Blessed Brow Novels & Stories

"So? She graduated from Alveron University." I was heading back to the private room when Zach suddenly said, "Babe, I'm not feeling well. Maybe I should go home." "What's bothering you?" I arched an eyebrow. "You're actually bailing on my birthday?" I knew why Zach didn't want to return to the private room. Someone had already texted me about it. He and Jacob had gotten me bracelets in the same style for my birthday. But as luck would have it, Jacob's was real, and Zach's was a cheap knockoff.

I said, bowing down to greet the heavenly being. “Rise, Nyx,” she muttered, walking towards me. She held me, and gently hugged me, kissing me on the lips as she did. Unexpectedly, her presence did not burn me, neither did the light swallow me. Instead, it made me feel calm, made me feel powerful, made me feel blessed, made me feel like I could do the impossible. “Your skin is glowing,” I complimented. “If you were human, I'd have asked for the skincare you use.”

The warriors clashed their heavy shields in a deafening thunder, and a massive wave of proud, primal wolf howls tore from the throats of thousands, echoing off the highest mountain peaks until the very earth shook. Braham stepped forward, taking the heavy golden crown from the cushion. His eyes were burning with an intense, fierce public devotion that made my breath hitch. He didn't look at the crowd; he looked only at me as he carefully, deliberately placed the crown upon my head, his fingers lingering against my hair for a fraction of a second.

I stopped mid-rant, staring. “What the…” A soft white glow shimmered against my skin: a full moon, encased in a shield. I held my hand up toward the kitchen light, disbelieving. “What the hell is this?” Dominic hesitated a moment. “That’s… that’s my mark.” I turned toward him sharply. “What?” He crossed the room slowly, almost reverently and took my hand. A fond smile on his face as he traced the edges of the shield. “It’s the mark of the Goddess’ Benevolence. That’s what appeared on my back after I came of age. All Brightclaws are blessed with that mark once they’ve shifted for the first time… the alphas at least."

I took a step to the stairs and bowed politely at the celestial. Everybody automatically does that, welcoming the High Priestess. I’m still bowing until I saw her bare feet in front of me, her white and pink garment covering the rest of her legs. “Alpha please rise,” Her melancholy voice that is so sweet like cinnamon speaks gently. She touches my forehead, giving me her blessings. “Wow, you haven’t aged,” I sheepishly said. She hums, “You pick the words right out of my mouth, Alpha. You aren’t aging at all.”

,the leader growls viciously and I chuckle. " nice fucking try though ,Liam says amused and pissed, how about we just kill him anyway?". " you know what brother I like that idea how about we kill them all", l glare at them as most start backing up specially when my eyes flash gold with purple flecks showing that I am Moon Goddess blessed. Gasp sound. " your moon goddess blessed, is gasped out, How can this be ? She doesn't just give anybody her powers. How are you so lucky?"

"They claim only the Alpha child can bless the pack at a time like this. A blessing that will protect us. Guide us. And strengthen us." I stood beside Asher, inhaling slowly. Cool exterior. Scorching interior. Cara stood farther back. She was dressed in white. Her hands were cupped over her stomach, as if she truly thought there was life within. Her face was tranquil, but I did catch her eyes flicker. Her fingers shook a little. The seer glanced around. "If there is a woman who bears the Alpha's child, have her come forward now… and say her blessing." Time seemed to stand still.

I could feel my belly ache; I could feel the bruise was already scarred on top but still wounded on the inside, so I hated weapons forged from a divine blessing; at least they were not deadly to me. Divine blessing, are usually objects blessed by angels, but are not always weapons, only five weapons were blessed by angels, the rest was made by humans, sometimes the divine blessing could be a tree planted by a child about to die, In this the angel could bless the tree to be a great and bright, or with beautiful and delicious fruits, or for it to grow for centuries, it was something simple, but if it is carved an arch of this tree he can easily kill a creature of the night, the arrows do not n

However, the news brought him perfect happiness. “God bless you,” he said, raising an arm to touch Nathaniel's shoulder. He patted it. “God bless you, my child,” he also blessed Delilah, patting the crown of her head. “God bless your lovely child, too,” he continued, looking at Delilah. “May he be great among men and bring honor to you.” “Amen,” Delilah mumbled.

She loved her some babies, much like Ziyah. “I, Imeela Precoza, bless you, Matteo Ray Coldwater, with two things that will help you be the best Beta that you can be. I bless you with enhanced bravery so that you can face any threat or foe and enhanced intuition so that you can navigate this life with a sixth sense, seeing what the eyes cannot.” All of us could feel the power that her words held within them. She kissed his forehead, and I saw a bright white circle there when she moved away, but it just disappeared as if it had not been there in the first place.