Ancient One Novels & Stories

Permiton continues, “The barrier that protects Altinna was first erected by a fae with silver eyes, just like Maerilee’s. This fae was a powerful sorceress, and she was connected to not one, not two, but four different men. Each of them was her One, and together, they were able to create the barrier that has protected our kingdom for centuries.” A hush falls over the room as his words sink in. I feel a shiver run down my spine as I absorb what he’s saying. Four Ones. The idea seems impossible, yet here I am, sitting beside two men who both strengthen my magic in ways I can’t fully understand. Could it be true? Could I be meant to have more than one One, just like this ancient fae? My mother

"He said it hurt too much." "Or he was hiding something," Andrew said darkly. Clara moved closer, examining the necklace from a safe distance. "Those symbols...I've seen them before. In the old pack library. Books about the original packs, the ones that existed before territories were established." "The Ancient Ones," Rowan breathed. "But that's impossible. Those bloodlines died out centuries ago." "What are Ancient Ones?" I felt like I'd walked into a conversation in a different language. "The first werewolves." Rowan's voice held reverence. "Created by the moon goddess herself. They had powers beyond normal wolves, could commu

The roar intensified, and as the Ancient One's face emerged from the shadows, its eyes fixed on mine—golden, blazing, and frighteningly familiar. Victor's voice rang out from somewhere unseen, faint yet defiant. "Did you think I'd come alone?" The universe appeared to stop as the Ancient One's eyes narrowed and its lips curled into a frightening sneer. And then it spoke. "Hello, Kyara."

The ground kept shaking as the massive shadow moved closer. Trees snapped and fell like dry sticks. I held Damien tighter, my paws pressed against his bleeding shoulder, trying to stop the blood. He was breathing hard, barely able to stay conscious, but he still tried to push me behind him. "Stay back," he growled weakly. "I will protect you." "You can barely stand," I whispered, tears running down my face. "Just stay with me. Please." Nyra stepped forward, her silver fur glowing under the moonlight. "This is the True Ancient One. The first of our kind. Even I have only heard stories about it."

"She believes they're the key to unlocking something that's been sleeping for centuries." "The ancient ones." Harald's eyes widened. "You know about them?" "My mother told me. Before she died." "She was wise." Harald leaned back on his cot. "The ancient ones are real. They're the oldest things in existence, older than the moon, older than wolves and vampires. Seraphine believes they can give her power beyond anything she's ever imagined." "Can they?" "I don't know. But she's willing to destroy everything to find out." ---

it’s not just advanced—it’s ancient. "Explain what 'ancient' means," whispered Damien, leaning over Kyle's shoulder. Kyle said, "Centuries, maybe millennia," in an ambiguous tone. "It produced energy that is unmatched by anything on Earth. Nearly... alien. Vanessa mumbled, "Great," while crossing her arms. "Now we’re fighting aliens?"

it growled, "but can you unlock the secrets of the ancient ones?" A figure emerged from the darkness, an old man with piercing eyes and a long white beard. "Who are you?" Zephyr asked, her hand on the hilt of her sword. "I am the Keeper of the Ancients," the old man replied, his voice dripping with wisdom. "And I shall reveal to you the secrets of the artifacts, but only if you can answer my riddle." Damien's eyes lit up with excitement. "A riddle? Bring it on!"

Alex followed the old man to the shrine carrying a calabash, wearing a white singlet and a crimson cloth tied around his waist. The old man chanted some incantations as they approached the entrance of the main shrine. "Anything I say henceforth, repeat it after me." He instructed Alex,as they entered the main shrine. If Alex had not been in the shrine before, he would have gotten frightened because the shrine was scarier than it was before. More carvings of gods were present in the shrine than before.

The carnage of singular principles but most of all, how easily love healed and power corrupted. “What do you know about the ancients?” “A prophecy that is a myth. But don’t our eastern brethren believe in it?” “There is some truth to it. Our origin is not well known. Some say we evolved faster than humans did. Some say our genes altered creating a whole new species. But one thing they all believe in is, that we are natural. There is nothing about us animals living in human skin that is a lab product. Our ancients, in their full spirit, disagree.”

" Mrs Carolina McArthur said to her husband. "you know I remember very clearly, my Jewish family painting you when we first started dating, what they didn't see is that you're a hard working, loving, loyal , a good husband and father, this is 22nd century, let's not repeat what the fore fathers ignorantly use to do in the past", She reminded her husband. " I'm going to let you think about all I've said when you sleep tonight. Amanda's mom said to her husband. With Amanda she was so raged with what her father all that her Dad said to Jones