Tales Asteria Novels & Stories

“I just don’t like strangers touching what’s mine.” The word mine lands between us like a thrown stone. My breath catches. I look at him sharply, but he is staring at the oil-slick patterns on my skin, not at my face. Mara finishes the last symbol—a crescent that curves from one hip bone to the other—and steps back. “Now the blade,” she says. One of the acolytes approaches with a small dagger, its blade etched with the same violet glow as my blood earlier. Kael stands immediately, putting himself between me and the boy.

“That creep would love nothing more than to sniff my hair and call it 'magical alignment.' Hell. No.” “I’ll fucking poison him,” Thistle chirped from my shoulder, her wings fluttering with rage. “I’ll make it look like a botanical accident.” Kalyx leaned over with a devilish grin. “Or we could slip something in his tea. Turn him into a frog. Just sayin’.” “I don’t even want to accidentally touch that man’s aura,” Aster muttered, shuddering. “It’s… crusty.” Kyren winced. “Don’t say crusty.”

“You’re not supposed to be coughing up black goo.” Peggy watched the black drip from her aunt’s nose, her heart thudding in her chest. The black goo didn’t look like blood or mucus, and it had a strong smell… A smell of… “Turpentine,” Peggy whispered. “It’s ok, I’m not a rogue yet,” Astrea said, taking deep breaths. “I looked too closely at something. I was looking into the stars with the help of a friend and… It tried to separate me from the moon goddess.”

Silver Wolf: The Beginning of a New Era . Then, in the middle of the night, as the torrential rain continued to fall, a bolt of lightning struck the ground, creating a thunderous clap of thunder. Furthermore, young Asteria couldn't seem to take her hands off the small notebook she was clutching in her hands. She swung her arms over the blanket that had been placed next to her and wrapped her arms around her shoulders. She immediately wrapped herself in a blanket and plopped down on her luxuriously comfortable bed. ~~~

Astraea, with her captivating gray eyes and infectious grin, was my guiding light in the darkness of this fiery abyss. My star. I made the agonizing decision to entrust her to Ailana's care, not out of trust or fear, but because I knew deep down that Ailana would never bring harm to her. Despite our tumultuous history, I had faith that Ailana's protection would extend to Astraea. Astraea was more than just a princess; she was a descendant of one of the first wolves created by Ailana, a member of a revered royal bloodline. This ancient connection ensured her safety in Ailana's palace, shielding her from any potential harm.

I fell down to the ground, tripping on my own feet when Asteria suddenly appeared right in front of me, and she was… she was talking to me? She held her hand out and hesitantly, I took it and she helped me up. “I’m sorry about this. You must be very confused.” She spoke, but her voice wasn’t normal. It wasn’t bad, but it was like an echo all around me. Almost as if she was an ethereal being. “Let me introduce myself to you again. I am Asteria, and I am one of the Moon Goddess’ stars.” My jaw dropped to the floor. What the actual heck?

Taryk said, interrupting the other man. Xander smiled at Kord. Turned back to Taryk. "Yeah, she said something about wanting to get enough followers and harness Earth's something or other. She got yanked away before any other plans could be shared." "Oh shit," Kord said, his eyes wide. "Is this Asta a goddess?" We all nodded. "She was the one wearing the weird human suit that almost killed Kiema in the street after the showdown with Ferria," Atlas said. "Anda, her twin sister, sent her to the Spirit Realm to be tortured. At least that was my understanding," Lukas said.

/ [If you stood in the middle of your courtyard, I can see slightly beyond it. Luna recalled the look of her small courtyard. /That's not very wide./ [That's not my fault. The range will expand when your astral energy strengthens…] It sounded a little huffy to her now. /Astral energy? What's that?/ [Astral energy is also known as spiritual energy in this world. The terms are interchangeable.] /So I can strengthen it in the same way people in this world strengthen their spiritual energy?/ [Yes.] /I'll work on it then. Is there anything else you can do?/

The paragraph read: We note that the current holder of the Sterling Pack debt portfolio is identified in the formal notice of default as Ariadne Voss, formerly of the Northern Hollow Voss noble line. The Sterling Pack requests clarification regarding whether this individual is the same Ariadne Voss who was previously engaged to Alpha Caelum Sterling and whose engagement was terminated in the spring of 2024. I read the paragraph once. Then again. I lowered the document onto my desk. The townhouse office was quiet. Late afternoon sunlight stretched across the polished floorboards, and the faint scent of paper, oak, and old red wine lingered in the room.

“The Moon Cages weren’t built by Vales. They were built by the first covenants—ashbound covenants—after an ashbound girl ended a war by burning the wrong king.” My skin went cold. “That’s a story.” Vesper smiled. “No, Aria. That’s a warning with a date.” She lifted her hand and touched the air near my wrist. She didn’t touch me, but the mark flared anyway, responding. I winced. “Hybrid,” Vesper said softly, as if tasting the word. “Wolf and ashbound. Not Luna. Not Lycan royalty. Something older.” Kieran’s voice went rough. “She’s my mate.”