Can Helaena See The Future Novels & Stories

The birthmark on my forehead was now completely exposed. When I returned to the main hall, I heard Caelen speaking. “If the Chancellor does not mind, I would like to ask for Lady Leanora’s hand as my Crown Princess. The Royal City itself will be my dowry.” As Father hesitated, I pushed the door open and walked in. “I accept, Your Highness.” In my previous life, it was precisely because I chose Aldric and bent fate that all those later disasters came to pass. If Aldric and Rosalind believed that by starting over and carrying memories of another life, they could counterfeit destiny, they were ridiculously wrong.

“Yes, but I did not realise it was the future until it was too late.” “Tell me everything,” As we sat together, I described my vision. Strangely it didn’t feel stupid, or hysterical to call it a vision in front of the renowned Luna Helena. Twenty years ago she had saved so many lives, including Alpha Alexanders by successfully interpreting her own visions of the future.

She alters the timeline and causes countless deaths unbeknownst to her. Viennashal turned to look back out at the universe. Wouldn't she be able to sense or see it? She possessed the gift of foresight and would've been able to see Helena go back unless someone was with her that could hinder her sight. If that was the case the list of names of those with abilities to accomplish this feat was a long one. What can we do?

Her hands grope at her sides, finding the smooth surface of the Wiccan sigil beneath her, still faintly aglow from the trance. Three days—she suddenly realizes, three whole days spent in the empyrean realm of foresight, trapped within the eidetic nightmare of what is to come. Her heart races as the haunting faces of her friends and their family—Selena, Seraphina, Wilson, Chloe, Valentine, and the unrelenting specter of William the Conqueror—flash before her mind's eye. The future is no longer an abstract possibility. It is inexorable, its shadow already creeping into their world.

the woman replied, looking down seriously at Ellie. "What do you mean? Why is he important?" Ellie asked. "You ask many questions," the woman smiled. "Look into my eyes." Ellie did as the woman asked and looked deep into the depth of her eyes, watching the swirls of color and light fade into the black of her pupils. A few moments passed and Ellie could see. She could see the future, a battle then a war. She could see a coronation, first one with Jake and Hannah followed by a great battle, then a second coronation with her and Jake. Their coronation was followed by celebration.

Completely and utterly insane. “Helena,” I warned. The inflections in my words drew a stark red boundary between us, and the tension thickened. “Am I wrong?” Helena looked at me with a sharp glare. Even in this lighting, her green eyes shone right through the thick lashes she had on. I used to look at those eyes and see the world in them. I used to see a future, a house in the suburbs, and a child, maybe two. I used to see her in a wedding dress, walking toward me down the aisle of a cathedral with colorful, glass-stained windows. Now, I saw nothing but muck. I saw a swamp she ruled like some sort of sadistic ogre, sending her drones to watch my every move. Where there was a chance of hope f

“You talk like she foresaw all of this.” “I’d call it foresight. Precaution. Every great leader leaves behind more than just words. She left us paths to walk when the lights went out.” I nodded slowly, swallowing the lump in my throat. “And the current custodians?” Helena smiled lightly, but her fingers tensed on her teacup. “Don’t worry about that for now. When the time comes, you’ll need to know. But not before.” A pause. Then she added, with a sly glance, “Besides, some of it will be coming back to you, eventually. In one form or another.”

“No.” A pause. “He’s predicting.” Aurora stilled. Across the battlefield, Helena stepped forward, her gaze locked onto the data streams unraveling before her like a living equation. “It’s deeper than prediction,” Helena said quietly. Aurora turned slightly. “Explain.” Helena didn’t hesitate. “He’s aligning with it.” Aurora’s eyes narrowed. “With what?” Helena’s voice dropped. “The entity.” Silence. Not confusion. Understanding. Aurora felt it immediately.

Hollie’s eyes filled with tears, “Oh Helena, he said that Fate dictates you will rule White Forest alone. We assumed he meant separate through your bond failing but your visions suggest, oh it’s too terrible to think about.” Alpha Brandon placed a comforting arm around his mate, gazing at Alexander with concern. I felt Alexander bristle under the pressure of this knowledge. “Look, I am an excellent fighter. As soon as we know this vision is happening, in the present, I will of course take every precaution. And so will Helena.” Alpha Brandon nodded in agreement. “No wonder they say Fate has the power to drive men mad. You could spend years looking over your shoulder for something that might n

she started, letting her voice trail off. Helena gave her a small, humorless smile. “I can, and I do. Love isn’t the issue here. What matters is the kingdom, its future, its survival. And as for the heir…” She stepped closer to Alicia, lowering her voice. “There are ways.” Alicia blinked, as if horrified, though she was happy the queen was on her side. “Ways?” she asked. Helena placed a hand on Alicia’s shoulder. “I got this from a medicine man,” she said. “Just let him take a sip of it and the rest will take care of itself.”