Cordelia Ahs Coven Novels & Stories

Alessia’s POV Deep within the depths of the Coven and far from the light and fresh air above ground is where I wait for the high Council to convene. The fires have finally been extinguished and the door to the street expertly fixed with magic from Celeste’s brazen escape. The protection and concealment spells have been recast over the entire Coven so we are once again safe in sanctuary. Once they have all arrived we stand in a large circle facing one another, everyone here with the same determination and twisted sense of purpose. The silence in the underground shrine is absolute. The smell of earth fills my nostrils, the air is damp and moist.

He needed to be a part of this convo too and I wanted to ring Adrian before I told them both about my session with Aries. “Hey, girl, hey!” Ciel’s cheerful voice came from the other end. “Hey. It’s good to hear your voice. I have so much to tell you, but so little time. The main this is -- and I’m not sure how to say this, so I’m just going to blurt it out -- I think there’s a mole in your coven, maybe even more than one. When I got home, I was intercepted by Acelin, who had been sent to retrieve me. Claudis knew I had visited your coven and worked with Iyana, and that my powers had been unbound. No one else knew, Ciel. I hate to think that way, but it’s the only thing that makes sense. Is t

a male voice asked. I turned to see three guys standing there. Fucking hell, they are all hot and there is that damn scent again. One of them I recognized as Mykynzye’s husband, but I couldn’t remember his name. The other two I hadn’t seen before. As they sat down, I realized that the scent was not coming from either of them, but they had been around whoever that scent belonged to. “This is my cousin, Naemyrea. My Aunt, Myraia, who is the coven mother of the Coven of Ice and Fire. Their coven is located in both North and South Dakota.” Devon explained.

Cordelia Blackwell In the past two days, I’ve noticed that my strength was failing me. I have become weaker and weaker. The mark no longer burned, but my magic remained uncontrolled, and I remained tired most of the time. Tonight is the coven meeting, and I dreaded it tonight more than ever. I was sitting in the armchair in our parlor when I heard Morgana’s heels clicking on the marble floor. “Don’t worry. Everything will be fine.”

“Not just the magic. The structure of it. The origin.” Rowan doesn’t move. Doesn’t react. But I feel it— The shift in him. The tension. The awareness that this is no longer speculation. They know something. “How much?” he asks. Seren studies him for a long moment before answering. “Enough to know she is not simply fae,” she says. Silence falls. Heavy. Sharp. “Rowan,” she continues, her voice lowering slightly, though it carries more weight now, more intent, “what you brought into this sanctuary is not just a risk.”

I had barely seen any of this in my coven. "I would like to take this moment to thank Cordelia for everything she has done. I want to apologize for everything you had to go through here, and I wish and hope for everything to be better from now on." He said, turning to look at me, his words really touched my heart and I couldn't stop the smile that played on my lips.

Thirty-four: Roman Eliot “How do we even begin to find them?” Roman asked. “Well, that’s the trouble,” said Glinda, “no one really knows how. The Night Coven live in a magical community that moves whenever the group feels threatened. Merrick is the high priest of it, and he’s incredibly paranoid.” The two of them were in Roman’s study. The rest of the Powerists had gone, waiting for Roman to call on them when they were needed. Roman played with his hair anxiously. “Can’t you, I don’t know, seduce him here?”

"Don't mention it. You saved my life before. But this is all I can help you with. You'll have to find the saintess on your own." Eric looked surprised. "You mean you don't know where she is either?" Cordelia shook her head. "I don't! All I know is that the high priest has already arrived at the McDaniel family estate. Right now, he's meeting with the head of the McDaniel family. Beyond that, I don't know anything else." Eric was about to ask more questions when Andrew interrupted. "No point in asking more. Cordelia's just a regular cult member, and the Crimson Flame Cult's leadership would never casually reveal Shiloh's location."

One by one, our team arrives at the armory: Me and Dev Jared and Summer Jaiden, High Priest of the Maiden Coven Citra and her mate Michael Hawk, her counterpart from the Mother Coven Evanora and her mate Edward Jareth, High Priest of the Crone Coven Bella’s the only coven leader not joining—she’s going with Gregory, Jamal, Nyx, and Nathan to end the Riding Hoods. And honestly? Good riddance. Those witches are exactly the kind of chaos the gods would love to keep around.