Senja Mars Novels & Stories

Lydia asked, echoing her sister's earlier comment. “Yeah,” Sean nodded. “You smell like honeysuckle.” “No, that’s not my smell,” Lydia waved him off. “Well, it’s true! Lydia, you smell like that,” Blake added, sniffing her sister. “If I remember correctly, your smell used to be like ice in a…” “White snow,” Lydia completed. How could she smell like honeysuckle? Her wolf was associated with the scents of white snow and bluebells. She sniffed at herself but regretted it; without her wolf, she couldn't smell anything.

She dialed Kenneth immediately. "Heads up: Mars is moving into my place today. We need a strong wolf to help haul his gear." Kenneth’s low chuckle came through the line. "You’re a manipulative little fox, Jessa. You’ve been tracking this for weeks." "I'm not the one trying to claim him, Brother! I'm just providing the territory." "Fair enough," Kenneth laughed. "I'll be there after work. Thanks for the opening." "Don't screw it up," Jessa snorted. "Don't underestimate him just because he's struggling. Mars is going to be a powerhouse one day. When he’s a top-tier strategist, you’ll be the one laughing with a brilliant mate on your arm."

Luna rumbled in agreement, her amber eyes glowing with loyalty, tail flicking, the frost dusting her fur, the trail a test of their bond, the chill a distant threat. Mara walked beside Jasper, her cropped black hair ruffled by the wind, strands sticking to her frost-damp forehead, her brown eyes bright with defiance, her dagger sheathed at her hip, its blade polished, the hilt cold in her scarred palm, her dark green tunic embroidered with silver threads that shimmered faintly in the dim light, her fur-lined cloak pulled tight, the wooden bead cord on her wrist gleaming, the breeze biting at her skin, her fire a vibrant flame against the cold, the trail a challenge she met head-on, the petri

and joined her on the other side of Kara. On her left flank, her fur shifted subtly from white to silver. Silver in the shape of a crescent moon. Kara bore the symbol of Selene, a symbol that all would recognize, naming her a blessed wolf. We’d known that already, of course, from her conversation with the Goddess. But seeing it directly, watching the silver shimmer over the white, was mind-blowing. Kara turned her head towards us and let out a soft huff. Gideon grinned. “Kara says that it’s time to run.”

“Well, Selene just warned me about how the people that attacked are still alive and they know that I am too and they aren’t all forgiving.” “Basically, you think they know you are alive and that’s one of the reason’s strangers have been trying to get into our pack” I said. “Yes,” she answered. “But it could also be because you were jealous of Joselyn. I loved seeing you jealous and territorial by the way.” I winked at her which got her to smile and break the serious atmosphere a little. “Jason!” she snorted a laugh. “Sorry, continue.” I said. “Well, the moon goddess said she’s going to help by hiding us for a while like she did with me against Maverick. I offered to help her.”

“Unfortunately, the last of my teleportation device was used. So we have to walk.” She hummed. “Is it far?” As she asked, she imagined the Hobbit movie in her head and their adventures. She wondered, would it be like that? “Yes, it is. But we have to stop in Flints for supplies. Else we’ll starve and never make it to Zona.”, he explained. He was leading Selena in the forest, looking out and being cautious for possible tigers. Flint was known as the place where huge tigers gather. “I should remind you that this place is very different from the other world. So whatever you see here, is something not ordinary.” He added. Telling her of these was the first step in knowing the dangers of Kósmima.

MARINA A strong smell woke me up. A strong, metallic smell. I sat up on my bed and looked around as I was confused. It was dark in my room, so I couldn’t see anything at first, but I felt uneasy and…icky. Almost as if I was dirty. I touched my face then my neck and felt something sticky on me. I frowned and got out of the bed immediately, then turned on the light. The smell was familiar. The sticky feeling was familiar.

His eyes were reddened with fatigue as he lingered into the classroom, too tired to care about the names. Katarina, on the side felt sick. They both needed to talk to each other, they both needed to talk because amidst the whole world, they had found each other via a weird connection. "Welcome to Biology 1-" It was so easy for Mrs Walter's words to fade past his ears, so easy for him to zone out of reality and into his safe haven, into his mind. 'Irene' He still called unto her. She heard him though. But she wouldn't answer. She was in a bad state-

“Wren did say that the amount of wolfsbane in your body was lethal.” My baby almost died. Just thinking about it made me so fucking angry. I was ready to tear the world apart. “That’s weird.” Emma mumbled. “Not for you.” Drake smiled. “You are the True Luna. You can do what most wolves can’t.” Emma looked up at him and gave him a small smile. Jealousy burned inside of me. She shouldn’t be smiling at him. But what pissed me off even more was the way he was looking at her.