Hecate Crossroads Novels & Stories

She goes to a drawer and retrieves a big brown book. "I keep a record of all the Creatures I've come across. There was a particular Demon. A succubus." She says flipping through the old pages stopping at her destination before handing me the book. "Isn't that the female version of an incubus?" Anessa asked. "Correct. I came across a transitioning Hybrid. Half Succubus, half Mara Vampire." Haer starts to say. "What does that have to do with Meave?" Meryl asked curiously.

I jumped the high stone wall and sprinted into the dark woods, pushing my body faster than any normal wolf could move as I headed toward the border of the Gray Zone where the trees grew crooked and the air always smelled like old smoke. I ran for hours until my lungs were burning and the sun was starting to come up over the jagged peaks of the mountains, and I eventually reached the entrance to the cave where the witch Hecate made her home. The entrance was covered in thick vines that felt like they were moving as I brushed past them, and the inside of the cavern was filled with the glow of hundreds of small candles that were floating in the air without any support. Hecate was sitting by a l

The plan was that Brynn’s group would follow us but eventually break off when we got to the junction that would lead us to where we needed to be and them to the back room where Hecate would be caged. Thank the goddess for Ziyah’s simulation because it helped us prepare more than anything else could have. That also included which areas were inaccessible without Precoza blood. These hidden stone passageways had blockades in place that only opened with it. The backway to the room where Hecate would be would also require it, which was why Brynn had a vial of that liquid key in her possession. ‘Remember that if you come across any vampires who have a crescent moon with a dot drawn somewhere on th

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

She put on some light makeup, then covered her neck that has some hickies that Hecate gave her. She put on her white heels and Hecate wore her black stiletto. The two of them got out of her room, then walked toward her father's office. As they walk hand in hand, Hecate is sweating bullets because she's gonna meet the king of Greece also Hestia's father. Hestia squeezed Hecate's hand to reassure her. After a few minutes, they arrived outside his office, and Hecate is becoming more nervous, good thing that Hestia is there to ground her.

The goddess murmured, tapping her chin. My eyes wandered to her hands, and I noticed some inklings in them. Or more like the symbols around the dungeon were on her hands. The more I gazed at them, the more it dawned on me, I wasn't in front of just any goddess, but the goddess Trivia, also known as Hecate! The goddess of witchcraft, crossroads, entranceways, night, light, magic, and necromancy! Perhaps there were other things she was the goddess of, but that was the only thing that could come to my mind as I stared at her in awe.

At that time, Hecate was surrounded by three gods of darkness. As for Hecate was the representative of werewolves, Nix was the representative of vampires and witches. HErebos and Chaos and Chaos was the representative of chaos and darkness. - Would you like some tea, coffee or biscuits? – Erebo was the first to ask, when each of them surrounded him, when they offered him something, and Erebo was the first to get up, take him by the hands, not letting him have any reaction, he followed by sitting down beside you on a couch against the wall.

It was almost not noticeable due to how tiny it was on the map, but people often visited it for tourism purposes and its beautiful history. The structure had been there for twenty decades, where the people of Sechester often worshipped their deity, the goddess Hecate. Hecate was known to be the chief goddess in charge of magic and spells. She was the Greek goddess of witchcraft, necromancy, ghosts, the night, and the moon. Kira passed by two pillars erected for the goddess in front of the temple- they were known to wade off evil. She yanked the torch nearby and tossed it towards a chandelier nearby.

I stare at myself in the mirror and remind myself that I need to be better, stronger, faster. “You know how far away Summer Hill is?” Aunt Jo asks me as she ties the laces on her sneakers. “I do.” It’s going to take us hours to get there. But I needed to run. I need to think about what I want to say to him. Which is why I ask what deity witches pray to. “Hecate. Ora. Witches pray to the goddess Hecate. Wolves pray to the goddess Selene. It is said that Hecate and Selene are friends.” The thought of that comforted me. My aunts may be together in the afterlife if their goddesses are friendly.

Libidinal and Deorsun paid each other a visit, that should have been impossible, hadn't he passed the ending ceremony. - I heard he passed the ceremony. - Deorsun said. 'There would have to be something.' he said. - If he passed, then he may have a specific power. – Libidinal said. Medea, Nix and Circe appeared there with Hecate who looked curious. "It's been generations since I've seen anyone with a power to draw energy or able to channel. – Hecate said. – Healing through energized waters who knows. – Hecate said.