Starfire Pet Novels & Stories

Lucas POV The throwing stopped so suddenly that the silence felt louder than the chaos before it. My chest was still rising too fast, my blood humming with the aftermath of adrenaline, when I felt it—Clarisse’s aura shifting, darkening, swelling like a storm cloud that had finally decided to burst. “Clarisse—” I started. Too late. Her body convulsed violently, bones cracking, muscles stretching in ways no human body should survive. Fur burst through her skin in waves, silver-black and wild, her scream twisting into a feral snarl that shook the walls.

Softer than usual. "Because of the mark." Madison's finger traces the shape on the puppy's chest. "And because... because stars are the things you wish on. When everything is dark and you can't see anything and you don't know if it's ever going to be okay again... you look up and there's a star. And you make a wish. And sometimes... sometimes the wish comes true." Madison's hand is still on Star's fur. The puppy stirs. Makes a sound. That same small mewl from before, half protest, half confusion.

The sound echoed softly through the bathroom and for the first time today, the tension in my chest eased slightly. My gaze drifted toward Fay’s phone resting nearby on the counter and my thoughts immediately returned to Amarok. I still didn’t trust him but curiosity was beginning to creep in despite myself. Before Fay could question me, I reached for her phone. She frowned immediately. “What are you doing?” “Research.” “That sounds dangerous" she said. “It probably is" I replied. I unlocked the phone quickly and typed Amarok’s name into the search engine. Several results appeared immediately. Apparently he was the Alpha of Black Hollow pack who had gone missing for years after losing his pow

I hoped they would be warm enough. "I never figured wolves cared much for the stars." A carefull masculine voice pointed out and I snapped out of my trance to see the blond elf entering the patio the torch light flickering of his shiny hair. "I thought your love was mostly reserved for the moon." he continued reaching my side and peering upwards. "We are bound to the moon in unexplainable ways," I agreed, "but you will find that there are many other things we recognize as worthy of love. And we are the best lovers, afterall."

So how am I supposed to tell who is Sir Danrious and who is Sir Daniel? "The one with a hair split from the right side is the eldest, Danrious. And the one from the left is Daniel." I was shocked that sir Daryl could answer my question on my mind. Can he do telepathy? Then I felt a small hand tugging on my clothes, and as I looked down, I saw the cutest creature on the planet! "He's Darenn, the youngest son, who is only four years old. He's very cheeky, so please keep an eye on him." I nodded and wanted to hug Sir Darenn.

He extended his arms and started making funny noises. My babies rotated from hand to hand, everyone making cooing noises and sweet comments to them. Marcy, Morgan, Paige, Eulisses, Corey, Elliot, Aelfred, Sirena, David, his mate Fatima and their dragonling Faith, Vladimir and Tatiana, Ashia, Wendy, Simon, Eleanore, Everly, Evangeline, and Elphaba, all of them greeting and welcoming our pups. I was a proud dad and a proud husband. Stella POV

Whispers and murmurs broke out among them as they stared at me in confusion, clearly wondering what I was doing. “You said she signed a contract and was just a pet to me so she cannot be my Luna. Well, I clearly just set fire to that contract you were talking about, so if anyone dares to call her a pet again, I would rip out your tongue,” I said as I tossed the burning papers on the floor and stormed out of the room.

The skies tore like silk set ablaze. Vaelith’s true form towered above the battlefield now, no longer cloaked in illusion or shadow. She was cosmic, a being made of collapsed galaxies and forgotten prayers, her hair a veil of void, her voice a gravitational command. And yet, standing beneath her, Liora did not kneel. She burned. Starfire wrapped around her in spiraling rings, not just light, but memory. Each flicker carried the lives of those who had come before her. Serenya. The Moon Priestesses. The lost wolves of the Starcourt. Even the ones her mother had failed.

The woman in black reached me, dropped to one knee, and bowed with deep respect. This was my bonded familiar—the ancient black dragon, Snowshade. Through the years of my seclusion, the Ashveil Order's name beyond these walls had grown fouler and fouler. I'd sensed long ago that something was wrong, so I'd had Snowshade take human form and look into it for me in secret. "Rise," I said evenly. "Show these three elders—so very far above worldly matters—what you turned up." Snowshade stood and drew a thick bundle of record-crystals from her enchanted ring.

Aria asks. "After your birthday cake, we can ditch the party," I say. One thing everyone thought would happen was that Aria would be an elite wolf like his mother, but he is not. Aria is like my siblings. Aria is a regular wolf. He took after Alpha Sebastian. I sometimes think that Luna Alanis still feels that he will come into his powers later in life, like my mother and his mother. I do not want this burden for Aria or our children.