Eurydice Prophecy Novels & Stories

Her eyes darkened, her tone carrying something deeper than her own words, like the Moon Goddess herself spoke through her. “Listen to me, child. You are the key, not Elliot, only you carry the thread of prophecy. That cannot be undone. Do not reveal your identity yet. Shadows crawl everywhere, enemies hide in every hall, behind every whisper. They hunt for the Luna of prophecy. If they find you before your time, they will tear you apart.”

The electricity searing through her, followed by the wild, heated burning sensation. “Why are you telling me this?” Jessica asked, her voice trembling as she spoke. “We are all connected, you and I,” Elias paused, “And the others. We are all involved in this; the prophecy has made it so.” Jessica felt her stomach knot and twist at his words, “Others? You mean….”

He looked like he wanted to say something else, but instead, he stood and placed the bear gently beside my pillow. “Look, kid,” he said, voice low. “We might be outsiders... but we’re not lost. We follow the prophecy. And we need you. You have to learn how to connect with your wolf. Control her. She’s stronger than anything we’ve seen. Stronger than any Alpha.” For a few heartbeats, we just stood there—until the sound of a key twisting in the front door made us both freeze. Click. My blood turned to ice. “My brother,” I breathed.

“I still don’t understand. What does this have to do with Hera.” “This prophecy was written centuries ago, before even I was born. It has long since been believed that the Ceryneian Hind is the Shield, as she protects our forest. Many even call this prophecy 'The Blessing of the Ceryneian Hind.'” Ailduin begins. I look back at the words again. “And see here, Princess.” Buppig says, pointing to the page. “The wolf is the natural predator of the deer. We thought at first that this had something to do with Dominic and Tialha, but now..."

-- There is a prophecy. From a psychic from the Northern Hemisphere. That there will be born a special messenger from the Moon Goddess to the wolves to face all misfortunes. A daughter who can prevent defeat, someone who can heal, a woman who will bring great offspring to their tribe. The special child of the Moon Goddess. But the psychic forgot one important thing. As the prophecy spreads, countless groups of wolves are hunting for the special child just to satisfy their greed and personal desires. They did anything to get that special Child. Including getting rid of everyone who gets in the way, without a second thought, like a cold-blooded killer.

Only time will unveil the truth that lies ahead, For the merfolk's fate, by their actions, will be led. Remember this prophecy, engraved in your heart, As you navigate the depths, playing your part." Tritan and Finrir remain suspended in the chamber, the guardian's words echoing in their minds. The solemn atmosphere envelops them as they process the weight of the prophecy. Tritan's heart beats with a mixture of fear and determination, while Finrir's presence brings a comforting sense of unity.

Her, at least, I feel like I can trust. There’s something eerie about Chalcea, something that’s neither human nor vampire, neither mortal nor immortal. Suddenly, I remember a rumour I once heard years ago—did you know that the Prince has an oracle? They say that’s why he’s not worried about naming an heir. Did they never tell you about the prophecy? Chryseus asked me that last night thirty years in the future. You have to know the prophecy, Annia said to me only five minutes ago. I frown at Chalcea. I can barely see you, she said—see? Or See?

We would send the news to Delphi at once for deciphering the contents’. Delphi was the only place that had the power to decipher Prophecies, provide premonitions and future tellings. It was the shrine of Apollo, the god of the Sun, and music and prophecy. The priestesses who worshipped and held the powers of the future at their fingertips were called Oracles. * * *

*“The breeze comes whispering in thy ear Till the gods comes flooding back with a ripply cheer”* “This line is the most crucial information for the first character mentioned in the prophecy, the goddess descent is someone who have wind attribute, and he/she shall be the key in the coming back of the gods.” *“Slender and clear were his crystal spars As flashes of light that trim the stars His dimension waits yet he seeks for the void Adversary behold coming back to this world”*

Before I begin the tale, let us bow our heads or raise our hands. Whatever your belief, close your eyes even for a minute and pray to be guided, and pray to never be as deceived and misled as Aphrodite got deluded. Turn around now, leave this book behind and never open it again for it is bad luck on your soul. It has been foretold that once you begin to read the tale of Aphrodite you are unable to stop until the very end.