Witch Phobos Novels & Stories

said Eirian with a yawn. “Already?!” Dorin asked, surprised. “Well, at least you finally got your phasma core.” “A phasma core?” Dorin asked again. “A thunder god’s phasma core,” Pan Phineas explained. “Since our element has such destructive power, it has been a Heilig tradition to keep our phasma in a cradle or core where it can sleep until we need its power.”

I asked. “I have spoken to Matthew of the Dark Star pact,” my father said. “As you know, recently he lost his Luna.” “I had heard that, yes,” I said, confused by why he would mentioned Matthew of all people to me. Dark Stars and Silver Moons weren’t the exactly enemies, but they weren’t besties either. And Matthew, well, let’s just say he wasn’t known for being a good man. “Very sad,” I said as I took a fork full of tender ribs and took a bite.

"No, I deserve this for this is the moon's retribution for what I had done to you." "Know this he holds half your soul, I know of the sadness I lived through it for several years I do not wish it on any female to go through," I tell her feebly seeking to ease her guilt. I know the reasons for her past actions, I do not agree with but I do not condemn them either for I understand. "Phobos is not like Deimos, Lumina. You cannot reason with him, he possesses no emotions his wolf is always at bay. And me being younger and inexperienced in several ways wills me with a feeling of insecurity that leaves me breathless."

She exclaimed with excitement as I gave her a toothy grin. Gesturing toward the individuals on the ground I shook my head and told her that I didn't want anyone worshipping me. “The Moon Goddess is our deity,” I asserted firmly and the woman smiled widely before clapping her hands and telling everyone to back off. Wisdom then quickly poked my skin with a pin and tasted my blood while I said, “Ouch.” I eyed her incredulously when she glanced back at me with a confused scowl. “You have Phoenix blood and yet are also the Sacred Shewolf. This is very confusing since you are both unique creatures combined into one,” she said breathlessly before she lowered herself in front of me.

They seemed to shudder like it was taking its first breath before swirling like mist. The she-wolf thought she was hallucinating. She had taken quite a whack to the head, but her eyes couldn’t leave the sight of the darkness swirling and creeping out from the crevices of the wooden structure. Even her terror couldn’t bring her to look away. As they reached the top step, the black mass curled in on itself, manipulating itself into a shape that grew and began to gain definition. But the air suddenly thickened as if something was sucking the oxygen from it and Chloe felt her stomach turn violently. She snapped her eyes shut, blocking out the world around her.

Veronica nods, but I can tell she’s terrified. I sigh as I watch the three of them work together, packing things for the trip. I am not sure what Blue sprite waterfall will be like, but I hope it’s as beautiful as Kane and Finn Remember. There may be some answers there for me and I hope that Veronica can listen and start to not hate me as she has all our lives as she learns the truth of what a white wolf is. “Alright, lets go,” Kane says and I sigh, walking out of the bathroom, staring at the Moon Goddess picture once more.

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

Moon Fang’s numbers had always been few and Adelaide had only left behind fifteen members before taking the others with her to train the new wolves. Fifteen was now reduced to seven if the wounded lived. The bodies of the vampires left behind were piled in a fire that rose high into the night sky. The shadows of flames licked across her face as the wolves gathered around her and she turned to look out at the darkened forest before them. She reached out into the dark expanse of her mind and sparked the long-dampened fire of a power long forced down. The change in power sent the hairs on her arms to attention and her hair to flutter in a false wind as her hand sliced through the air towards th

Its ears had stood up straight, searching for the source of the sound, slowly breathing through its muzzle as its eyes searched round in the darkness and the woods for the one who made such sound It still had a Mark on its claws. The other had shifted back to his human form, and his pain had increased with his shifting process. He was weak beyond imagination. The Phantom was a powerful beast that night, and his strength had failed him when it came to fighting such a monstrosity. It searched until its eyes had caught the sight of something hidden within the trees. It intentionally reduced his breath, breathing slowly while it strained its eyes deeply into viewing what it had suspected to be t

"The Phoenix Lords aren't trying to create weapons. They're trying to create vessels. Empty bodies for the original phoenixes to possess. That's what the hybrids are for — to be hollowed out and filled with ancient spirits." "That's impossible—" "Marcus Phoenix has already done it twice. The Shadow Walkers aren't allies. They're failed experiments. Phoenix spirits that possessed wolf bodies but went mad in the process." Behind us, Thanatos laughed, and it sounded like approval. "Finally," he said. "Someone figured it out." "You knew?" I spun on him. "I am the First Wolf," he said simply. "I know everything that touches shadow. Including the fact that Marcus Phoenix is no longer Marcus Phoeni