Zodiac Academy Book 7 Novels & Stories

Soul Sight: a rare hereditary ability, manifesting in early childhood in those with a predisposition toward soulbound recognition, enabling the perception of— The text had been damaged after that. Water-warped. I had spent two weeks trying to find another copy and failed. But I didn't need the text to understand what I'd seen. Golden threads running from my chest to his. Longing in the space between them, vast and old and inexplicable. The knowledge arriving not as a thought but as a fact: he is mine.

And as I ventured further into the shadows, I realized that I had no choice but to embrace the unknown and confront the destiny that awaited me. "Are you ready for this?" Zea's voice broke the silence, her eyes boring into mine. I swallowed hard, the weight of her question sinking deep within me. "I'm as ready as I'll ever be," I replied, my voice tinged with a mixture of determination and uncertainty. She nodded, a glimmer of admiration flickering in her gaze. "Remember, Enni, our survival depends on this secret. Trust no one, and stay one step ahead at all times."

her father whispered, stepping closer. “It is,” her mother said, her voice trembling with awe. “She’s been blessed. By Nyx and the Moon Goddess.” Zoe frowned, confusion knitting her brow. “What does it mean?” “It means you’re destined for something far greater than any of us,” her mother said, her voice heavy with emotion. “But we’ll explain more later. For now, you need to rest. You leave for Nighthaven Academy tomorrow.” As the celebration resumed, Zoe’s thoughts swirled with the revelations. She found a moment of quiet near the edge of the garden, watching the lanterns sway in the breeze. Her mother’s words, the mark on her forehead, the connection with her wolf - it was all too much.

Maelik said. “I know.” “That alone is enough to make half the Dominion think the academy is on fire.” “It nearly was.” Maelik’s gaze slid toward him. “I heard.” Of course, he had. Nothing truly stayed contained at Blood Oath Academy, least of all a summoning gone wrong in the central ritual chamber. Theron kept his eyes on the grounds below. “Then you know I had other priorities.” Maelik was silent for a moment. Then, “The girl.” not a question. Theron’s jaw tightened. “Her name is Virelle.”

and I can’t help but chortle. Zac nods at me and motions for the pack to quiet down. I stand up beside him, in what feels like an out-of-body experience “I, Zac Ellis, Alpha of the Clear Creek pack accept Isla Miller as my mate and Luna.” “I, Isla Miller of the Clear Creek pack, accept you, Zac Ellis, Alpha of the Clear Creek pack as my mate and Alpha.” With the words, I feel our bond strengthening even more. The tether he has to my heart and soul is swelling with acceptance and unconditional love.

“I was promised a body of my own. No one came through, and I’m sick of waiting. I figured killing Luther’s mate would be the fastest way to gain control of his body.” I shrug as though it’s nothing; I wouldn’t want these people to know that I have a weakness. Right now, the only weakness I have is Luther. “Luther’s mate?” I don’t answer Mum; she’ll figure it out on her own. Oh, what fun it is to see the shock of realisation on her face. The little Omega slave is the Prince of Zidiah’s mate! The Moon Goddess has the best sense of humour. Though she’s a fucking bitch for making me wait for what she owes me.

**This is the seventh book in the Guardian's Next Generation series (eleven in the overall Guardian series). References will be made to events that occurred in the other books without specific detail provided here.* As I walk on the sidewalks in the human city where I have an apartment, I think about the last week. It’s been a whirlwind of birthdays, my twin sisters both turned eighteen and then less than a week later, they both had their Luna ceremonies one night apart. They’re mated to the two Alphas that are in an alliance with my oldest brother, Rich.

“They knew what they were doing. But maybe-maybe, they used potions. Would they risk the easiness of runes? If I had them all, they-they would be so easy. But potions… they are all around but so, so, hard to manufacture…” I shifted my focus to the unsteady stack of books on the table and saw one on top with a red decorative cover that was so hard to comprehend but the image of red horns, which were in a deeper color, was easy to decipher. The title said; WOUND (Wolves Understanding of Demons) I was so shocked by that last word that I whispered out, “Demons?” The Zeta froze and I cursed, hiding myself behind the bookcase again. Escaping would be impossible because he’d see me running out of t

"You have about three seconds to remember who you're talking to." "I remember fine," Eli said. “Voss brothers. Spoilt children. Alpha heirs. Oh please!” That was when Zade moved. Fangs baring. Claws out. Furs already sprouting. I just had to step in using the mate bond "Stop!" I shoved myself between them so fast my legs wobbled and I nearly fell. My hand landed flat on Zade's chest and I felt the muscle locked tight underneath it, his wolf right at the surface, amber bleeding into his eyes.

Monday morning didn’t feel like a fresh start; it felt like a collision. After a weekend that involved discovering she was a Hybrid Luna, incinerating Coven spies with violet fire, and being claimed by an Alpha heir, sitting in a lecture hall for "Intro to Sociology" seemed aggressively boring.