Devil's Ivy Spiritual Meaning Novels & Stories

“Let our future generations be known that Spirit Turtle blood is imbued with evil energy. Though it may greatly boost one’s strength, it can also make one experience Energy Deviation. Those who wish to enter, beware!” After they finished reading it, the two looked at one another.

He muttered and stood up. They both walked to the cemetery. The twilight ivy, a purple flowery plant with a very long rope-like root, was believed by the pack and its ancestors to have some special properties. It was believed that when planted at the head of a tombstone, it would aid the wolf spirit in making its way to the moon goddess. The alpha of the pack, his Beta, and Luna could be the only ones to plant it. Rick looked around, Beth would not be caught dead dirtying her well-manicured hands. He scoffed and crouched at the head of the first grave.

Gabriel arched a brow and tilted his head slightly like he was examining each movement I made, ‘What’s bothering you then? Pulling a sticky note from the pad, I slapped it on the page and wrote a note: Vervain. Protects believers against evil spells or negative energy. It can also be used to purify sacred places. Breathing deeply, ‘It’s the same crap, Gabe,’ I exhaled, ‘I just feel like I haven’t gotten anywhere with my research to find my parents.’ It was the truth, that statement, but it wasn’t the whole truth. ‘Hmm, is that all?’

Trish read aloud from a cracked and brittle tome, its pages inked in rust-red script. “These spells should hold them inside,” she said, eyes scanning the faded symbols. “The markings came from an ancient Sumerian text uncovered in Jerusalem. Each one represents a guardian angel at the four points of the compass: Michael for the North, Gabriel for the South, Raphael for the West…” She paused, her voice colder. “…and Jezebel for the East.” Scott finished carving the last binding symbol into the ground with his boot. “So they’re stuck, right?” “Not unless the lines are broken,” Trish warned. “So whatever you do—don’t break the circle.”

Please know everything will work its way out for you. I twist back and forth restlessly, unable to make heads or tails of what’s just transpired. Ivy’s hand is still clutched in mine as I slowly regain control of my motor function. What do the words mean? Who’s speaking to me? “Ivy…” I say again, a soft prayer spoken aloud. A hymn meant for whoever is listening to me right now. “Ivy, please, be okay…” The blood moon’s red glow continues to filter its way past my closed eyelids. Bits and pieces of children’s myths fly together like puzzle pieces. A sacred omen. A rare message. A blessing from the Moon Goddess herself, though only those most courageous could ever even dream of receiving it.

The lady said, taking Viviana's hand for a shake. “Viviana,” she replied, giving Sofia a shake while holding her gaze. It was like they could read each other for a second before letting go. “Any wild fantasies? Trust me, DD is the perfect place to unleash and do things you don't normally do. Like gamble,” Sofia pointed towards the gambling corner upstairs. “Drink to your heart's content,” she gestured backwards at the filled up bar. “Nah, not really my type.” Viviana said, placing her glass down for another round of drink.

“There's no information on his line of business. But you might wanna listen to this.” I press the phone closer to my ear. “What? Is he a gangster?” “Not exactly. He's known as the Devil of Deals in some really elite circles. Basically, he grants wishes in the form of deals. He's very expensive from what I was able to find. But very sought after. No one knows what he looks like, no one's ever met him before.” Devil of Deals? Come to think of it, I think I've heard something like that before. I can't place where exactly.

Ivy unrolled it and gasped. It was a prophecy. But not the one they’d read before. “When the twin-born heir opens the gate, And chooses light over fate, The Final Flame shall descend— Not to protect, but to cleanse.” “What does it mean?” Ivy asked, voice trembling. “It means your child’s choice might have sealed something else,” Seraphine said grimly. “Something ancient. Something even the Void fears.” That Night – Ivy’s Chambers Ivy stood by the window, watching the stars. The child moved inside her again, stronger than before. She felt their heartbeat syncing with hers.

To the untrained eye, they might look like tattoos. But in reality, they were a form of spirit-binding. Right beside them was the imprint of a red spider lily. Because the markings extended downward, and since he always wore collared shirts, she had never seen them fully before. Now that she had noticed, she wanted a clearer look. Without hesitation, she grabbed him and lightly pulled at his collar. It was well known—the red spider lily bloomed along the path to the underworld, guiding departed souls toward peace. Its meaning? The gentleness of a demon.

“What do you want from here, Pyro?” “Wow, right to the point. I’m looking for this girl right here that I found out by one of the females here that she’s going by the name Angel here.” I looked at the picture to see that indeed it was Angel, but why is he looking for her. “What do you want with her?” “She’s the property of the Burning Devils, and I want her back right now or things are going to get hot in here.” I looked to Levi to single to him that I need to speak to him alone.