Circe Novels & Stories

She says. "The pleasure is mine!" Chris responds. "See you later!" She says to Raphael before heading to the door. Both guys watches her retreat in silence. Immediately she shuts the door, Chris turns to Raphael with a mischievous smile on his face. "Sky, this house is filled with temptations!" Chris remarks. "To you. Because those temptation as you call it are my cousins and sister!" Raphael defends. "In the sense of it!" Chris says. "To you, because Alexandra is the only one who knows we aren't blood-related. They all think am their cousin!" Raphael, says. Meanwhile Chris ringtone intrudes. He watches Chris retrieve his phone, cuts the call and turns to his direction.

At that moment, the lights came on and the elevator continued downwards as Sule left the control room. * * * Above the wild deep in the forest, somewhere close to Caliba. A group of helicopters flew past dropping soldiers to search for the ancient land of Caliba. A land in which at that moment were being chastised by the Ngwal Apata. The Ngwal ocean had risen in anger, the rock guiding the village spun around in outrage raising a cold breeze in from of think smog from the ocean covering the whole landform sight. The rocks calmly laid back on the tiny stones and covered the people as soon as the soldiers moved away, the smog cleared.

"Lady Aphrodite is going to be a mother, the mother of Master Abigor's children. Can you imagine how beautiful their children will be?" "Those babes will be a mix of black and white. I have never seen those before." "You know what, you are correct, Violet, I have seen none neither." "Have the both of you been living under rocks that you have never seen a coloured? There are plenty of them. Many of them are house slaves and educated." "I was tended to by a coloured doctor when I was giving birth." "Coraline, you have a babe?" "She has two, dimwit, keep up with the times she comes to work with a big belly."

Lady Arabella sighed. "It's fine, my lady. I believe it can be done swiftly because we need you to start up the ceremony," Ellen stated. "I'll be with you shortly," Lady Arabella said, a sinister smile on her face. Approaching the statue, she knelt. "Great Circe, from the flames of your divine lineage, I call upon the ancient powers." Wind encompassed her, strong enough to pick up debris but not to destroy the surroundings. "Grant me the fiery strength to rise, a Phoenix queen ablaze, to scorch the foes that stand against my path," her hands alight with flame.

“It may not be safe.” As the light slowly faded out, I could see Circe on the ground, the light fading out into her hand, into whatever it was that she held. She appeared unconscious. “Circe!” I yelled as I ran over to her, kneeling beside her. “Circe! Are you okay?” She groaned as she opened her eyes. “I’m okay, but it’s a lot of magic to use and I didn’t trust anyone to come with me to do it. Even as a queen, somethings are best kept a secret.”

“Circe.” She wraps her arms around her daughter and sighs happily. “She said Circe. She called Lady Camille… Circe.” Lex gawks. “Lady Camille is a Goddess.” The goosebumps on my arm flood my entire body. I look at Delilah and raise my eyebrows. She holds my hand and uses the other hand to place a finger over her lips and nods. “I guess that explains how Delilah became so good with potions.” I say to Lex, still in disbelief. “Does that mean Delilah is a Goddess too?”

"A witch, whose power source is wind. She is an orphan. That’s her identity. Except for that, she is the Luna of Alpha Nathan Gayle of the Wind Winder Pack. So, I thought. Nevermind." Wylder looked at Circe in search of any comment that Theodore had recently made, but she started rotating her eyes in all directions. "Do we have any sisters?" Wylder asked, observing the increase in her heartbeat. His eyes narrowed when Circe fell on the bed and started acting like she was unconscious. "Such a kid." Everyone heard Theodore speaking in a low tone, which Circe couldn’t hear. Like really? She really th

Hunter stared at me strangely "What happened Sydney,why do you look so frightened....Do you happen to know her" I gulped and managed to speak "Yes I know her,her name is Circe... and she is terrible, she's also a hybrid,a murderer and she deserve to die a very shameful death". To be continued.....

It sounds like a lullaby, but hell, it makes my head twitch in pain! The arrow I materialize fluxes, as I unconsciously kneel on the ground. I cover my ears, but their voices echo in my head. "Arghhh!" I groan in pain as their voices intensify. They won't stop! The Charybdis is now roaring, but the sirens keep on pestering me! "I'll take care of those ladies," Circe said and immediately disappear from my sight. But she left a magic circle around the ground I'm stepping on. And I'm surprised when the voice abruptly stops. I wonder what Circe do to them.

I grit my teeth, ready to face whatever Circe has planned, knowing that her magic never comes without a price. Circe smiles at me, slowly approaching us. Fenrir growls, letting her know not to come any closer. She tilts her head before saying, “Is that any way to treat the person who will help you get your true mate back?” Fenrir bares his teeth, showing he holds no trust for her. Her laughter is soft and unsettling, echoing through the silent forest. "You can hate me if you want, wolf, but you need me more than you care to admit," she adds, her eyes glinting with ancient mischief. I steady myself, wary yet unable to ignore the