Abada Mythology Novels & Stories

When I step back into the packhouse, Beta Adrian is standing there waiting for me. “I have a bathroom and a change of clothes waiting for you, Alpha,” he says. I shower, scrubbing her blood from my hands, neck, and face. When I look at myself in the mirror, I feel like a ghost, like a man who just killed his mate. ‘We had no choice, Benedict. She didn’t even ask about our pup. She doesn’t care about them any more than she cared about us,’ Resno says sadly. ‘Maybe this is the penance we had to pay for rejecting the mate the Moon Goddess gave us, Res.’

Hadassah chanted and created a magical shield to protect her from the lightning, making up her mind that she wouldn't stop until she stopped his breathing. Thousands of warriors stood still and gazed at them with horror, wandering furiously around the Battle of Blood. • • • • • Alvina always assumed that he was hiding something in the basement under his castle, but she never thought that it would be a legend he had been worshipping. She had been spending her life with her for almost ten years, but she didn't get the slightest idea. Now watching his mythical features and unusual power, she knew that Moriah had been possessed by the Lord of Life. She suddenly felt scared noticing the black clo

"No, no, no, that, -can't- be true. My parents have passed away! They are dead. I am an orphan!" Alaric had leaned beside me, smugness reeking in his voice. "Oh, yes, it is. Shocked, little omega? You thought you were born to serve tables and wash training mats, did you?” He grinned and squatted down in front of my chair. "You were made to reign, Ada. You were the daughter of the powerful, the heir to the most powerful pack of the northern territories. Until we stole it all.” My eyes were fixed on the woman, who was my mother; she was pulling her head up with all the strength left in her body. Her voice shook, and her lips were trembling. "Ada… baby…"

Lena said "Hey what are you talking about? Besides I haven't met you before." Athena said "Adrian do the honours". Lena looked at Adrian. Adrian stated " Hey Lena I'm sorry this is coming to you now but the truth is..... You are the vessel of the star or the one you kind call gods. Tou are the embodiment of one the greatest gods in history and he chose tou to be his vessel. He died years ago but his spirit has been passed down into you. You see there is a life beyond this place. The one of good and the one of evil. Your kind calls it the heaven and hell, But we call it the Ludus and the abyss. We are sent to bring you into the Ludus so you can help with the war of that would soon befall mank

Lola Sabel sat against her wall and waited for things she was too wise to name. And in the dark below level three, the girl with no surname and no clan and no standing in the world's brutal accounting of worth pressed her bleeding palms against ancient stone, felt the first real pulse of the Ashen Heaven Scripture settle into her bones like a war cry that had been waiting thirteen years to leave her throat, and understood with the absolute clarity of someone who has finally found the first real weapon they have ever held — that patience was not the same as acceptance, and she had never, not once in thirteen years, accepted any of this.

An incredibly old shrine. "Interesting, what sort of shrine?" "Have you heard of the source?" Rudra shook his head. "I am not into mysticism, or history, my whole life has revolved around learning administration and being a warrior." "Let me give you some history lessons. During the great war of the Adityas and Asuras, the mother of Gods, Goddess Aditi gave her power to her sons, the Adityas won and the power source was given for safekeeping to my ancestors. The first rulers of Shambala. We have been custodians of that power since then. This is rumored to be the place where that exchange happened."

Aadhya lost her shit on the moon goddess. "They all are safe and sound", she replied to her calmly, but still, Aadhya didn't believe her. "You should let her go now. She also deserves peace" When the moon goddess said this, Aadhaya looked at the figure that she was holding. She is surprised to find that she is not hugging her Gramma. Instead, she is hugging a mist figure, but as soon she removes her hands from it, the figure vanishes slowly into a thin year.