and sliding across the table. I’d tolerated it. Entertained it, even. But I always knew. She wasn’t it. And Zey? Zey has never liked her. Not once. Not even a little. Still… Crescent Creek is our closest neighboring pack. Small — dangerously small — but they produce warriors that fight like demons. We need them. Which is exactly why this moment could not possibly be worse. Karissa slides up beside me like a snake finding warm stone, her manicured hand settling lightly on my arm.

Louis rode at my right shoulder in the position he had taken every time we moved through uncertain terrain, which I had stopped noticing consciously and started noticing only in moments like this when it was very dark and the road was unfamiliar and the fact of his presence at my right was so reliable it had become architectural. Lady Amara rode behind us with the third soldier and the small document case she had insisted on bringing, which contained the decoded correspondence and the Meridian archive letter and the copies she had made that morning of every relevant document because Lady Amara's deepest professional instinct was that the person who controlled the copies controlled the outcom

It was wrong for him to get angry but sometimes he couldn't control his temper because he was too depressed by the loss of Crema. Unbeknownst to him, Crema is under a dark spell in her brother's hands. On the other hand, Alpha Sauro is preparing to face Lord Lucifus. They captured a woman to make an offering to Lord Lucifus. They also offered a sack of gold in exchange for what they demanded. Crema saw them leaving Salvatore. Alpha Sauro's heart started beating again. He could hardly breathe and swallowed saliva. He approached Crema and caressed her face. Crema smiled at him which made his heart beat faster.