Soulstice Briar Novels & Stories

Valia looked into Briar’s guarded eyes and saw a dangerous, beautiful soul looking back—someone who didn't see a foundation director or a legacy name, but saw her. Destiny, cruel and playful as ever, had just pulled the trigger on a brand-new chapter. The circle remained unbroken, and in the quiet corner of the lounge, a new dawn had officially begun.

Serafina Marazona The early morning sunlight spilled through the bedroom windows, painting long golden lines across the sheets. I remained where I was, staring at the ceiling without truly seeing it. Sleep had come in broken pieces throughout the night, interrupted by memories of locked doors, Cassandra’s questions, Vincenzo’s silence, and the promise I had made simply to survive. Now that I had made it back to the estate alive, another battle waited for me. I had given my word, and whether it had been made under threat or not, I had no intention of pretending it had never happened. If I wanted Vincenzo to treat me as something more than a frightened girl hidden behind his name, then I h

Her gaze darted mischievously, like a child about to break her rival’s favorite toy. I swallowed hard, every nerve in my body bracing for the blow. “During the time she attacked me at school that day,” Briar began, her voice sweet but laced with venom, “I happened to pick a few strands of her hair. I gave it to my Dad to look at.” My stomach dropped. She what? Her smile stretched wider, triumphant. “My Dad took it to examine at the pack hospital.” Then she leaned closer to Damien, lowering her voice just enough to feel like a dagger aimed only at me. “She’s a tribrid.”

A numbness crept through my limbs, an ominous harbinger of surrender that loomed on the horizon. In the midst of this maelstrom, a flicker of celestial light pierced the gloom, illuminating my gaze as I lifted it heavenward. The sky itself seemed to crack open, revealing a radiant luminescence that was both breathtaking and haunting. In that luminous moment, my lips moved of their own accord, uttering the names of my beloved siblings—Cali and Poras—a whispered invocation that carried the weight of a thousand prayers. And then, as the darkness embraced me like a long-lost friend, I surrendered to its embrace, my consciousness fading into the abyss. The threads of reality and the tapestry of f

"Please, stop putting yourself through this agony." I tilted my head back against the leather chair and closed my eyes, a heavy weight pressing down on my chest. What on earth had I done? Briar was my fated mate, a sacred gift granted to me by the Moon Goddess. No one understood the inner workings of my mind the way she did. Our wolves had been bound in complete harmony.

The Celestial Realm Selene I peer down at the glass orb on my table. The people of Mysteria are celebrating the solstice in each town. I glide my fingers across the orb to watch other villages. In Garnett Halls, the people have draped large garlands around the horse’s necks. In Bramblemore, I do not see one sober person. I cover my lips with my fingers and giggle as a handsome lad drunkenly falls into the lap of a lady. She looks down at him and hiccups, only for them to both blush and laugh. The beginning of a new romance for sure. I then glide my fingers along the globe until I stop when I see my descendants celebrating not far from Moon Crest Castle.

`Are you alright? `Your sister!` She lifted her shaky hand and pointed in a direction. My gaze followed it, and I gasped. Brielle was lying unconscious, in a white dress, on a concrete altar with demonic symbols, a few inches from the portal. “…sacrifice of my loins and do my bidding. Take this sacrifice of my loins and do my bidding. Take this sacrifice of my loins and do my bidding.” Killian stood by her side, chanting and lifting a dagger.

Eventually, I decide to give Alpha a slight chance to avoid her rebelling within me, to suppress her thirst for Aurel. I tilt Aurel's chin up to make her look at me again, and just as she's about to ask what I want to say, I lean in. One of my eyes starts glowing gray, the color of our combined souls—my soul and Alpha's soul. I instantly feel the warm breath from Aurel wash over my face, her lips sweet and soft as I press mine against them. Aurel is slightly surprised by my sudden kiss.

"That was the only reason why I went out that night." "See, Alpha, that's where you are wrong. That was the date that the Moon's found Serenity, but it's not her correct birthday. Do you even know her birth name?" "Of course, I know her name. It's Brianna Williams. The Moon's had her since Embermoon Coven was destroyed. I have heard the stories and assumed her birthday had been correct. If her birthday was not, then when is her birthday?" Growing anger by the minutes. What game were Toya and Dr. Rivers playing at? How could she doubt my accreditation?

Chapter Thirteen: Sister of Ash The sky had turned a deep, smoky gray, as though the heavens themselves mourned what was awakening beneath the soil. Seren stood at the edge of the crater, surrounded by the wreckage of her birthright and the screams of the cursed tree that once marked Black Hollow’s sacred heart. Her robes—dark blue with silver embroidery—fluttered with energy. She hadn’t aged past her early twenties, her presence defying time, her expression carved from stone.