Ahs Coven Cordelia Novels & Stories

He asks, sounding worried and Kaan gets distracted enough to look at me. He ignores Sylvana and walks to me to hold my face with both hands. “What is it, Hiraya? You look like you’ve seen a ghost—” I probably have, but having experienced Sylvana’s power already, I was hoping it was just another shifter with a peculiar talent. “W-What is Lady Cordelia’s special ability?” They glance at one another. “Longevity. She is the oldest lycan in existence.” Kaan answers evenly. “Why?”

“For years those that have been gifted with special abilities had been going missing. The Dark Coven was very powerful at that time and they were trying to figure out a way to absorb an angel’s powers. Many half-angels died during this time because of the Coven’s experiments. When Adelina came of age, the Coven leader wanted her for himself. He also believed that Adelina was the key to getting what he wanted being that she was the first ever hybrid. However, Adelina was more powerful than the Coven leader and she killed him, but no before he transferred his powers to his son. Which is why I believe Ahsoka became the first tribrid. Someone stronger than the Coven. After Adelina killed the Cov

Jason demanded. "When I was in London tracking the Belishaw dragons, I came across something." She turned on her cell and pulled up a picture of a needle in an evidence bag. "I found this at the scene. It was in that Sinclair dragon's other house, a residence he kept a secret from the public."

When she finally lifted her gaze and left it on me, it was with the precision of a hawk. “Jace.” She called. There was no warmth in her tone as she slowly began to close the distance between us. Halting in front of me, she lifted her tablet slightly, and began to read. “Blue Ridge Logistics.” Her voice was crisp as she swiped. “Orion Systems.” She swiped again. “Haven Pharmaceuticals. Crestline Energy. And… oh… Mariner Tech.” She lowered the iPad, tilting her head to the side. Her eyes narrowed with a mixture of disbelief and something dangerously close to betrayal.

Even though I was prepared, seeing it with my own eyes still felt like my heart was being flayed. I turned away sharply, unable to watch. The ceremony began. Chief Elder Marcus held up an ancient box and removed a necklace made of a wolf's head carved from moonstone. "This is the sacred relic 'Heart of the Land,' passed down by our ancestors! It enhances the wearer's connection to the Moon Goddess and amplifies their gift!" A wave of awe rippled through the crowd. My friend Jake, standing beside me, couldn't help but say, "If your Earth Empathy was amplified by that, you might actually be able to purify the forest."

“Before I begin, there’s one thing. I must request that Miss Cordelia be present.” Brittany’s face changed instantly, her expression darkening. “Cordelia? Why does she need to be here? She… she doesn’t need to hear this.” Pierre raised an eyebrow, staying calm. “I’m sorry, ma’am, but according to Mr. Carter’s instructions, all heirs must be present.” With a heavy breath, Brittany relented. “Fine, I’ll have the servants call her.” Soon after, Cordelia, still pale and weak, was brought out of her room. Her eyes were swollen from crying all night. The worn shirt she wore—taken from Tristan—only made her seem even more out of place.

And Kael vanished. Silence. Ashen stared at the spot Kael had been. Then at the Queen. “Where is he?” “In a version where he never left me.” Ashen’s eyes narrowed. “You’re rewriting without anchor. You’ll collapse the realm.” “I am the anchor now,” she hissed. Ashen moved to strike, But her power surged. She caught the blade midair, And melted it to steam. “You can’t kill what was born from ruin.” Ashen clutched Liolai tighter. “She needs her real mother.”

Headmistress Eldryn was caught in surprise and it says it all in her expression, still she tried to compose herself. She didn’t think that Cassian would know things like that. Velvet would never tell anyone either, because if they knew, she knows where that would end her. No wonder Cassian came prepared, because he knew she would have caught onto his thoughts, but one of the benefits of being a vampire had worked for him. He hid his thoughts well and layered it with anger.

Who had found in the idea of coexistence not a compromise but a conviction — something he held the way other people held their oldest certainties, quietly and without needing it confirmed. He told him about the alliance. The human official who had been willing to meet him — a lord named Aldren Daven, Dravon said, and paused there for a moment with something in his expression that acknowledged the weight of that name now that Aldric knew whose daughter Aldren Daven had — and the years of careful work that had made the agreement possible. He told it without bitterness. Not because the bitterness wasn't there but because it had been a long time and Caevan had not been a bitter man and speaking