Twilight Zodiac Signs Novels & Stories

“I don’t think I’m the best person for that.” Her gaze didn’t flinch. “I think you’re exactly the right person.” I didn’t respond. My hands curled tighter around the blanket as she spread color samples between us, deep navy, silver accents, hints of soft ivory. “He’s a Sagittarius,” I said before I could stop myself. She tilted her head, surprised. “Yes… December fifteenth.” I nodded, eyes tracing the navy swatch. “Restless. Impulsive. Bold. Always moving faster than everyone else.”

It has nothing to do with being a specific zodiac sign. "I don't. But I believe there are some general qualities that are typical of each zodiac sign." "Like what? What am I according to your view of the zodiac?" "Like... Okay, so according to the zodiac, Scorpios are divided into two: black and white Scorpios. White Scorpios are said to be kind and genuinely good people. Black Scorpios though are said to be manipulative and arrogant." "So I'm a white Scorpio?" "Oh, no, no. According to your birth date, you're a black Scorpio."

"I'm not a magical beast Freya, I don't have any sort of magic to cast a spell on you. Your pain comes up when you have physical contact with my Alpha's Marble abomination. If you had a physical contact with any one born in May, which was the Zodiac sign of LEO "Lion", the Alpha marble in you will be provoked, and it will hurt you more like hell. Wolves and Lions were eternal enemies, this affects the Alpha's Marble in your belly", he explained. "As from now on, it's highly dangerous for you to have physical contact with people randomly", he added. "Do you really mean I'll be going round asking people for their birth month before we have a handshake or any sorts of physical contact?", I ask

The wind felt refreshing across Twilight's snow-white fur as she ran along the pack's board line, occasionally stopping to walk instead. “You know, you are allowed to celebrate your birthday, right?” She heard Tis say. Tis was her sweet, lovable wolf but like any rose, she had her thorns. This was one of the things that made Tis and Twilight so similar. “Where are you going this?” Twilight asked. “I’m just saying that birthdays are super important and special, you know, because they mean you're a whole year closer to finding your mate. Just thinking about it makes me wanna jump around and annoy you to no end.”

He explained, “It would make this existence much more bearable.” “Well, did you have anything you wanted to talk about to get your mind off it?” I asked, trying to get him to spend some time with me. Liam nodded in response. “In fact, I do have something I would like to inquire about Ms. Aka.” Liam started, turning towards me, “Would you happen to know about the zodiac signs?” “Oh uh...I don’t think so, no.” I responded, curious as to where he was going with this. “I see. They are signs that describe different people based on their dates of birth, times, and days.” Liam explained, “I was wondering if you could share your date of birth with me so I can get a general idea of your sign.”

That happened three months ago on Zak’s 21st birthday. At 21, we werewolves are able to find our mate. Our life partner. The other half of our soul, specifically created for us by the Moon Goddess to walk with us through whatever trials life puts us through. This is when wolves come into their full strength as a were. Though we have our first shift at 16, those intervening years are used to help us learn to control our wolves, learn how the moon’s cycles affect our bodies, hone our abilities, and build strength within our pack. On the dawn of our 21st birthday, the Moon Goddess bestows on us an ability. Nothing magical or mystical, but an ability that we specifically will need to help us th

The past nineteen years of being a member of the one of the mightiest pack in the region. Not just a member... but being part of the inner circle. Or being near it. Canine Pack has been home for as long as I can remember. Alpha Hugo or Hitler as some members nicknamed him. Yeah... I can bear witness that he deserved the name. He's my dad but sometimes I think he's the brother of the devil if not the devil himself. Blood... the very sight of it especially if it's from his enemy. It gives him peace of mind. I pity those who have traverse his lanes and have to face his wrath.

She had to be early at work as she did not want to get in on a bad start with George. As she got to work she realized she was early and had a few minutes before the start of work. She had been procrastinating checking for a few more schools online. Sandra was afraid of the commitments ahead and it worried her as she was not sure how she would be able to manage her school and work life together. She browsed through some school's profiles and gathered a few more pieces of information just before she signed in for work.

she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. I nodded, a smile tugging at my lips. “They’re ours, Nova. Finally, ours.” Then, as she gazed down at the boys, something caught her attention. Her smile faded for a moment as she gently moved aside one of the blankets, revealing the zodiac signs on their backs. Her eyes widened, and she looked up at me in awe. “These markings,” she said softly, tracing one of the symbols with her fingers. “They carry so much power. It’s a sign—a gift from the Moon Goddess herself.”

“The time has come to reveal what the stars have whispered for moons.” I swallowed hard, feeling the twins stir. She reached into her satchel and withdrew an ancient talisman — a pendant carved with intertwined wolves encircling a full moon. The air around it shimmered faintly, as if alive. “The twins,” she said, her gaze piercing mine, “are not mere heirs to your power.” I braced myself. “They carry within them the blood of two alphas.” A shock surged through me. I clenched my fists, the firelight casting trembling shadows on my face. “Both,” she repeated. “Damien and Zephyr.”