Guardian Of The Galaxy High Priestess Mga Nobela at Kwento

So, she made a pact with the Moon Triad that, upon choosing another mate and after marking him, she would feel no bond with her fated mate, severing any relationship or celestial tie. In exchange for her request, she would train her first daughter to be the Moon High Priestess, who was compelled for life to serve the triad on earth. My cousin Diana will become the Moon High Priestess when she turns twenty-one. Her function will be the portal between our world and that of the spirits and will have the power of healing. She cannot have a family, nor will he be able to have a fated mate, nor will he know that kind of love. That’s pretty sad to me, actually. Why will the triad continue to engage

But she couldn’t help but feel that way with the other. She’s hard to read, and the fact that she acted like she is hiding something. “Who are you!” she shouted at the other who was walking away from her calmly like nothing happened. Aedre stopped walking then turned her head to look at Tivona who had her hands clenched into fists at her sides, then spoke calmly. “I’m the guardian of water.”

The ritual leader shouted. Mr Phenyo and I stopped. Goshi the creature,had an evil smirk on his face,his eyes were hot red,his entire body covered in grey fur and a disgusting long grey tail. “I am Queen Raqa,the mother of demons. Who are you and why are you disturbing my ritual?" Said the ritual leader. “I’m none of your business,now release my friend you coward!" I shouted. The goshi creature laughed.The ritual leader also joined in and laughed as well. With her long black nails,the mother of demon’s pointed to Mika then shouted in her trembling voice.

He left after glaring at him, I immediately apologized for his rudeness. “Please forgive my mate. He can be difficult sometimes.” The High Priest nodded and accepted my money, but he grasped my hand. “Who gave it to you, Shyla?” His blazing eyes were fixed at the knotted thread around my wrist; it was out of my mind why he was so furious. “Maddox has asked a witch to prepare a protection spell for me as I am an omega. He had many enemies, so it’s for my safety.” However, the High Priest didn’t buy it, and kept twisting my wrist.

“Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.” Elara closed her eyes. For the first time, she did not deny. She did not flee. She accepted. The flames wrapped around her, and the ruins trembled with awakening power. ---

the guard stammered, then turned and fled the room. Ezra’s eyes snapped to me, and the glare he shot my way could have made the old me—Annabelle—wither in fear. But I was not Annabelle anymore. I was Melucia, the High Priestess, a woman carved from fire and bitter rage. He would have to try harder than that.

She is mine now. I ignored the shocked murmurs, my voice loud and cruel. “Don’t forget that if you dare harm my mate, you will not only make an enemy of me but of our two allied packs. They have offered protection to this woman.” “We will not tolerate a human as our Alpha Female!” Doreen suddenly bursts out, her voice high-pitched. “We will not accept a weak—” “Who said she was human?” I raised my brow. “I saw her—” She shuts up almost instantly.

Where they beyond saving? “What is your new order? Miranda. Reason with me. If you won’t give me the artifacts to give the Lords then reason with me. Tell me what it is you mean to do. What will the guardians do?” “I will not tell you, I will not give you anything. I want only Sacha. I want you dead, and want out of this place!” He had never heard of a Guardian going mad. She had told me all I needed to know and Sacha would not survive it.

“Jaiyana, before you put it on, know this—you must never take it off. It is a protection, Beti, for what is to come.” Jaiyana tilted her head, her eyes wide and curious, reflecting back the solemnity in Padma’s gaze. “What… what is to come?” she whispered, the weight of the necklace pressing insistently against her palm. Padma’s expression softened, but the intensity in her eyes never wavered. “There is more I must tell you. I am what is known as a Moon Reader—a lineage perhaps best described as witches, though we are much more than that. We have been waiting, in earnest, for the return of Durga’s spirit. And I believe… Beti, I believe she has chosen you to be her vessel.”

The high priestess never went anywhere alone. The High Priestess was a brown dainty woman with high cheekbones and long limbs. She could easily pass off for a fairy or elf. Her long hair cherry blonde hair was flipped to the side and atop it sat an almost invisible tiara that signified her position. Power fresh and raw radiated from her skin. Unlike most witches, she didn't use spells to make herself younger, she just didn't age. It was one of the gifts bestowed on the high priestess or priest of every witch clan.