1st Chronicles 4:10 Novels & Stories

Jaxon read aloud. "When the false mother falls, the true gate wakes." Silence. Then Maddox murmured “I hate books.” Calder took the Codex from Jaxon and read the next line forming beneath it. "Four bloods. One heir. Return what was lost." The pulse under my palm kicked once. All three males froze. Then looked at me. Then at my stomach. Then at each other. “Oh no.” Jaxon murmured. “What?” I snapped. He pointed between me and the stairs. “You’re not the key, if that makes sens.”

The sky was a flawless blue, and the ocean sparkled like a massive gem. ‘Celeste, is your new world treating you well?’ I reluctantly placed the urn in its resting place together with a bouquet of her favorite baby’s breath and some peanut sesame candy she loved. Sutton approached, gripping my arm tightly. “Let me say goodbye to Celeste, please.” I fixed him with a cold stare, prying his pale fingers off one by one. “You’re not worthy.” His voice grew agitated. “After all this time, after everything I’ve done, you still can’t forgive me?”

Chapter 41 is the BIRTH chapter and it's going to absolutely wreck you! END OF CHAPTER FORTY

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"Oh, yes. They are! And if you aren't a good boy and trouble mama's handmaid too much, a werewolf will be sent to steal you into the deep dark forest at night." The little boy burst into tears, sobbing loudly. "Who was the first werewolf?" The Prince's nephew, Evan, asked. "King Lycaon of Arcadia. He was cursed by Zeus." "Why?" "So one day, Zeus was bored of hiking up and down Mount Olympus. So he paid Arcadia a visit. He was like, 'Hey! Just checking in, what's up? I am the divine almighty here and y'all need to respect me.' The king and his fifty sons wondered, 'What the hell is he doing here?' 'Is he really Zeus?' 'I don't think Zeus has any power, he just shows off' 'We should get rid of

She rocks slowly back and forth whilst working on her crochet. "Two heirs there will be. One of light and one of dark. One to tear the world asunder and the other to bring the pieces back together. The seeker must seek but be aware that all is not as it seems." her voice cries out, the ring of truth echoing through it.

Though the thoughts about him were forefront now, because I still hadn't come to terms with what almost happened, I had to stop thinking about it now. Maybe later I would take my time to understand it. Maybe. I opened the book slowly, my fingers tracing the frayed and worn edges of the cover, "the chronicle of the six" it stood boldly in gold lettering glaring at me. The letters shimmered faintly and I quickly turned open the first page. "This is the Chronicle of the Six. The first beings born of the moon's light. This record holds their power, their dominion... and the truth before the Great Divide."

The First Keeper's distant voice echoed through the void. "Adrian..." "Hurry..." "The Eleventh Door..." "...has begun to open."

I scoffed, smiling slowly. Somehow, I felt a bit relieved, at least I didn't have to believe anything. But just before I looked away, my eyes caught something lurking at the end of the shelf. “Chrono..logy,” I read out, grabbing the badly worn out book from the shelf. “The first of men?” I whispered, my eyes fixed on the cover of the book. It was filled with detailed arrangements of events from time immemorial of the ironhowl pack. “Alpha..Zane, the first,” I read out, tracing my finger on his face.

On the central console, a new message appeared: > Erevos Protocol Reinitiated. Tracking Commencing. And beneath that, a voice recorded long ago whispered through the speakers—cold, calm, and eerily human. > “The Firstborn was never meant to be hidden. It was meant to lead.”