Summer Solstice Memes Novels & Stories

By early morning, I was driving the hornet down the familiar gravel driveway to my old house. The cows were already milked and travelled in a herd as they headed out to a green place to graze in the summer sun. The days would get shorter soon, almost unnoticeable until fall. It would happen just after solstice, my birthday. That was only a few days away. The memory of the darkness taking Mila made me shudder again. I stole a glance at her. She was still humming merrily as she looked out the window.

the devil reveals. “Solstice?” I repeat, surprised. I didn't realize he actually had a date fixed for whatever he was going to do. I did the math in my head. “That's sixteen days from now.” The solstice is one of the most important holidays in the supernatural community. It was our Christmas, but it was more significant. It was the end and the beginning of a new time period. It was the day that the Goddess was the most in tune with her children. Or so the legends say.

Elder Chloe gives a short smile before noting something on her tablet, and she is the one to ask the second question. "Okay. The second question is: Describe for us the celebration of the Solstice Festival of the Mooncrest pack and explain the significance of the rituals practiced during this festivity," Chloe's voice is more restrained, and husky as she asks me. I remember this festival, and a nostalgic smile appears on my lips. Mom took me many times to the festival when I was little. I loved the smell of fried foods at the stalls, along with the music that played. "The Solstice Festival of the Mooncrest kingdom is a celebration dedicated to the sun goddess, for the spring and summer harve

My father told me that for 3 months, she walked around rubbing her belly and calling him Colleen. Meg wiped the tears away that were streaming down her face after totally belly laughing at his reaction. "OK Goofs, business now" I said, sitting down at my desk and opening up my laptop. "Yes Alpha" they both said. I growled, making them chuckle. "Right, Summer Solstice in 6 days, How are we going with the invites?" I asked, looking between both Meg and Colin.

Sol laughed at her. “Mayari also said that the son of the sun will rise in the rubble. I think we made the right conclusion to look for him in a country stricken with war. You know, wars have the worst aftermath.” Sol added. Silence filled the room. Both of them are looking for words to say, both guessing what the other might be thinking. “It’s so cool we have the same birthday, you know.” Luna said, smiling. “Yeah. If I was only born at night, maybe I was the one you are looking for.” Sol joked. Although Luna liked the idea.

She pulled me into a gentle hug, and I buried my face in her chest, inhaling her scent of roses and fresh air. “Tell me about the solstice thing,” I whispered hoarsely, my throat closing up with the emotions of the last hour. “I need a distraction from this right now,” I added. “The solstice is our new year. We celebrate life and love and new beginnings. Once a Fae turns 19, they can find their true mate between sunset and midnight on the solstice, provided they are both of age and near each other during that time.” “But why didn’t anyone tell me this?” I snapped, moving my head back to look at her and around at everyone else.

I warned him. “I’m not, my King,” he denied, utterly calm. “However, as your second-in-command, it is my duty to advise you to the best of my ability.” I wanted to curse at my smart-ass Beta. Yet deep down, I knew he was right. “As you know, the Summer Solstice celebration is just in a month,” Dylan reminded me. I refused the urge to groan. The Summer Solstice celebration was a huge event held at Phantom Pack. Alphas and Lunas from the entire country came yearly to discuss politics. But more than that, it was a show of power.

But they make sure to return every year for the celebration of the Summer solstice. Legend has it that because the summer solstice is the longest day and shortest night of the year, it is the time when evil spirits and demons are overly aggressive to attack. That is why werewolves gathered around the fire pit that night to chant away negative energies. We collect different herbs and flowers to create a protective circle around the bonfire. Some even wear necklaces made of mixed herbs and flowers. We werewolves have evolved, and many of us no longer believe in superstitious beliefs, but there’s no harm in preparing.

Syvlie thought about it and replied, "Vapor moves, so it doesn't mean a fixed spot throughout the year. The other details would be the date or time… But I'm sure it's this month. In fact, the autumn solstice festival is frequently associated with moon gazing, after all!" Frank nodded. "That means you're more than formidable compared to Jeeves' ancestors, Ms. Wal."

All because of me. It was hard to accept that sometimes. Emma had told me earlier that the Winter Solstice Festival happened every year on the last full moon of the season. It was a way to honor the Moon Goddess and ask for her blessing. More than that, it was a time when the whole pack came together—dancing, singing, feasting, thanking the divine for another year. And apparently, this year? It was all a little more extravagant. Because of me.