Wings Of Fire Moonwatcher Novels & Stories

"The crescent moon indicates a fighter whose intervention will be crucial. Thank Goddess it is a very rare mark because it is a bad omen. It is a sign that a great war is coming and that it cannot be won without this warrior. He is called the General because he leads the army alongside the King and once the war is over, he remains in command of the army. As soon as I saw your wolf Elliot, I knew you were my General. I didn't expect it to be on your chest though. I thought about coming to see you right away but my Father convinced me to wait. He thought that your mate would have the same mark in the same place. We assumed it was going to be someone from the Blue Moon pack, because of the way

I say, staring at him hard, "My mother's Moonwolf. I'm Vuko Firewolf." "I know," he says, "Luna Mira. My mother was her sister. We were trying to get her out." I'm stunned. That makes him my ... Oh Goddess ... ... my cousin! Suddenly the Witch claps her hands. "Alright, werefolk, the evening has been long and I will have to unwind the enchantment before the City wakes up and starts wondering why there's nothing where there should be a something. Also," she jerks her head toward the kitchen where a man in an apron is staring ahead and making cooking movements in the air. "Cook over there deserves a break."

His golden eyes glowed, brighter than fire. But I didn’t stay behind him I couldn’t. The Red Moon’s power still lived in me. I could feel it under my skin, coiled like a serpent, waiting. I stretched out my hand, and golden fire rippled through the battlefield. Wolves who’d fallen rose again, snarling, their wounds sealing with a shimmer of light. Storm caught my eye across the chaos, his mouth moving in silent awe. “She’s channeling the moon,” he murmured to no one.

Her head throbbed, voices clashing in her mind like clanging steel. Kalen: “With me, you’ll rule. No one will ever hurt you again.” Joel: “With me, you’ll be free. Even if it kills me to keep you safe.” And beneath it all… the Watcher’s voice echoed like distant thunder: “Child of Moon and Shadow… choose wisely. The world will burn for either path.” Then it came. A hand—massive, gnarled, and dripping with ichor—shot out of the fissure, gripping the edge of the marble floor. Claws as long as swords dug deep grooves as an ancient beast began pulling itself into the lair.

As it hits the ground the old building quickly goes up in flames starting from the back of the building trapping Maya. Maya's mother frantically called for her daughter. All Maya could do was scream giving her mother her location. Using her magic Maya's mother worked to dispel the fire. The fire was working its way towards out of control and is just a little too big for one person to handle. Maya's mother is only able to keep the flames off her daughter. After what seemed like hours other members of the coven arrived and with their combined power were able to fully dispel the fire allowing Maya to run to the safety of her mother's arms. She suffered minor burns but was relatively unharmed.

He is everything I need right now and could possibly want. Silas breaks the kiss too quickly and I'm out of breath and reeling- panting himself he looks at me a little sheepish. "Did I just take your breath away little one or was that kiss just me?" Winking like he has waited all day to say and do that he stares at me and smiles. "Look up little one." As he points his index finger towards the sky I see the moon brighten to a point I've never witnessed. A clear sign our union has been accepted by the goddess of the moon. We witches of the wood may not be shifters but we do worship the same goddess and she has always been good to us.

I didn’t want to pull on my wings because I really liked the hoodie I was wearing, and my wings would make mincemeat of it. I caught her eyes and all I could see was anger and hatred boiling in them. I pushed with my aura so hard my hands felt like fire against her arms. She started making a sound that was close to pain and then suddenly Cash pulled us apart. I was now standing behind Cash as he faced the clawing wolf himself. “Stop it, before you get hurt!” Cash growled at her. She immediately stopped and started sobbing as she quickly rubbed the burn marks on her arms that my hands had left behind.

When they were almost to the pack house, I used my Green Flames to control the earth to stop them. A Phoenix is born with a specific fire, The Red Flame is the most common The Orange Flame is for healing The Purple Flame is for turning back and accelerating time for a living being The Pink Flame is for telepathy, empathy, and telekinesis Finally, the Blue Flame, is the most lethal, it is as cold as ice but burns like fire. Each flame could burn, but not at the same intensity depending on which flame it is, each having its specific properties. I was born with what we call the Rainbow Flames, it is a Flame created from each of the Flames, I can use them individually or simultaneously. It was h

That evening, they all sat around a table, eating quietly. All eyes were drawn to Kael who sat across from them. They were hoping he would say something. He extended his arm slowly and touched Selene's wrist. Suddenly a faint silver mark began to shimmer and pulse with an unearthly light. The men moved uncomfortably, on guard as Selene's breath caught in her throat. Kael sighed, his eyes never leaving her wrist. “I knew this day would come,” his voice was firm. The mark on your wrist is the moonfire mark. The moment I touched you, it pulsed with life.”

I said, laughing disdainfully, “I will take revenge on you, tear you to pieces!” Rowan grinned, saying mockingly, “I look forward to your return, your majesty!” As soon as his words fell off his mouth, his arm swiftly and accurately pierced my chest, precisely digging out my heart. Blooms of blood appeared on the bed sheet, like some kind of cruel artwork. “Moon Goddess, please give me a chance to be reborn!” I silently pleaded, just before my heart was harvested. At this moment, the dazzling full moon suddenly emitted a blinding white light.