Ancient One Novels & Stories

I proclaimed to her with a slight step of glee. “Oh wow, I did not mean to say that out loud,” I back peddled a bit. But Athena just laughed harder, reached my hand out for me to hold it, and said “follow me dear. The Ancients did very well when they created your soul,” Curiously I questioned, “the ancients, who are they?” I have so many questions now.

The cloaked figure hunched over sharply and giggled nastily. - We are your main shrine, and you are just miserable cattle. – the Ancient One says in a vile voice. The eyes of one of the elders lit up with arrogant anger. - How dare you! - the old man growled, sharply rushing at the stranger, wanting to tear the insolent man on the spot. Before flying a few meters, he was instantly twisted by an invisible force and smoothly pulled to a figure in a dark robe. The elder desperately resisted, but all attempts to free himself were in vain. Pulling the growling old man to a sufficient distance, the ancient one sharply dug into his nec

“Stop! Stop saying this, you don't get anything, there's more to it….” “Then for the sake of whatever matters, tell me. Tell me!” “It is because of ANTI, it means Antaleum Nagaxium Tilogydo Tiransodi.” “I thought no one knew what it meant.” “Who told you that? Haughter, right? Like I said, she doesn't know much, in fact, no one alive beside Aunt Joanna and me knows shit.”

I breathed, the dagger trembling in my grip again, its edge now glowing silver-hot in my hands. He didn’t answer. Not right away. Because the answer was walking toward us. Towering, faceless figures with too many limbs, bones that clicked out of place and reformed every few seconds. Their skin writhed as if something underneath was trying to break free. They didn’t walk they crawled forward in jerks, like broken marionettes re-learning how to move. “The Ancient Ones,” Tharros said quietly behind me. “Gods before gods. Creators of death and hunger. They ruled before the Moon ever rose.”

It seems her disdain for me has only grown, as shown by the scowl she sent my way. "Rain, is here to help. She's the only reason we even know what we know." Stoic quickly silenced her. It seems I at least won some favor with Stoic. "To answer your question Rain. An ancient one is a very evil creature. In ancient times they were a species like the Lycans, however they were more demon than wolf. A lot of people could not control that side of themselves and the beast would take over causing them to lose their humanity forever. Their beast side loves nothing more than shedding blood and causing chaos. After a while witches were able to cast binding spells to contr

They had never seen anything like it. The woman approached them, a smile on her face. "I am the ancient one," she said. "I have been watching over this land for many years, waiting for someone like you to come along." Aric and Kaida exchanged a look, unsure of what to say. "I have a proposition for you," the ancient one said. "I am getting old, and I can't do this forever. I need someone to take my place, to watch over this land and protect it from those who would do it harm."

“Well, if you’re trying to send me on the right path, and if you’re trying to help me live my life. Let’s start by telling me who you are.” The old woman smiled. It was almost like she was toying with me, which made me fucking uncomfortable. She talks about trust and I don’t even know who she is. Or maybe, maybe I do? “Who are you?” I asked in a dominating voice. “I..am the ancient one. I am the immortal one. I am...Constellation.”

The Ancient lowered her cup. "Of course, there is more to this particular tea ceremony than merely drinking tea," she whispered, her kimono parting to allow Taiju a quick glimpse of her spotted but seemingly firm brown breasts. Taiju suspected as much. That was the reason he had climbed for five brutal days through the unforgiving mountains to reach the witch's aerie. It was told that Ancient had uncovered the secret of life and death. Some said she was 200 years old. Others said 1000. Most people of course said she didn't exist. No one who returned had ever been able to find her.

He called himself an 'Ancient One' right? I flipped through the notebook, searching for the information on them. I couldn't find anything. There were a few blank pages at the end of the notebook and on one of them was the words: Ancient Ones? Old Vampires? Something else? Ask Rakesh for more information. I furrowed my brows at this and then glanced over to the sleeping beauty in question.

I said. ‘the prophecy is that someone would come and be the head of us all. It would be a woman blessed by the goddess. The prophecy has been for so long, centuries even and the pack to have the goddess' child come from there would be highly respected and recognised and so…” one of the you her looking elders rambled on and then stopped when the old lady frowned at him. He fake coughed a bit and then took his seat, trying not to make eye contact with any of the other elders for being too abrupt.