A Forgotten Shrine Novels & Stories

It was almost identical to the one I know I held on the back of my right calf, that appeared on my 13th birthday when Alma awoke and I'd hidden ever since. Although mine was much clearer to see. It held a clear blood moon eclipse with a lone silhouette wolf stood before it. If anyone had seen it they'd probably think it was a some sort of henna tattoo. "You are my daughter Talia, that I am sure of. Please, tell me I'm not wrong" his eye begging me as tears ran down his face

None of us spoke for a long moment. "I need air," I finally said, standing on unsteady legs, overloaded with five years of grief suddenly recontextualized. I left them in my office and found the roof access, the city spread out beneath me, glittering and indifferent. I gripped the railing and let the wind tear through everything crowding my skull. My phone buzzed. An unknown number. I know what they showed you tonight. I know about Clover. There are things they will never tell you, because the truth doesn't serve them. If you want to know who really started this, meet me. Alone. No twins, no bodyguards.

“This could help more than just remembrance. It could aid me to rule better.” I sighed as I looked at Dennis, who seemed to have stuck in a more advisory role. “Do you know where this forgotten pack is?” She nodded her head as she came to the map in front of us, pointing to a spot. “My mother made sure to show me the paths leading back home whenever we came across them until she passed away” “There’s nothing waiting for us there? Lost people, humans, or even enemies?” Dennis asked. Camille shook her head, staring back at the map. “It’s all forest and vines now for the past twelve years with no sign of activity.”

“You and me, until the end of time.” “You and me…” I repeated. “...for always.” THE END. #AdessaAndKaelSigningOff ----- AUTHOR'S NOTE: THE BOOK THE FORGOTTEN LUNA AND THE ROYAL LUNA officially closes today. I know some of you are requesting for sneak peeks into the future about kids, and that will eventually happen. We will find out about that as the series progresses, and I know one day I will be adding another epilogue with them in it.

He shrugs, there’s not much he can do now anyway. He set off to find the lost cabin in those same woods he always wandered in. He’d never been able to find it before. The legend foretold that the most powerful creature in the world lived in that cabin. Quinn hoped to find it so he could help her. So he could get his girl back. So she remembers.

No sound of traffic, no distant hum of technology, nothing but a stillness that made her feel like she was walking through a forgotten graveyard. She looked around, her heart beating faster as the realization sank in: this was **Nyxterra**. The place she had only heard whispered rumors about, a world where lost memories supposedly went to die. It was said that those who wandered too far into the shadows of Nyxterra rarely came back. The city itself was a labyrinth of half-formed structures, their outlines blurred as though they were fading in and out of existence, forgotten by time and memory.

Reyan said. "'there'?" they asked. "The shrine." Laggas answered. They looked at him. "Reyan already told you that the Forgotten Kingdom, the fifth and lost kingdom, is connected to a different world, right?" he asked. They nodded as an answer. Laggas turned to Reyan. "So, is it still there?" he asked him. After all, when they left, the ground violently shook. Laggas guessed that the entire kingdom collapsed.

The bodies of Mountain Warriors Sect disciples were brought back onto the Persephone's Folly Bridge and tossed into the Forgotten River one by one. Those tossed in could be seen fighting, shouting, floating, and sinking in the Forgotten River. The Water of River Styx in the Forgotten River could not only cleanse sin and wickedness but also earthly memories and karma. Drifting on the Forgotten River, those individuals all headed in the same direction. Each person's body emitted black gas in the process, which was from the primal old devil's evil demonic energy… Alex was not idle. He had a pattern to stick to. Shelly's Persephone's Folly Bridge permitted individuals to enter reincarnation afte

I leaned into him, feeling the solid comfort of his arm around my shoulders. For a lingering moment, we simply sat in silence, pressed against one another, the only sound the soft crackling of burning charcoal. I glanced up, the firelight casting a glow on half of Finn's flawlessly handsome face, while shadows cloaked the other half in mystery. "This isn't a temple for the Moon Goddess," I whispered, my eyes scanning the grotesque, broken statues that cluttered the shrine. "No," Finn said softly. "It's a human shrine, built by those who believed in an afterlife."

Legends spoke of an ancient shrine hidden deep within the forest's embrace, a sanctuary where the first God Supreme soul slumbered in a state of ethereal slumber. Undeterred by the lurking dangers, Susan and Ryan ventured into the forest's depths, their hearts pounding with anticipation. They braved treacherous paths, navigated through tangled undergrowth, and faced mythical creatures that emerged from the shadows, their eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, they stumbled upon the fabled shrine, its weathered stones adorned with intricate carvings that whispered of ancient lore. With reverence in their hearts, they entered the shrine's hallowed