Cordelia Ahs Coven Novels & Stories

I stand in the hall, staring at Cordelia, unsure of how to feel. "Chloe, Sukie is not going to let you have your life without a price," She exclaims, pacing the hall. I grab her arm to stop her. "Cordelia, it will be fine. Malachi and I will figure this out. I'm alive right now and that is what’s important," I say, wrapping my arms around her. "You are Colette's daughter for sure. You have her fierce attitude and leadership," Cordelia claims, pulling back to look at my face. "How can we help my mother and father become human again? Do you know any witches?" I ask her with hope. "There is one person who knows all the spells and is the most powerful witch," Cordelia declares, searching my face

Nexus laughed. “Change forms, I don’t like the way she is looking at you. Nexus needs to understand that I don’t need to protect you. Your power levels are too high for her the overcome.” Aria told her siblings, she said it through the group link so that we knew what was happening. “The power in your family is……….I wish. A Grey Coven is a coven that is both Dark and Light. They use some of the same spells we do but they stop at killing.” Nexus explained.

She answered with a regretted tone in her voice. “Where did the titans come from by the way?” I asked like a child who is eager to know about the spiritual history that I am in with. “They are the products of angels who interact with humans… if you remember their faces it’s the seven sins because when angels started to interact with humans. The knowledge begins so as the deadly sins” She answered and it makes sense. Now I gently connect the pieces even it is not yet complete. I looked at my sigil again. I don’t know what it means but I know it is a part of me that I need to discover. I lean on the wall when I suddenly remember about my mother.

As the walked towards the car, Jared called Edith again. “Get me everything and anything that you have on the veil. Turn the city upside down, turn men upside down, get informants, disgruntled former veil members, people whose lives have been touched by the machinations of the secret organization, anybody! Just make sure you get me information.” “Are we clear?” “Yes Sir.” Edith responded. With each revelation, Cordelia's resolve grew stronger. She refused to be a pawn in the Veil's game, and she was determined to reclaim her life and protect others from their malevolent influence.

They whirled and swayed with fervor. Among all the happy people, Azera Cordelia Ross was the star of the night. She was like the axis around which the attention of the pack revolved. Everyone congratulated her and never forgot to greet her with the title "Luna". Era received all the congratulations and prayers with a sincere smile, while her heart was enveloped in a warmth she had never felt before. The camaraderie and care that flowed through the pack gave her an indescribable sense of peace. In that moment, she felt deeply connected to the pack, so much so that she could clearly feel all the emotions and happiness they felt.

Maren raised a brow and pointedly looked at me, "And she doesn't have a death wish, the spirits are just pushing her in the direction they want her to go." "Well, you can tell the spirits to lay off a bit," I said, but Maren just shook her head. "No one tells them what to do, to be honest. And as to the how… Well, that's left for you three to decide. This coven I speak of is located in the ruins of Eldara. A place shrouded in mystery and danger. " "Eldara… I've heard of that before. I just don’t know where." Kylie said, her brow furrowed.

"You? You get a gold bar for burying a coffin. If your brother could do the job, wouldn't it be better? "You've laid to rest so many young souls, maybe it's your turn now." Mom's face twisted into something monstrous, her arms and legs jerking towards me like a puppet on strings. I sobbed and stumbled backward, "Mom, it's me, Silvia, what are you doing?" "The Haunts world is here. No one's going to make it out alive. I know how your blood calms the wind. Maybe if we drain it dry, they might spare us."

Respecting the request but maintaining protocol, the guards instructed them to wait until the time of the council meeting. When the meeting commenced, Leo sat at the head of the long stone table, flanked by the elderly wolves and senior warriors of the pack. The atmosphere was tense, silent, watchful. At last, Kaelen and his group were brought in. Kaelen stepped forward and bowed respectfully. “I am Kaelen,” he announced. “I come from the Lycan community. I seek peace, not war.” Leo gave a nod, his sharp eyes fixed on the stranger. “Speak, then,” he said. “Why have you come?”

“But someone must know more. Someone who remembers.” Liora nods her head, sighing as she leans back in her chair. “There is a coven. Old as time itself, some say. They were part of the last hunt, centuries ago. The only ones who kept true records of what happened. But you’ll have a hard time getting anything out of them.” I blink, my stomach dropping as she finishes her thought. “Because that coven,” she says slowly, her voice cold and deliberate. “Was founded by one of your ancestors, Hazel. Nicholas Grimshaw.”

“Right well, she did that and other such things. I don’t know what happened, but her coven turned on her. Your father found out they had lured her into a trap in the woods. Adam, her husband, came to ask for your father’s help to rescue her. It was a long time ago so I remember little, but it had something to do with her magic. I asked your father not to get involved, but Cordelia had helped the pack and us personally so much, not to mention she was a goddess blessed witch. In your father’s mind, it was his duty to help her.” “And then what?” “When he didn’t come back, we went out to look for him. We found him, Cordelia, and her husband dead. Next, we approached the witches to demand justice