Zodiac Signs Stories Novels & Stories

Zelda listened attentively, eager to absorb the essence of their stories and understand the intricate dynamics within the pack. Sasha's pack was a vibrant tapestry of personalities, each bringing unique strengths and talents to the table. There were the seasoned warriors, their eyes gleaming with stories of valor and triumph. The healers, with their gentle touch and profound knowledge of herbal remedies, embodied a sense of compassion and care. The elders, wise and revered, offered guidance and shared the wisdom accumulated through generations.

He knew that the others were always being unfair to her, of course he never allowed anything extreme to happen to her, at least during classes. Atarah stood up slowly, there was nothing beautiful about that question anyway. Anyone of these numb skulls could easily read a book or something to get the answer. "The twelve months of a year ranging from January to December all have different affinities when the moon shines out, for example those born on the month of May are regarded as fire wolves or maybe august as lightning wolves......." That was enough, Atarah could proudly sit down and take a rest, avoid being in the spotlight but a foolish grin formed on her face and she continued.

Ciel asked reading my mind. “I’m not sure. When we met she told me a story about the gods of old that involved two brothers. It was the story of how werewolves and vampires were created. I remember that part, but the retribution and all that other stuff I’m not sure. What does that story have to do with this?” I mused aloud. Me and Ciel just stared at each other as the list of questions without answers continued to grow. * * * * *

Dean said a young fellow slightly shorter than Zeeb but of the buffed physique. "As if I have a choice? Chief will whoop my ass if I don't." Zeeb retorted. "I don't know dude, I just find their stories entertaining but unreal, you know what I'm saying?" Dean said. "Yeah, all that wolf stuff and all. Haven't seen one but if you ever tell that to anyone except me we'll be both in trouble" Zeeb said smiling and laughing remembering the stories of their ancestors turning into wolves to protect their tribe.

With his back to the boys, he sighed and asked, “Do you remember the bedtime story I used to tell you about a man who belonged to the Wolf Clan?” “That unbelievable story about a Legacy with the power of a Moon Wolf?” Jack wondered what a story for kids had to do with the current situation. Not only were Moon Wolves extinct, the story itself was so unbelievable that Jack and his brother had long regarded it as their father’s most creative story yet. “What story?” Davies asked. This was the first time he was hearing something like this, and he was interested in more than a brief overview.

Patrick explained. "How do you know all this stuff?" I asked. "We have a library with books about all the supernatural beings. All packs do. As do all covens. Plus, I told you. I used to know a witch" Colton explained. "But you said that your birthday is in December, right?" He went on to ask and I nodded. "A witches affinity usually correlates with their zodiac sign. You're a Sagittarius?" He asked and I nodded again. "So you should have an affinity for fire not earth." he finished.

A hawk and a bunny; that sounds like a bad joke. "Thank you. Is there any news from Lindy?" I can't take my eyes off Shane. I like that name. Please don't leave me, Shane. I need you. I need to feel something other than the fear of being alone. "She and Dayan are almost here. She said he's her mate, and he's a lion. I guess they ran into some trouble at the storage unit. Lindy said she'll explain when she gets here." Wow, four of us are mated to misfits. I wonder if there are any more mates here. I hear the sound of approaching bikes and sigh in relief. Lindy and I graduated from nursing school together, so we're pretty close. I can't wait to tell her I met my mate too.

I groaned when water splashed on my body. We are at the house of my best friend, Linda, celebrating her birthday. Unlike any other people who celebrate their birthdays together with many of their colleagues, Linda wanted to do it with only me and her parents Lisa and David. Lisa has been a cripple for 6 months now. She got into an accident and unfortunately, that happened to her. David is upstairs taking care of his wife at the moment. “You know what. Every night I always dream for my mother’s fast recovery. Even though she tries to hide it, I could see in her eyes how much it affected her, not only physically but emotionally and morally.”

she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. I nodded, a smile tugging at my lips. “They’re ours, Nova. Finally, ours.” Then, as she gazed down at the boys, something caught her attention. Her smile faded for a moment as she gently moved aside one of the blankets, revealing the zodiac signs on their backs. Her eyes widened, and she looked up at me in awe. “These markings,” she said softly, tracing one of the symbols with her fingers. “They carry so much power. It’s a sign—a gift from the Moon Goddess herself.”

Some parts were written in a language she didn’t recognise—but somehow… She could understand it, not perfectly and not everything, but enough as it spoke of beginnings, of creation, of power and of her. Zoe’s breath would catch every time she turned a page. Stories of the Moon Goddess creating wolves, stories of balance between light and darkness and then, there was something else, buried deep in the book, a warning, a legend and about a being born not of one ... but of many.