Vespera Novels & Stories

I have never had anything like this before soon my plate was empty because I was so impatient to consume it all. After my amazing dinner. I decided to go and get some fresh air. "Dad I'll be outside for a while" I informed my dad and left with a juice in my hand. It was dark but the brightness of the moon shined making the garden even more captivating. I sighed and walked around enjoying the fresh air and the moon but suddenly something hit me. 'The note' I remembered... I remembered how someone had written soulmates aren't found but made... those words came flashing in my eyes making me feel the depths of them. I was still thinking how could a person explain it so clearly.. when I saw her..

Seconds later, the sound of large wings disturbing the air drew Nya’s eyes skyward. He appeared over the moon first, as he always seemed to do, pausing there, silhouetted by the silver light, his red and black scales glimmering. Looking up at him, it was hard to think of him as anything other than a magnificent winged creature, a legendary, mythological being of mass proportion. Nya’s mouth dropped open as she gazed up at him, her awe temporarily disturbing her mission.

JASMINE We lay together on our backs, staring at the stars up above. “Do you know anything about constellations?” he asked. “Nope,” I replied. “Well, let me educate you.” He smirked. “See those stars over there? The ones that are all clustered?” He pointed toward the sky. “I think so,” I replied, thinking that his description was not specific enough to know which stars he was talking about. “Well, that’s Princess Wolf Enim-saj.”

Nueva could feel the cold breeze from the mist as it retracted into the Moonstone, leaving the faint scent of melted snow. "What is that thing?" her eyes were uneasy as they searched Perla's calm gaze for an answer. "That is an Ice Wisp and an old key to enter other realms. Ego Sum Clavis means just that I Am The Key," Perla explained with a crooked smile. Nueva started to understand why this necklace had been so important to her family. And why they had been adamant for her to have it. The thought that her grandma and father had given her such a special gift made her face scrunch, and her heart muscle tugged painfully.

The Black Hawk looked at Andrius. Andrius nodded and said, “Let’s begin.” With Andrius’ nod, Wade, Norvin, and the others all went to a throne, quietly waiting for the mechanisms to trigger. “This is Merak, also known as Beta Ursae Majoris. When the mechanism activates, it should come from this direction, so be careful. “This is Phecda. “This is Megrez. “This is Alioth. The Black Hawk introduced the stars one by one and explained some possible situations to everyone. After explaining, he nodded to Andrius.

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I try to take care of her at work and outside work, her husband does everything he can to keep her out of trouble. Norah pouts, and I pull her out of the kitchen until we're in a safe, quiet zone. She shows me a small vile wrapped in a silky napkin, watching with wide eyes to see my reaction. "What the hell is that?" I have to ask. She grins. "It's another poison to add to my collection. I finally got the belladonna extract," she explains. "Are you crazy?" I whisper-shout, looking around. "This is a restaurant! You have to stop bringing them here!"

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

“We head south. There’s a town along the fractured line. Small. Forgotten. But I saw it burning in one of the possible futures.” “What’s it called?” I asked. She looked at me. Her eyes were still gold at the edges. “Veyra.” The name landed like a dropped coin. Theron groaned again. “Of course. Why not start with the cursed place that eats cartographers and spits out their bones?” “No one’s asking you to come,” Arielle said lightly. “Oh, I’m coming. Someone has to keep you from merging your soul with a volcano again.” She smirked. “That was one time.”

~CAMILLE~ My breath hitched as I stared at the shape in front of me, eyes wide and jaw dropped. The woman smiled faintly. “Moonbound… do not be afraid.” Her voice was like wind chimes in a dream—soft, melodic, and carrying both grief and reverence. My knees nearly gave way. “You… who are you?” I stuttered out, sweat covering my palms and forehead. The being tilted her head. “Once, I healed the wounded and calmed the dying. I am Vestra, Whisper of the Mists.”