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No one would. "Well, She couldn't give us more information, but what she told me was that the creatures we would be looking for were of lycan clan, " He said as smirk. We were closer than we thought but still very far behind. "Isn't she an Oracle?" I asked, surprised because, according to me, the Oracle was supposed to give us the names. "She is, but her spirit got detected before she could see the person's face, so they have an Oracle too," He said as worry suddenly came to my face.

He loved her. She stirred before opening her eyes, they looked clueless as she stared about before realization dawned on her and she felt like plucking out her soul, she was seething as she wore her nightgown. Where was that son of a bastard? She was going to kill him, break every bone in his body. Abdul-Dayyan walked out of the bathroom with just black sweatpants, a hand was plunged into it's pocket and a lazy smile was on his face as he leaned on the doorframe watching her.

“There is one… a vampire born of royal blood but long ago cast out. She turned away from court and kin, choosing to live among humans in silence and solitude. She is cold. Calculating. But underneath it all—fiercely loyal. She has not been touched by our politics, and that makes her… pure.” “And her name?” Selene asked gently. “Isolde. She is a fighter. A strategist. She will not kneel to anyone… but she will rise for what is right.” “Then summon her,” Selene said. “Let her walk among the wolves.” Thalos snorted. “She’ll love that.” “Then she’ll fit in fine,” Ignivara said with a smirk.

(The Sorceresses) Founder: Keyalla – (Kay-AL-ah) Maajira (Mah-JEE-rah): Vedila – (Ve-DEE-lah) Keyla – (Kaylah) Breya – (Braya) Ciara – (SEE-arah) Luceya – (Loo-SAY-ah) Allayna – (All-AY-nah) Halina – (Hal-EE-nah) Munira – (Moo-NEE-rah) Keyla’s Mother and Grandmother Adeline Soril – (AD-eline SO-ril) Elmina Dorvan – (Ehl-MY-nah DOHR-van) The Alva’himar – (Alvah-him-AHR) (The Dark Mages) Raamija (Rah-MEE-jah): Sapha – (SAH-fa) Zalikhe – (Zah-LEEK) Acheya – (Ah-KAY-ah)

She had turned into a mere spirit she could barely reach. This made Phidel palpitate with anger as rage welled up within her. She instinctively sniffed back her tear, drying the tears from her eyes as her face contorted with rage. “Who are they?” She inquired, her chest raising and falling with so much hatred. “Who did this to you? I’m going to pay them back with their own coins.” She hinted.

He growls as he spins the blade and points the edge at me. He isn’t one to play. The man before me holds no humanity in his dead eyes. He is a monster and if I wanted to survive; I needed to show him exactly what I was… “Evangeline Vilkas, queen of the wolves and the Goddess of the Moon. Help me, and your pack will reap the benefit of a future full of life, wealth, and prosperity.” The words slip from my mouth before I can even process them, my voice echoing through the trees.

Demonica asks. “Well, long ago there is this girl from the normal world who helped your mother Valeriana to fight my followers, her name is Rose. She is strong, meek and brave but so soft. The goddess of Evetora loves them as much and even blessed them with some gifts.” The scary voice said making me look at Demonica then to the place. “So, you are defeated by such persons?” I ask with sarcasm making Demonica look at me with scary glare but when she turns to look at me I see a different face of a scary woman.

"The Prince of Darkness and his wife will have another child. A girl." Elena blinked in surprise. Vlad froze. "A girl?" Elena murmured, touching her belly. "Yes." Isolde tilted her head, her eyes sparkling. "Her name will be Ravenna. And she will be extraordinary. Strong, fearless, and extremely like her aunt Valkiria... perhaps even too much so." Valkiria let out a loud, wild laugh. "Finally someone interesting in this family! I’m going to teach that girl how to rip out hearts before she even learns how to walk."

She was beautiful of course, with short grey hair, big round bronze eyes and a tall athletic body. “You can call me Jane.” “Jane?” What a weird name for an elf. “Would you prefer Mother Jane then?” She smiled and stuck out her tongue in a playful manner. This person just keeps giving me some strange vibes. My gut tells me I should get out of here as soon as possible. “What are they teaching you at the village nowadays? Aren’t you going to introduce yourself?” “I’m A-agafya…” The elf got closer to me and inclined her body a little to look directly into my eyes. Her friendly demeanor and imposing aura were making me self-conscious.

“I haven’t lied to you Tasha, in the small time you have known me. You might think otherwise, but it’s the truth. I might have withheld information or refused to answer, but I haven’t lied to you.” “Why do you think I might think otherwise?” “I think both of us know the answer to that.” Tasha does not say anything in response to this, so Evarius continues, “My mother was a witch. The book that you have, the Valkyrie Opus, is written by my mother. Her name was Valkyrie Serafina. Silvan was my father’s name.” “Your mother turned you into a vampire?!” Tasha exclaims, looking shocked.