Romans & histoires Ars Goetia

WARNING: Violence described in this chapter is not suitable for younger than 18 THEY say that the beginning of the world is when God created everything in six days and He rested on the seventh day to see his making. But Ara's life started when she was born between a loving husband and wife. She had two doring boys she'd call real brothers. She had a best friend that she can share everything with. She had a stable job. Now she's merely loving her life doing what she loves. Yet blissful fate brought a dangerous man into her life. Everything changed.

I asked. “Yes,” He said with a nod. We were busy having fun when we heard the alarm, I went to open the door when I opened it, I met Celeta in front of me, she pushed me in and sat down on the sofa with me. “Archer, how could you lie to me? Hola is not from this pack but from Blood Crest Pack, he is even Gebe’s daughter” She said with a frown. Adrian and I both exchange glances and I whisper to

She gave a small, firm nod. “Then let’s do this.” Aria wasted no time. She lit the room with candles and incense. With steady hands, she drew a wide chalk circle around Lysandra and me while Gothel thrashed on the bed, her chains rattling. “Oh, Aria,” Gothel sneered, her voice soaked in venom. “A mighty moon goddess, yet you put your faith in these fragile girls? They’ll ruin everything. They’ll burn the realm to ash.” Her laugh was sharp and evil.

It wasn’t just the pendant’s physical weight—it felt like it carried something darker, something alive. “It’s a Gorgon amulet,” Roselia explained. “It’ll protect you from anyone who dares throw harmful magic your way.” Arah flipped the pendant over, noticing three thorny A’s inside a circle. “What’s this symbol?” “It’s a sigil,” Roselia said, folding her arms, her expression suddenly guarded. “From a very powerful witch. It’s what feeds the amulet’s magic.” Arah ran her thumb over the symbol, a strange hum of energy pulsing beneath her skin.

"Breath Hermione, Breath." Ezli whispers. Everything seeming fuzzy, Athena crying in Adonis' arms while Dad hovers, panicking against Ares body on the marble. "Do not fret. He needs you, they all need you. Tell them to hold hands with you, making a close circle around Ares. Lead them to chant these words, you all are spiritual beings: jumanatel extolio turu vashi diomo ...There's no force stronger than the force of love." Ezli utters. It felt like she had become a new being entirely, like we had just awakened from a deep slumber.

“Wonderful selection. Boltra Souza, my brother, is the master of class charger, which includes swordsmanship. He'll be a great teacher,” Lora was shown the contract and asked to sign it. “No, Jrue, we're not going to talk about it anymore. I don't want to see those heretics deceive my son. Gifts are a curse placed on the earth by Arni, the Elder Brother god. They are a means of vengeance. “Don't you see the deaths they caused, the schisms they triggered in the human race, and then the visitor glorifies them and tries to teach our children sorcery?” his mother exclaimed.

"Spirits of insight, lend us your sight. Grant us vision beyond the veil, pierce the darkness and bring forth the light. By the sacred flame that burns within, show us the way to the one who orchestrates this sinister game. Sercleah Veltarastia." I whispered a prayer under my breath, my fingers tightly intertwined. "Elemental forces, I call upon you now. Earth, air, fire, and water, lend us your strength. Unleash your power and reveal the hidden threads of deception. By the earth beneath our feet and the winds that carry our pleas, expose the puppeteer who pulls the strings. Eortha, Aero, Fȳr, and Waeter, aid us on our quest. Sibbe Secgengetan!"

Even though she had stayed with them a while, they still didn’t get the chance to see what she looked like. “This symbol you are referring to, did it look like this?” Forseti drew an image of a strange character in the air. Although he didn’t inherit his father’s divinity, he still was his father’s son. It was simple for him to use the light element to make a few illustrations. “Yes. That was the symbol.” Alucard took it upon himself to answer their question. His response caused the two gods to nod their heads silently. Now they were more than certain that it was indeed Ananse.

Explains why she’s wearing a sleeveless shirt, even in the cold air of the cave causing goosebumps to cover my arms. We set up and grab hands. Hecate holds her hands over a huge mirror that is between us, maybe just a few centimeters. Nearly touching. And then she begins to chant: “We open our hearts to any messages or visions that will guide use towards our goal. Zephyr from the West, Boreas from the North, Notus from the South, and Eurus from the East bring to us the words, the whispers, the names, and the voices that you’ve heard. Tell us where we can find the Prince of Darkness, the Morning Star, Beelzebub himself. Where will we find Lucifer?

"Leo, you know what to do." "Oh isn't this the strongest celestial spirit Leo, how lucky of us to have a match with you." The girl arrogantly said and revealed her own key. "Gate of thee Fly, I open thee Musca!" A sudden appearance of a topaz colored light blinded Jamnia. With wings behind it's back and a head that reassembles a fly, Jamnia blinked twice to confirmed what's she's seen. "I'll deal with you later." The gigantic lad coldly summoned his own key. "Gate of thee Lizard, I summon thee Lacerta!"