Vespera Novels & Stories

Matteo POV. I’m laying in bed going over the events of recent days. We had not long returned from Sicily with Andros. The girls went with Lola and Cassian back to my compound and I headed with Andros to Bristol-Romano International HQ. That was when it happened. The moment tesoro mio remembered her brother. Then she collapsed and had a seizure. Not long after that, her assistants arrived to find her and Andros was instructed to let Cass or Anastasia or whatever you want to call her rest.

“You misunderstand me. We already have, the convoy you chased wasn't random. Someone wanted you to come to the Red Mother. Although she made brilliant mistakes, she was also useful. We wanted similar things and then corporated.“ She shrugged, her hands folded on her chest. “While we gave her the necessary equipment for her research, she supplied us with blood to study werewolves more.“ “You fucking humans!“ Selene yelled and Caius held her back. “This fight is not with me,” Vesper said. “But I will be frank. The project continues. New leaders, more efficiency.“ Selene said in a cold tone. “Who are you?” Vesper's voice softened, “I am the Board’s decision. Call me Vesper Kade. Welcome to the

A single word, flickering through every console, every satellite, every piece of Mira’s forgotten design: > ASTRA.ROOT

Nathaniel’s body lay still, the pendant shattered at his side, its dark power extinguished. The figure lowered their hood, revealing a woman with eyes like twin constellations, her face ageless yet marked by centuries of wisdom. “I am Lysara, Keeper of the Lunar Veil,” she said, her voice resonating through the bond, calming Alina within Autumn. “I am the last of the Callisto elders, hidden beyond the packs’ reach when the Order rose. Your blood, Autumn, and your brother’s, awakened me.”

"Right. This is Vespera's first visit to City F, after all." In the back, Vespera nodded in agreement. She looked calm, her voice light and musical as she spoke. "Anne might have misunderstood. This is really my first time in City F; it's like a dream for me! Now I get why everyone wants to come here. It’s so vibrant." Vespera leaned towards the window, a big, bright smile lighting up her face as she admired the towering skyscrapers. "We’ll head straight to your hotel room now," Anne said, turning slightly to look back at her. "We need to get you ready for the event tonight. It’s important that yo

Slowly, deliberately, Vespera began to move her hand through the air, drawing a perfect circle. As her fingers traced the path, a blinding, brilliant arc of violet and crimson fire tore through the arctic mist. It wasn't a pathetic spark this time; it was a roaring, volatile tear in reality, humming with a terrifying, resonant power. The sheer heat radiating from the circular portal melted the snow at her feet instantly.

​The air in the Lunar Sanctum was growing thin, the oxygen-scrubbers whining as Vesper’s Origin-Armor began to bleed the room’s energy. Leo Vane stood paralyzed between the Lunar Anchor and the energy-wall that held his siblings captive. His iridescent amber arm was sparking, the frequency of the moon’s "Kill-Switch" already beginning to vibrate in his marrow.

Damon’s POV There was anticipation in the air when we reached the formal courtyard. The Forgotten delegation stood in a loose circle, twelve figures wrapped in dark cloaks, their faces hidden except for glowing eyes in various shades of silver and black. Thorne stood with them, looking quite uncomfortable. As if that wasn't where he wanted to to. Their leader, a tall woman named Vespera with long silver hair and eyes like polished obsidian, stepped forward. “Alpha Blackthorn and Luna Vale,” she said, probably the voice she was used to talking to people below her because it seemed to carry a lot of weight. “We have watched from the shadows for centuries. The Sp

The valley's bedrock had recognized my call. From the wreckage of the council dais, a pale, bloody hand clawed its way out from beneath the shattered oak. Vespera dragged herself up, her pristine white mink cloak ruined, her milky eyes wide with a frantic, unhinged madness as she realized the grand amphitheater was completely surrounded by the wild packs. "You think you've won, kitchen stray?" Vespera coughed, dark blood pooling at her feet as she held up a tiny, obsidian key etched with a single, glowing crimson rune. "If the Sovereigns cannot have the valley... no one will."

"The Vespers are malnourished, their copper robes are riddled with static-burns, and their tuning-fork helmets are fused to their skulls. Sarah is overwhelmed. We’re out of standard antibiotics." ​"Use the gold-sap," I said, my silver hands tracing the blueprints of the lower cisterns. "Dilute it with the reclaimed lunar minerals. It won’t just fight infection; it will help their bodies harmonize with the mountain’s resonance. If they stay out of sync, the gravity-weight will crush their lungs." ​I walked down to the docking bay where the Vesper refugees were disembarking. They moved with a strange, rhythmic gait, their bodies conditioned to the constant ringing of their bells. Harl was alre