Epic: The Musical #circe Saga Novels & Stories

Circe's face was a mess of tears and snot, without a trace left of the future Queen of the Gods. Sylvia raised her hand, and a silver-white divine seal fell onto the center of Circe's brow. "You slandered Vera and Orson as a whore and her lover, so I mark you with the seal of truth. From this day on, every time you try to insult them, the seal will speak the truth for you." Circe shook her head wildly and opened her mouth to curse me, but what came out was a different sentence entirely. "Vera is Lord Theron's own sister."

No response of any kind to let me know the real Sebastian is still in there. I look over just as Eisa receives a nasty kick to the face resulting in a split lip. Eisa touches her lip and looks at Circe in shock. Circe smirks back, “I’ve always wanted to make you bleed.” “That’s going to cost you,” Eisa says dangerously as she summons her water whips once again, wrapping them around Circe’s throat. Eisa steps on the whips, forcing them to yank Circe’s body to the ground as she lets out a cry of pain, and as she hits the marble floor, Eisa flips over her body pulling the whips with her. As Eisa lands, the whips pull Circe up and over Eisa’s body, only to slam Circe right into the wall.

she said, her voice melodic and filled with warmth. Marcus stepped forward, guiding Zyra by the hand. “Circe, this is Zyra,” he began, but Circe raised a hand to stop him. “I know who she is,” Circe said, her eyes gleaming with joy. “I’ve known of her for some time.” She stood and approached Zyra, taking her hands in her own. “Welcome, Zyra. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” Zyra felt a wave of warmth and acceptance from Circe’s touch. “Thank you,” she said, her voice a bit shaky. “I came to see you because I need help with my abilities.”

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?!

Then she blasted a steaming ball of energy towards him and he landed on the other side and formed a huge crater around that spot. Again, he heard the noise of the struggle of gods and demons, that was witnessed enough to call the attention of anyone who wanted it, it was at this time the thud when, the demon rose and launched a gust of fire in his direction to Circe who was also played on the other side.

As both of them were of same height Fuoco's feet were now on the ground. She tried to balance herself as jamie dragged her towards his red Jeep Wrangler. He brought his mouth near her ear and said," I want to help you or else you will die for sure.... Let me help you princess .... I promise as long as you will be mine... I will save you from Derek and his men You can't even imagine what he has planned for you... If they caught you...you would be doomed... As long as you are ready to co-operate... I will not hand you over to them....and

They jump quickly dropping their phone immediately they see me. "What's going on?" I ask looking at them weirdly. "Nothing." Paula says getting up and hiding her phone behind her. "Then why are you acting weird and shifty." I ask. "It's nothing really." Jasmine says mumbling. "Okay then show me the phone." I say. "Sofi it's nothing." Paula says again. "If it's nothing then show me." I say again. "Okay but it's probably just a friend thing." Paula says showing me her phone. It's a video of Noah and Sam at a Beyoncé concert, Noah has his arm wrapped around Sam.

I stated. The weird sisters only bowed in response. The next problem we had was a means of transportation. Circe was still thinking about it when a horse appeared out of the blue. She smirked and ran to it within a heartbeat. She mounted the horse and began to ride out. I was a good rider myself so this was a piece of cake. The weird sisters took their real form and began to cackle through the air in all their horrific glory. We had barely made it out of the Priestess' territory when a sword was launched at me. My reflexes were fast thanks to my Beta training— Circe tapped into my strength and I bent backward, watching the sword pass over me, barely an inch away.

The Luna Goddess, the Moon Gods, the Mountain spirits, the Seven flames… it was all folklore intended to soothe sobbing babies at night and adults who feared the concept of death and hoped that, somehow, there would be peace beyond the inevitable darkness. But there were no gods. There was nothing but lies and a need to console our inner child. If they did exist, then they were perhaps the most ruthless, useless beings to roam the skies. Criminals. Torturers who subjected suffering upon those who didn’t deserve and stole all that Alessia ever had. A body suddenly appeared behind her, nearly startling her skin off, and she jumped as a result before whirling around, hand poised over the gleami