Ancient One Novels & Stories

"Of course that's not my real name. My name is Ci'amonae." "I've never heard a name like that." The girl said. "I'm not even sure I can pronounce it." Nanny's eyes gazed far off. "It means 'Daughter of the Ancient Ones'. It's a name from the old tongue." "Ancient ones? Like the Fates?" To the girl, Nanny was suddenly the most interesting person in existence. Aurora rocked the baby in her her arms and sat at Nanny's feet ready for a story. It was an old habit, and Nanny allowed it one last time.

“The people that want to kill me have a deep sense of pride for their kind. They don’t want to see their blood mixed with others.” “I don’t see what their problem is. If the Ancient One saw it wise to pick you, then killing you would only be a loss for them.” “You think so?” “I believe so. There is no guarantee that the Ancient One will pick another Beta. He might be silent for a thousand years or for however long he wishes. I see a long and difficult path ahead of you, Prince Deven. Uniting a divided people will not be easy.” “Well, when you figure out how to unite your people please teach me how to do the same for mine.”

Never seen her since then. Jordan sat by me, so focused on all the art being sold. I noticed his serious face softening as the host announced the next piece of art. “The next piece is our most priceless piece tonight. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you The Tears of the Eternal. Its unrivaled beauty has drawn the attention of collectors worldwide,” the host announced as gigantic men brought in the prettiest jewelry I had ever seen. Gasps rippled through the audience, followed by excitement. “$50 million,” the first bidder announced. All eyes turned toward him.

Nicole looked at the clock in the room and said, “I’m kind of in a hurry so I’ll make my story brief and comprehensive. After breaking your heart, I owe you an explanation my darling Muhammad.” Muhammad tried switching on the radio on his belt, in hope that anyone on the other end could listen to the conversation if the signal was restored. If Maryam and he were going to die tonight, their death might as well not be in vain. The most important thing was revealing the real identity of The First One.

With a whisper they could fashion worlds; with a sigh they could unravel them back to stardust. Cybele, the eldest of all, hailed as the Mother of the Ancients. From her sprang rolling hills and towering mountains, forests draped in emerald leaves and meadows alive with wildflowers. She urges seeds to grow and roots to spread. All in delicate harmony. Breathing life into the new realm.

‘Now, I entrust you with the conundrums this wretched world conceals. Clara’s heart hammered in her chest despite knowing that this book might hold memories of terrible things. Things which were covered up. Who knew what she might find out? Clara turned it to the next page, eager to know more. Letters started to appear as if someone was writing on it from inside the book. ‘The Ancient Magic was the very first to ever exist, primitively called the One Magic or Lone Magic. It later on gave birth to two equally powerful attributes—the Sun and Moon. These two were halves that, when combined once again, will awaken the said Ancient Magic.

the creature laughed, its voice echoed through the cave in waves of reverberation. "Greetings, Ancient ones," she said, her voice steady despite her nervousness. "I have come for your help. I need your help. Please help me." Ellie had told her to refer to them as "ancient one", stating clearly that Lorraine should be mindful of what she trades to get answers. The ancient ones, according to history, were known for feeding on people's most precious memories. The creatures regarded her silently for a moment, their eyes glowing with an otherworldly light as they stared.

replied Yreth as she rested her arms behind her back before starting to pace back and forth as she slowly told Yume the entire story… With her ears perked, Yume listened as Yreth said, “While I’m sure you already know that our family is an ancient one, I don’t think I’ve ever told you about a sacred civilization that existed hundreds of thousands of years ago… It was known as the great civilization of antiquity!”

He asked, but he already looked like he knew the answer. Kylo nodded his head while I stood there out of the loop. “The what?” He turned to me and just that alone made my heart skip a beat. Goddess, his effect on me was already so strong when I still couldn’t figure out how all of this was even possible. “The Ancient Ones are the oldest of our kind. They’re all over the world, but I went to Wolfsegg in Germany.” He explained. “But… What do you do there? Or, sorry, what did you do?”

“That is Elina, our cousin. She has been reincarnated too, for this purpose. You have to find her. Together, with Elizabeth, you will have to defeat the forces.” Storm's head spun with questions. “Another reincarnation? Can you tell me about the war at least?” Her younger self nodded, understanding her confusion. “Over three thousand years ago, we had fought a war to keep the agenda of demons and their seeds away from other supernaturals. That fight is not over. They are mainly antagonist against the ancients.” “What are ancients?” Storm asked, struggling to keep up with the implications of the information. “Ancients are the products of a union between an angel and a rare human,” Her younger