Novel & Cerita American Horror Coven Characters

The rogue turned towards Callan and Beta Jack, a tired look creeping into his eyes. Beta Jack chimed in. “I know where that it is. The coven located there is an old coven – one of the oldest in the U.S. It is also considered one of the most malevolent covens in the entire world. It would not surprise me at all if the witches in that coven were behind this.” I could feel Callan tense next to me as he spoke. “If they are involved, then this just got extremely dangerous. That is probably why Sarah’s spell around the pack lands wasn’t quite as effective. It wasn’t powerful enough to immediately overcome the spell put on the rogue.”

I ask with my lips drawn back in a snarl. "Your mother, Colette, was part of our coven. We know of her demise." Luca explains, looking me up and down. "So what! What does this have to do with me?" I demand. "My mother Blair is the head of the coven, and Colette was second in command, so in our coven, the son and daughter of those two in position shall marry to keep the coven’s traditions," Luca tells me never changing his expression. "I am not her only daughter. Why would you come after me?" I ask. "Because you are the

Talon warned, his voice calm and controlled. Her eyes darted to Talon and for a second, I saw something flicker across her face. Fear. Just then she bursted out laughing. Her laughter filled the bar sending a shiver down my spine. " Is that so, hybrid boy?" She asked clapping her hands twice. The room became silent and the music stopped. All the people in the bar turned toward us at once. But their eyes… their eyes weren’t normal. One by one, they began to glow into an eerie, unnatural white. Their scent hit me then. Thick, bitter, and wrong. I froze. These weren’t just drunk strangers. Every single person in the bar was part of Amariah's coven.

“No.” Cassian didn’t back down. “The Coven Archives have records of every bloodline, every power, every prophecy. If Lena’s abilities are as old as they feel, then there will be something there.” Dorian pushed off the pillar, his stance rigid. “You want to march into the Coven’s territory? That’s suicide.” “They won’t hurt us if we go in peace,” Cassian countered. Lena frowned. “What exactly is the Coven?” Dorian let out a bitter laugh. “A relic of the past. A secretive council that hoards magic like dragons hoard gold.”

She waited, patiently, because she knew, today was the day, where she would put an end to it all. A horn was soon blown and it resounded in the air. Soon, the other covens heard about it and they started to make their way to Athens. They all wanted to see for themselves if the death warrior was really back. Arkadia arrived at Athens and all their people gathered in a place, separated from the Silver-Crest coven, followed by the Night Raiders, ruled by Gabriel. They all trooped in with their people one after the other and then, the coven who never make themselves known, soon arrived. It was the Dark shadows Coven. They were all men, and they are the brothers of the Blackburns.

Emma turned around, raised an eyebrow at us and said, “Pisces coven? Would you mind explaining to me?” “The Pisces coven is our counterpart, Emma. It is an all-male coven, and they are completely ruthless. They sell their skills to the one who paid them the best. If they are behind the call, it is because they must know that you belong to our coven. They want you to meet Warren.” Martha answered. I crossed my arms, thoughtful. Emma looked at me and said, “You’re thinking about something, Elizabeth. Would you mind sharing?”

“But someone must know more. Someone who remembers.” Liora nods her head, sighing as she leans back in her chair. “There is a coven. Old as time itself, some say. They were part of the last hunt, centuries ago. The only ones who kept true records of what happened. But you’ll have a hard time getting anything out of them.” I blink, my stomach dropping as she finishes her thought. “Because that coven,” she says slowly, her voice cold and deliberate. “Was founded by one of your ancestors, Hazel. Nicholas Grimshaw.”

‘Not in front of the girls , let's get them settled first’ I reply , he just nods . ----- Three hours later I am sitting in Tynan’s office with my Mate , Kurat and Gideon . “Well?” Kurat says as he sits with his arms crossed over his chest . “Mind your tone Kurat , remember this is your Mother” Tynan warns him as he pulls me onto his lap . “The Sombrear coven are dark witches that specialise in blood magic” I say drawing in a shuddering breath , pulling comfort from Tynan’s scent and touch .

I muttered, and he suddenly held onto my body. “Don’t be sorry, Cat, it wasn’t your fault, and I am sure she is happy that you’re the one who gained her heart, our Luna’s heart.” He whispered to my ears as I begin to cry in his arms. When the night came, Elm need more time to recuperate, we decided to leave him in the hotel, while Zahra, Ash, and Monarda accompany us to Sergei Coven. Acacia and her mate, Dianthus, were already waiting at the front door. The coven is a Victorian gothic-style mansion with old and new characteristics. We enter the mansion and get escorted into the basement. I was a bit surprised to see the basement is more modern than the mansion itself.

Alisa asked, frowning. “I told you, there are scarier things than Anomalies out there. More powerful, more intelligent, more destructive,” said Jester. “They call themselves the Coven. They initially claimed to be a religious organization who worship a deity from another dimension. They are convinced that their god is telling them to make a sacrifice worthy of his attention, and for some reason they took that to mean that they should help the Anomlies commit wanton massacres.” “Why would they do that?” asked Alisa, looking horrified. “What would a god possibly want with so much blood?”