Sky Winx Saga Novels & Stories

She wouldn’t let it. She inhaled deeply, trying to center herself. “You’re tense,” the Lycan said, his voice smooth, deep, and teasing. “I don’t enjoy being watched by an entire room,” she replied coolly, her gaze skimming the crowd. All eyes were on them. He smiled. “Then I suppose I should introduce myself, give them something to talk about. I’m Knox. Knox Green, Alpha of the Southern Lycan Pack.” “Lydia. Heiress of the Moonglade Pack,” she replied, matching his tone.

"So, I will let Amanda take the title of Luna—I don't want to make things harder for Kelvin. However, I refuse to break the rules of our clan. After all, I am the daughter of the Southern Werewolf General. No she-wolf in our bloodline has ever been claimed as a mate without holding the title of Luna," I said, my voice calm, but resolute. "That's why I've come today, Luna. Our bond may have been arranged by the Alpha, but I seek your blessing… I want to reject him as my mate."

“Really?” “Really,” she confirmed. “But just so we’re clear, I don’t lose.” He laughed. “I wouldn’t expect you to.” She spun the combination on her locker and swung it open. She slung her bag over her shoulder and looked back at Caleb. “Text me the details.” “I will,” he said. “We can go this Saturday.” “Sure,” Sky said. “I’ll bring my game face.” Sky turned to leave. She took exactly three steps before a familiar presence slid into her peripheral vision, quiet as a shadow.

Half the Sky battalion suddenly forgets how wings work and falls screaming into the void. I ride the lightning rail that loops the main plaza, board sparking violet, katana singing. A Sky captain (taller, older, crown of frozen stormclouds) drops in front of me, spear spinning. Sky Captain: “Yield the throne you were never meant to sit, little queen.” I smile with too many teeth. Celeste: “Come take it.” He lunges. I parry with Hellebore Mist, the blade drinks his spear’s wind and spits it back as a tornado that rips his own wings off.

Date = 8 August Place = San Francisco (Black Pit) POV - Aria The kitchen hums with low chatter and clattering pans — right up until Sky lifts her hand to her mouth and goes perfectly still. Her eyes lock on the doorway, and the warmth in the room drains like someone cracked a thermostat to freezing. “Fock,” she breathes. A shadow fills the entrance. “I fucking told you to stay in bed and rest,” a deep voice growls. My shoulders jump. My spine snaps straight. Sky just smirks at the storm walking straight toward her, slow and wicked, like she’s been waiting for this exact moment.

I took off for the wild yonder, gazing up at the Milky Way sprawled across the night sky. It was my son's dream. He was a stargazer, an astronomy buff since he was knee-high. On his birthday, he saw his first meteor shower in the wild. Tragically, that same night became his last. I was determined to make his dream come true. The divorce papers, signed by Elias, landed in my mailbox. Maybe it was guilt, but he rewrote the terms, leaving me with a lion's share of our assets. I took it all without batting an eye.

But, in that case, why did Zero even claim to like her because he listened to Sky's story? Then, what is right for Sky to make Zeva a character in his story? Regarding Zero being able to get to know Sky, on the day they spent the whole day together, Zero admitted that he knew Zeva's problem with Sky. It turns out that Sky is Zero's classmate and close friend during high school and Liora is Zero's sister.

"I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow, Scarlett." His shadow left the room as silently as the still night, his existence remaining unnoticed. It would have been so if it weren't for the fact that Leaxandra remains conscious all this time. With the unknown shadow already out of the place, the Luna's eyes snapped open while her heart couldn't have pounded more vigorously as though surviving from death itself. ******

She said, clicking her tongue. "Hello," I waved at all of them, "I'm Skye," I said. "I'm sorry if we want to be direct to you but we want to see if what Hilda here said is true. Do you really know healing magic?" Aldrich asked and I nodded my head, holding my hands together in front of me.

Lyra’s POV. I wiggled around the chair trying to get off the ropes that bound me with the chair, anger and fear cursing through me as I stared at Xavier's dark deep orbs that exuded venom and the smug smile that spread against his lips. "Why are you doing this, Xavier?" I spat, firing my words at him like bullets. His smile grew wider. "You're just a pawn in a bigger game, Lyra. This is about Sage. Don’t worry princess, I may or may not hurt, so I won’t make any promises”