Aegon Prophecy Novels & Stories

“His kin have been going rogue. They have made a successful passage through the gateway in Paris at Decker's fancy hotel.” “Why would the vamps go back to Tempest? They have more rights here.” Amos paused and a look of uneasiness washed over his face. “Unless…” He quirked his eyebrow at his beta. “Unless it's beginning.” “The prophecy.” His beta nodded. “The atmosphere. It's getting thicker. The tension. Whatever it is. It's not good.”

“Caelum, you haven’t slept for two weeks – I mean, look at you, you are so thin!” “Don’t worry, Aeon, it won’t kill me not to sleep, the girl that sleeps at the end of the hall, will.” Aeon snorted, pulling the scroll from under my face and fixing me a cold hard glare as I rubbed my forehead that hits the top of the table when he did pulled it. “I am doing everything I can, you know, so I can save you. Did you know that I have offered her occasional visits outside? She loves going out and she doesn’t even know about the prophecy, yet. If I were you, I will pull my stupid head off my ass and get out of this room.” He squeezed my shoulder, “I don’t think you are in any danger, Caelum.” Aeon ad

​My gaze flickered to the sidebar, landing on a notification from three days ago Aegis-Locate. The name sounds like a shield, a fortress. "We find anyone, anywhere. Even the dead." My thumb hovers over the 'Execute' button. I know I shouldn’t, and recently, my Beta also warned me about getting money transferred through unverified links, but the man is a coward who sees shadows in every corner. He doesn't understand the pressure, he doesn't understand the haunting feeling that I have been living with. ​I click. ​A progress bar crawls across the screen, a thin green line that feels like a fuse. My heart thrums a jagged rhythm against my ribs. I reach for the glass of water on my desk and gulp

By now I know I should be used to mysterious people knowing my name but the feeling never gets better. "King Agnom, that is you, right?" I ask stupidly. "The one and only dear. I know you have heard so much about me." he says smugly. "How old are you? Sorry to ask but I am curious." I ask. "No offence taken Lyka, just turned two hundred and five this year." Agnom smirks. Heck! The man didn't even look over forty at all. "How do you know my name?" I ask. "Simple, it is in the prophecy. Guess no one has told you but be grateful I am going to."

Regis Filia Gazmin immediately knelt down and bowed. "Good!" he said. He stood up, and he supported the regis filia to stand. "Take it." And he reached the Eoburos Kingdom Ancient Jade." "Thank you for trusting me, Emperor Aegaeus. I promise not to let you down." "Benige facis, Emperor Aegaeus!" Governor Gedda's statement. The next day Empaler Aegaeus left first, and General Dour was with him. IMMORTAL WORLD - NUNNEAPIA NATION - OTTONEM KINGDOM

But I knew I was capable, and I was among the summoned elites who had the opportunity to participate in the Trails. Aego was also excited. He was my best friend. Son and heir to the realm's wealthiest fae family. He was intelligent, resourceful, and possessed a level of magic that left many dumbfounded. His magic came entirely from the enchanted forest; he didn't have any forbidden magic tendency within him, and that made him an ideal candidate.

“Empress Ariadne said someone wanted to silence her because she discovered something.” “Something,” Kael repeated, “connected to you.” A chill ran up her spine. “Because of the prophecy? ” “Yes,” Kael said. Eryx leaned forward. “Then we need to find out what the prophecy says—before the Council hides it again.” Seraphine’s voice was barely a whisper. “What… what if the prophecy is about Alessia being… dangerous?” Kael turned toward her, tone flat. “It is.” Seraphine flinched.

I nod and Octavius gets up to leave then softly hums, “I hope the next mating ball brings you your Luna, sir.” “I wouldn’t bet on it, “ I sigh, knowing exactly where my Luna is walking out of at this very moment. I turn to Prophecy 3,224, by a seer named Agess Moorehouse. She is denoted as a hybrid werewolf-witch. “The true Alpha will return when two shadows rule over the pack as one. The Alpha shall rise and truths will prevail. The pack will return to peace and prosperity only when the Red Shadow Wolf is born,” I read out loud. I mutter, “I know this prophecy and several others named The Red Shadow Wolf, but this one is the one calling to something inside me…what does it mean?”

“The prophecy’s lock is weakening. The world is shifting again. And if what Selene foresaw is true, then Seraphine is the key.” The Lady stared at her for a long, tense moment, her expression unreadable. Finally, she said in a whisper, “You mean the Aetherborn Prophecy.” Nyx nodded once. “The same.” The Lady stepped back, her eyes distant. “I thought that prophecy was lost to myth. A fairy tale to scare council members.”

"The ancient legends speak of a Luna born out of the sacred grove! A real leader, not some pawn!" Angus half-strides forward, placing himself a bit between Thane and myself. His voice was coldly menacing. "Careful, Thane. You are discussing my mate." Thane's laughter was harsh and fractured. "Your mate. You stole the prophecy. You stole my future!" "There was no thieving," Angus said, his voice unyielding. "The prophecy wasn't something to be stolen. It was a future to be forged. And you tried to forge your own at my mate's terror."