Aegon Prophecy Novels & Stories

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“Master, welcome back,” Aegeus bowed humbly, his knees touching the ground and his head kissing the earth. Mane watched him silently. Aegeus had grown massively. Now a 7th rank Noble, Aegeus was capable of dealing with every average Noble, regardless of their rank. His power was great enough to allow him to face Ascenders and win! Only High-Level Ascenders would be able to take him on now. Without using his spiritual energy, Mane was able to sense this because he was a Scholar.

She cringed at that vision. "I am bound to you, offspring of the Mark." It said, in a powerless voice, then added, "Just call my name whenever you are in danger; my name is Lamia Aegeus Adah, the keeper of the first prophecy coin." The creature knew it had done something more than dreadful when it had to bite so hard to justify its anger. The more demanding its subconscious reparations, the worse it realized it was.

When the diagnosis vanished, it revealed one last note at the bottom of the box. It was written in my handwriting, carrying a cold finality he had never seen from me before. "I believe in the prophecy now, Troy."

For the first time in a long time, I saw something almost pr imal flash in Aegon’s eyes—an Alpha preparing for war.

Her soft hands moved towards his arms and draw soothing circles on his biceps, making his insides quiver. "I know, Aphrodite. But it's already been four hundred ninety-nine years, you know very well what will happen if he wouldn't come here. The prophecy will come true and it will not be in our hands to handle." He said with a heavy voice. He was afraid of The prophecy, he couldn't bring himself to lose everything. "I know what Prophecy is, that's why this time, I am going to the Reynes Kingdom."

"This is serious" I still couldn't believe what they were saying. It was sheer nonsense. "A prophesy came" The frail voice of Malia sounded. I had to sit upright. She was also a member of the Circle and a Demon who is mated to an Alpha. "Alpha, I didn't believe it at first but the prophecy came from Cyrene and you know best how this prophesy thing works. It's always accurate and it was disturbing that she had to contact some friends from the Reeva clan"

Lyra stood at the edge of Nyxterra’s sprawling landscape, the ominous weight of her discovery pressing down on her like a leaden cloak. The prophecy, she now knew, revolved around something far more dangerous than she had anticipated: the Ritual of Unity. This ancient and perilous ceremony was the key to everything—the crux of the prophecy that had entangled her fate with Nyxterra and Elysium. The ritual was meant to bring about the resolution of the world’s collision, but the cost of performing it was immense.

“It’s a well known prophecy among covens. Everyone knows it. I don’t know when or where it originated. I honestly can’t believe that you haven’t heard it before. Then again, I suppose you aren’t stopping to ask about our culture when you burn our villages to the ground.” He sneered at me and opened his mouth to speak, but Onyx cut him off. “Watch yourself, Gilliam,” he warned. A tense look passed between the two of them. Gilliam looked back at me. “Tell us the wording of this prophecy. How, exactly, does it go?” he asked in a mockingly calm tone. I was sure that Onyx had already told them, so he was just testing me to see if I messed it up. He was looking for inconsistencies to prove that I

"Exploit a power that I possess? But why?" Seraphina's voice lowered, carrying a grave tone. "There is an ancient prophecy, Rey, one that speaks of a chosen one—someone with the strength to unite and bring harmony to the packs. This prophecy foretells of a great battle between light and dark, where a lone omega will rise as a beacon of change. The rogue you faced tonight was but a pawn in a much larger scheme."