Wings Of Fire Moonwatcher Novels & Stories

Shrill, loud and filled with power and authority that just made you want to submit. A massive shape unfurled within the light. Wings. Burning. Feathered with flame. Eyes like molten suns, no, Gold, molten gold would work better. A Phoenix. It emerged from that fire and it was watching me.

The unity fire burned high, its light painting every face in gold. Songs curled upward into the night like smoke, and stories—some whispered, some roared—wove between the flames. For a brief, golden stretch of hours, Moonrise belonged wholly to hope. Children laughed, old rivals shared food, and even the Watchers stood without the shadow of urgency at their shoulders. Aria stayed close to Xander, their daughter darting in and out of the torchlight, the silver of her runes flashing whenever she spun.

When she turns her face from the flames, wincing at the heated bite, I drag her a foot away, and make the fire bigger. I’m not sure how long this goes on. The watch on her wrist is busted, the glass shattered and the face within burnt to a crisp. The clouds hanging low above us promise rain, but the wind moves them across the sky before they dump water over the fire, and the sky opens to stars that… that I know. That I remember.

They were strong — born of Phoenix and Wolf — but they were babies, facing something that had devoured empires before the first crown was ever forged. Two more shadows lunged past their defenses, reaching for the children. “BACK!” I roared — and stepped between them, the floor trembling beneath my feet. I reached not for steel, but for the fire my mother left me — the purified solar flame, fused now with the crimson fire of the Royal Moon. A pillar of blinding light exploded from my hands and from the mark upon my throat — a golden tidal wave that swept the room from wall to wall. The cold vanished instantly; the specters shrieked and burned away to nothing, leaving only sterile ash.

Behind him, his assistant - hollow-eye with a twisted grin - leaned closer, whispering, "It has begun, my Lord." Haspan spread his hands. Flames climbed up his arms, forming the first outline of his monstrous wings. Bones cracked. His back split open. The fire took shape. "Finally," he growled in laughter. "The Blue Moon has answered me." His assistant threw the head of a wolf and a bowl of blood in the fire and Haspan's cry rang out into the night. He turned to the window, the glow from his wings lighting the dark chamber. "Now," he said softly, "let us see.""

Now. Calling the moonfire was like opening my chest to the sky. I raised my hands, and the heavens responded. Silver flames burst from my skin, circling me in a radiant storm. My feet lifted from the earth. My hair turned white. My voice, when I spoke, was not just mine. “I am Wolfsong, daughter of the Blood Moon. I am the heir of Inadu, the breaker of the veil. And I banish you!” The witches screamed as the light struck them. One by one, they burst into ash, their bodies unable to withstand pure moonfire. But Ama—

Jay often came to the Palace at least a week early to prepare himself that he would have to die again and again to keep the Moon Goddess from self-destructed by her power. But Jay never came across anyone with red wings. Not even the books mentioned such celestial being existed. That frustrated him the most. Even if he asked Stefano, he doubted the Daemon High Lord knew anything. Jay groaned to the point he almost pulled his hair. He felt too frustrated, and it was bottling up too quickly. He had to find out about the red-winged celestial being before the pack decided to go to the Arctic Temple for another battle. A celestial being never saved anyone without a price. Jay feared the red-winge

I started hearing my favorite music while staring at the sky full of stars and moon. Every night in my dreams…I see you…I feel you… This song is playing currently. This is one of my favorite songs. Suddenly I felt some weird sensation passing within me. Again, I started getting pain in my chest area. This time I’m damn sure, it isn’t gastric problem. Why? Why is this happening to me? I started crying due to pain. Suddenly a thought came across my mind. I stared at sky and started questioning The Universe. Is this because of my destined partner?

He questioned, seeing the nervousness in my eyes and my mouth almost tasting metallic. "Yes, I think I am." I let it out without fear, I'm the Moonglow, reincarnation of the moon goddess at least that was the mantra I chanted to myself as assurance now and then. The car eased into the driveway and there were many more wolves than the last time beta wolves, omega wolves and Gamma wolves. Just as my eyes were doing the physical calculation. One of the betas walked towards us. His face was scarred and his build was visible from the jersey shirt he worked on. His platinum blond hair was nearly brushed in Jerry curls.

couldn't make it right." He looked like he wanted to cry. "Adam. He is my true mate. You know what that means. We were meant to be together. We can't control the pull." Adam snarled and the vampires looked pleased at his anger. "You made your choice and what did it get you? Rejected. He turned his back on you like he did me. He left you to fix everything yourself." With that Adam seemed to have had enough, and he started forward again, and so did the vampires. At the edge of Amaris' vision she caught a faint movement. Suddenly the clearing errupted into chaos. Wolves came out of the forest on everyside. They out numbered the vampires three to one. They were going down fast.