3rd Empyrean Book Novels & Stories

She aired her thoughts out loud, walking towards the shelf, catching sight of a familiar book cover. She pulled out the book from the stack when she got close enough and a smile formed on her lipstick-covered lips. TULLY by Paulina Simmons. "My Tully." She smiled to herself, a look of admiration on her face as she stared at the book. She was so engrossed in staring at the book, she didn't notice the figure that stepped into the room, walking towards her from behind. "Seems you've found something you love." A deep and hoarse voice spoke from behind her and she was startled, almost jumping out of her skin.

Your color aura is purple your eyes of your familiar, your wolf and your dragon do to show you strengthens and your determination. From this moment send you three are no longer just daughters of Alpha’s you are the Goddess of all witches and wolfs and shifters and elemental alike, your life force are tied directly to ours you three are immortal. Your coven will be the strongest most powerful source of magic since the three of us were amongst the humans. You three must be always close to each other from here on out because you need each other energy to keep your magic strong.

I was no longer recognizable, yet I still managed a faint smile at the camera. “Today,” I said, “I buried eighteen skeletons. Exile Island was never some romantic place. It’s a graveyard for boys.” Then, the scene shifted to me sitting beside piles of stark white bones. I wasn’t the only one brought here. There were far too many. At that point, I paused, then raised my hand and waved at the camera. “Hi, Agnes. Long time no see. I wonder, by the time you see this video, will I already be dead? But even if I am, my body will stay here, just like these bones. So, Agnes, don’t forget to come and collect my corpse.”

His red eyes deepened, indicating his desire to sort things out. "One of the book of history has gone missing last night. The Book of Creation. And then this morning, it is found on its shelf again. Not a piece was taken nor changed," Merko said. I had been to their library a couple of times and had seen that book. However, due to my very busy schedule, I could not read it since I have to prioritize knowing more about potions. "It is not allowed to take the books out of the bibliotheca. How come that it has gone missing? Who was patroling last night?" Yamiko asked.

the last of them sassed “This is absurd” Mother cried out “You know you can do this without her having to die right?” “Yes but where’s the fun in that” They answered in sync. Totally creeping me out I looked round and found my father and brothers looking at each other with eyes glazed over and I knew they were communicating telepathically “Ugh… so how is this going down…” Mama asked again “Yes!!! Here’s the plan… Chaos will have to…” ****** ****** On the Third Day Alpha River’s P.O.V

My throat tightened a bit when I thought back to where those fingers had been just last night, and how fervently they’d been stroking my clit, coaxing every ounce of— “For fucks sake, poison.” Orion snarled. I blinked and realized all three Gods were staring daggers at me, eyes burning with tendrils of magic and delicious heat. My scent curled throughout the carriage, thickening the air I greedily sucked into my lungs. Swallowing heavily, I shoved those tempting thoughts to the side and fought to change the subject. Wracking my brain, I realized I recognized the names Emmett and Kobah from a book I’d read back at the mansion.

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The Three Prophecies The liquid-silver sphere split into three distinct orbs, each showing a different trial. * The Test of the Blood: A vision of a civil war between the "Wild" shifters and the "Logical" humans, triggered by a fear of the twins' growing power. * The Test of the Echo: A vision of a "Shadow-Emma" rising from the remnants of the Void-Prime, seeking to reclaim the soul the Queen had "purified." * The Test of the Horizon: A vision of a world beyond the Emerald Sea, where the other continents—those we haven't reached—are preparing to invade Aurum to steal its golden vitality.

“Then we’d better get to it first.” — Later that night, Aria sat alone in her chamber, the firelight flickering shadows on the stone walls. She held the old tome she had taken from the ancient library beneath the ruin—the Grimoire of Emberlight. Pages fluttered as she turned them, finding the section on blood-bonds and resurrection rites. Her heart skipped when she found the sketch—a figure wreathed in black fire, eyes hollow, wearing a crown of smoke. The page was titled: The Hollowed Flame—Last of the Veil Prophets.

As if waiting in the wings, a young woman who I guessed to be in her mid-twenties quickly scooted in front of her. Dropping to her knees before the formidable woman, she said, “Yes, my queen. How can I serve you?” Gesturing for the new arrival to rise to her feet, the queen said in a firm and steady tone, “Jassy, this is Esmerelda from the third dimension. She requires training to enhance her magical abilities.” The woman the queen had just called Jassy looked directly at me and smiled. “Her perimeter is full and healthy looking.” Queen Mila gave a knowing smile and a short nod. “I agree. Take her to the compound and work with her. She is to go on mission to find Melissa.”