Era Of Althea Grimoires Novels & Stories

Her voice had been soothing with rich quality, but when asking her question, it was crackly. "Greta? Unfortunately, she is with him. Sorry I can't scare her off all the time." Alaric looked apologetically towards Pru. "Why do you have a problem with Greta?" I asked as I stood up from the floor, brushing off the backside of my jeans. "She has something of mine," Pru grumbled. “Greta has Pru’s grimoire.” Alaric answered the confused looks Matt and I had written on our faces. "What?! How did she get your grimoire?" I was furious for Pru; no wonder she didn't like Greta.

I said pulling three thick books from my bag and slamming them on the table. He rolled his eyes and looked at me with a bored expression. "You think the answer is in some musty old books?" he asked. "Trust me, I've looked." "Just listen," I ordered. "I spent hours in the Alpha's library trying to find something...anything about witchcraft. After scrawling through almost every book I was beginning to think I was going mad but then I realised something. The books I was looking through were stories and historical facts about the pack- not top secret information concerning magic. A long and exhausted story involving a thorough search for a key no bigger than my thumbnail later I had access to th

“Then we’d better get to it first.” — Later that night, Aria sat alone in her chamber, the firelight flickering shadows on the stone walls. She held the old tome she had taken from the ancient library beneath the ruin—the Grimoire of Emberlight. Pages fluttered as she turned them, finding the section on blood-bonds and resurrection rites. Her heart skipped when she found the sketch—a figure wreathed in black fire, eyes hollow, wearing a crown of smoke. The page was titled: The Hollowed Flame—Last of the Veil Prophets.

I had to find a way to break this curse or I would die trying . We spent the rest of the morning in Althea’s room, poring over books that were older than both of us combined. Stacks of grimoires, ancient texts, and spellbooks covered her desk and the floor. The smell of parchment and ink filled the room as we flipped through page after page, searching for anything that might help us. “Most fate-related magic is tied to bloodlines,” Althea murmured, scanning a page with her finger. “Which makes sense considering Esther is involved.”

“The last of the Alavarens still exist.” It went to the pile of ancient books and pulled out one very old grimoire. The oldest grimoire, one that belonged to the Alavarens. All account of history was written there, including the kinds of magic and the ways to use it. The dark creature got hold of that book when Ravana was killed. Using its calloused and wrinkled hands, it scanned the book frantically, thirsting for information as to why Ember existed when all of the Alavarens were killed to extinction.

Chapter 37: Grimoire of Ebon Aeternum. "She must have had a hold of one of our world's greatest artifacts," Zavian said, his voice low and deliberate. "The Grimoire of Ebon Aeternum." The name hung in the air, heavy and foreboding, drawing a collective hush from the room. Even the bravest among them shifted uneasily at the mention of the ancient tome. Alaric's sharp gaze narrowed. "The Grimoire of Ebon Aeternum? That's nothing more than a legend."

Helena’s glowed soft green. Healing magic. The freed cult victims showed grays. Still tainted. And Aldric’s tent… “Do you see it?” Erica asked. I did. Oh, I did. Aldric’s aura had layers. On the surface: gold. Loyalty. Family. Purpose. But underneath, faint and hidden, something else pulsed. Dark red. Almost black. Hungry. Exactly like Seraphine’s had been. “Moon Goddess,” I breathed. Erica let go.

~EPIOLGY~ I hope you all have enjoyed reading The Alphas Witch. This is the first book in the series 'The Alphas'. I hope you will all join me in the next adventure,'The Alphas Secret Luna', where the 3rd generation of magic, William Harris, will take over the New Moon Rising pack and Harris Enterprises. While learning to control his powers and figure out how to capture his reluctant Luna's heart. Of course, we will not forget about our original cast of characters. They will need to help and guide William along his journey and put an end to the black market selling of pups. I looked forward to creating another world for you all to explore. Thank you all so much for your support and follows!

Jose said. I looked at Erica. "I don't care! You brought me here so that you will summon me into my world! Why did you bring me to this world? I do not want to be here in the first place!" I could feel the annoyance in Erica's voice as she screamed. The Alchanes just sighed. "All right, let's continue, so you know what to look for and get for the ritual," Erica became quiet when Jose said that. "As I said a while ago, The Magical Items is composed of Four things; the first is the Chalice of Sierra."

When I woke up, I was in an underground cell chained with silver, there was no means of escaping. I really wanted to see the face of my kidnapper. Who would dare attack an Alpha werewolf? I tried escaping from the chains, but they would not bulge and I was getting weaker and weaker. It was at that moment that I prayed for a miracle from the Moon Goddess if she would listen to my prayers. It wasn't long before the door rattled, and I was hopeful that it was someone who would rescue me. I thought wrong. It was my mate's Father, the leader of the witches coven. I was surprised to see he was behind my kidnapping.