Circe Novels & Stories

the woman purred, her lips almost touching the back of my ears. A light touch at the back of my head, and then the blindfold was removed for the second time today. The lady trailed her fingers from the chair I was on to my body as she walked around me, back to my front. I blinked furiously as "Hello, Zirah." She smiled triumphantly at me. "Helen." I gasped out as fear overtook me.

Drake asked. "Whoever wears that means she is the Legendary Goddess. There are plenty of necklaces that can identify the legendary goddess. The necklace has a mixture of symbols of two races. It just looks like the necklace that Sophie is wearing. The crescent moon symbolizes the race of vampires. The blue full moon symbolizes the race of wizards. It means that Sophie is half vampire and half wizard. " When the king said that, our eyes almost popped out. S-Sophie is one of the legendary goddesses?!

Her eyes turned completely white. From her woman like voice, it changed into voices of different ages and gender. An old man, a child, and a lady’s voice came out of her mouth when she spoke. “The time has come, that when the moon blankets the sun, the Herald of the embodiment of evil shall be crowned as Queen. A woman with bright purple eyes,” Cassiopeia said. Taylor turned her gaze to Felix, “amethyst eyes,” she said. “The crown will grant her powers beyond her forefathers and shall bring chaos and peril to us all. She shall come to destroy our land and the away the heart of Nuella Sangre.” Stefan and Taylor turned their gaze to Felix once more.

A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, adding to the serene atmosphere. Circe was seated on a wooden bench outside, busy grinding herbs in a mortar. She was a striking woman, her beauty undiminished by age. Her long, silver hair flowed gracefully down her back, and her eyes sparkled with wisdom and warmth. She wore a simple yet elegant dress that seemed to flow like water around her. As the group approached, Circe looked up and her eyes immediately found Zyra. A gentle smile spread across her face as she nodded in recognition. "I have been waiting, child," she said, her voice melodic and filled with warmth.

Tyler said. Kyra said nothing. She’s trying to keep her eyes open so she won’t go to sleep. Suddenly, powerful energy hit Tyler’s back, and they both flew. Kyra and Tyler stumbled across the grass a long way apart. Tyler spits blood and felt his lungs come out with the sheer force of energy that hit his back. “Do you think you can escape?” Circe was a stone’s throw away from Tyler and Kyra. She was wearing a black dress and has black long wavy hair. Her nails are black and she’s wearing a snake bracelet on her right wrist.

‘Or am I just imagining things? Remus didn’t reply so I splashed water in Elaine's direction. She only smiled for a second before returning to her anxious expression. The longer I stared at her, the deeper the words of Alpha Kairo sank in. ‘Evil sometimes takes the appearance of those we love. Look at her, Tyler. Her innocent eyes could be the piercing ones of that witch. Her hair as black as moonless night will soon be the last thing you behold before she squeezes the air out of your lungs. The Greek Wolves know the face of Eliane for she once came from us. A child of Circe, the Goddess of Sorcery. Punch me if I’m wrong but I tell you, Diana’s Edge is enchant

There are seven Oracles in the Lycaon palace, but one of them was the most powerful and closest to the moon goddess as everyone believed. Her name is Cordelia. She was a popular oracle, talked about around all werewolf and Lycan packs. As we approached her shrine, goose bumps started to creep up my skin, along with a banging headache. I started to panic. Ever since the incident where Draven got shot, I haven’t had this recurring headache. I wanted to believe it was gone forever but as I started to feel the pain, fear crept in.

he asked. "Yes, you." She paced toward him and snaked her arm around Etiennette's before leaning her head against her skin. "Hello, Logan Pearce. I’m Cirilla Fiona Riannon. Call me Ciri." She smiled. "I heard you won against the world's leading champion in that showdown at River Lidra. Your renown reaches the seven seas. I've even heard of it!"

"I am Alpha Ezekiel, this is the Bloodhound pack. And you are a rouge in my house, surrounded by my warriors, and my pack of 1500 men. You're not the one with the power here, I am. So when I ask a question I except it answered. Now. Who. Are. You?" I clenched my jaw in frustration, he was right. I had no power. No choice. He could do anything to me right now. And I wouldn't have any help or any way to stop him. I nearly reached at the thought. I was fucked. Royally. With that in mind I responded to his question; "Cecil." "And where did you came from? Are there any more like you?" He fired the questions in quick succession. "The East Coast, I travel alone and have not come across another fema

The corners of his eyes crinkle as he sits down. “Tell me, Alpha Enrique, do you believe in the gods?” I cock a brow. “Yeah, maybe.” “Then do you believe that there was a time that the gods once walked this very earth?” “I guess so, there’s a lot of shit that exists that sounds unbelievable. What's a few immortals?” He smiles, “Then let me tell you about the daughter of the goddess Hecate. The Lesser Goddess, Circe.” This story has not begun and I already know I’m in for a long headache.