A Forgotten Shrine Novels & Stories

“Then let them.” I found a shard near the northern edge—etched in bone, pulsing with memory. I held it in my palm. It whispered. “You are not the first.” I whispered back. “But I will be the last.” I returned to the Haven, placing the shard on the altar. Aria examined it. Luna wept. Kaelion carved. Sera watched. Lucien listened. And I spoke. “There was another Grove,” I said. “It fell.” “Because they forgot.” “Because they feared.” “Because they chose silence.” The flame surged. And the ley lines screamed.

she corrected. He didn’t respond to that. But he moved closer to her, matching her pace. The shrine lay somewhere ahead, hidden in the folds of a cursed land, waiting. And with it, their only chance of bringing Chloe home—and ending a tyrant’s reign once and for all.

"Seek the forgotten shrine, where the moonlight dances upon ancient stones. There, an oracle waits, their words a key to unlocking the truth. But beware, for darkness lingers, and treachery may lurk in unexpected shadows." Gerald absorbed the seer's words, a newfound determination reigniting within him. He thanked the seer for their guidance, understanding that the journey ahead would be fraught with danger and uncertainty. With the seer's blessings and the knowledge of the shrine, Gerald and his guards retraced their steps, their resolve unwavering. Through the mysterious forest they pressed on, their hearts filled with renewed hope. The pursuit of the forgotten shrine and the oracle's wisd

“Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.” Elara closed her eyes. For the first time, she did not deny. She did not flee. She accepted. The flames wrapped around her, and the ruins trembled with awakening power. ---

The Fire Lord carefully opens the lid of the blue urn, as one of his fire fairies walks up to him to assist in holding the lid. “I know that this is not our customary way of burial, but in this manner, in my opinion, my son’s death would be cleansed of his sins to our kind if a part of his ashes would be scattered in the Azure.” The Fire Lord dips his free hand inside the urn to retrieve some of the ashes there. “May Prince Hagan's ashes drift and blend with the water of the great mystical Azure. In this manner, may our ancestors be calmed by his ashes being as one with this river that signifies the unity of the four realms; Earth, Water, Air and Fire.”

It’s her power,so when I get to use it ,I feel as if she’s here with me, guiding and strengthing me. I need to get that pendant back from that bastard,it’s the most precious thing left of Mom,it’s quite literally a part of her. Crap, my nose is bleeding,and now my ears just burst, wonderful.A little more …okay spell is done. Now the barrier spell…Hey, I didn’t know Shira had a twin, how corny they even matched clothes.

The watch had since become a token of our love, and he never took it off aside from bath and bed. And yet, it was now in another woman's photo… Taking a deep breath, I put mine in a drawer. - Duke didn't return that night, so I went alone to the venue the next morning. I booked the place six months ago for the marking ceremony, but now, I'm here to cancel it. Still, I ran into Diana there—our neighbor, and a mate of one of Duke's sentries. Seeing me, she came over and took my hands, congratulating me endlessly before saying, "Oh, and I just saw Duke buying a car trunk full of champagne roses, and now I ran into you here! The marking ceremony is soon, I take it?"

The old house looked over me like a haunted mansion. I haven't seen this place in weeks…or at least, since I woke up with incomplete memories. Standing here no excuse so close to that road where I had begged for death and right on the property where my whole life had been torture…it made me realize that I hadn't matured or moved on from all of it like I claimed to. Why did he have to call me so late at night? Why couldn't I just have said no? Begrudgingly I tread slowly into the estate, inputting the code at the gates, waving at the security man who I did not know but he seemed to recognize me.

I nodded, avoided her gaze, and went to the kitchen to get some water to take the medicine. That night, Mom slept beside me. I fell asleep quickly, but I had a nightmare. In my dream, I kept going back to the day I was hypnotized. The hypnotist had held me down and kept telling me to forget what my family looked like. I had tried to force myself awake, but no matter what I did, I could not wake up. In the end, I really did forget Mom, Dad, and Zack. I jolted awake from the dream, drenched in cold sweat. Mom woke up too and instinctively patted my shoulder. "What is it, Rena? Did you have a nightmare?"

“Graham, will you be my child in our next life? “Give me a chance to make things right.” Furrowing my brows in dread, I hastened my pace into the light. No one could stop me from becoming a happy and mindless single-celled microorganism.