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THE GAMMA'S DAUGHTER
"But I was wrong. It wasn’t a second chance—it was a curse. Hecate wanted my soul. But when I was killed by two certain people, she couldn’t take it."
"You know about Hecate?" My eyes sharpened at the mention of the goddess of Darkness.
She nodded, leaning back into her seat.
"She seems to like you a lot," she mused. "Every time I’m near you, she appears to me. That’s why I keep fainting."
Her words sent a chill down my spine.
"Come to think of it, two other hybrid heirs have been killed by hunters recently," she added. "They’re trying to hunt you down."
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The Peculiar Flower
"Her majesty, I saw her in the passage near the Falling River. She was seriously injured and there was a flower with her."
"What flower?"
Amnisty doesn't answer right away. She and the queen already talked about this situation but they need to do it again to inform Dealla. She sighs before answering.
I hate repeating.
"It's Peony."
"Oh, what a nice flower and it's the favorite of our friend, Amnisty. Right?"
"You're right, her majesty."
"Since you don't remember your name, darling. How about I'll name you Peony? Is it fine with you?" The queen strokes some strands of Dealla's hair. She puts it behind her ear. The queen stares at Dealla’s face.
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Protected by the bully (#2 in Bully Series)
Alpha Hercules allowed some black businesses that were useful for the pack, and if so, he would not want to get caught by them and called a spy or something like that.
'This should be fine,' he murmured to himself and came toward a tree with flowers that smelled yuck. They were bright green in colour, looking fluorescent green. They had petals like hibiscus and stems like roses. He never took interest in botany or else he would have known this was some special flower that grew only in the werewolf dimension. But yeah, he legit knew its nectar was used as scent— a preventive scent with unbearably corrupted smell that smelled worse than grey water from sewer.
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Her Alpha's Secret
I step further.
Next to Diana is another figure. Taller. Darker. Wrapped in shadows and swirling smoke. Her eyes are blindfolded with silk, yet I feel them watching me. Her skin gleams obsidian, marked with ancient runes. In one hand, she holds a torch that burns with violet fire. In the other, a serpent.
Hecate.
Goddess of the crossroads. Magic. Witches. Keeper of all things hidden and forbidden.
I move forward slowly, silver flames rippling around my paws, burning brighter with each step.
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Stealing the Heart of the Lycan King
Servants were moving tables into place, while others adjusted the soft, glowing glamour lights above.
Tall crystal vases lined the center of each table, elegant and graceful. The floral arrangements clearly represented the different realms—blood red roses for the vampires, sky blue lotuses for the sirens, wild moonflowers for the werewolves, golden hellebores for the fae, and twilight-colored orchids for the witches.
I knew this because I had always loved flowers and nature. Even as a child, I could name blooms by their scent alone.
As I leaned in to inspect the bouquet on the head table, something caught my eye.
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Persephone: Leonidas' Domina
Hades knew it was not a derogatory remark for she envied his hair and always made a note to poke at it because he refused to make hers white as well and smiled, "Would you open your gift?"
Eyes on him with her hands on the box, she took off the ribbon, the silk wrap falling off before she took away the lid of the box and peering inside it, her wide eyes dilating as she looked at him, then inside. "You- How- But-"
He did not bother to help her say the words and she kept choking on hers before she took it out.
It was a necklace, made of flowers, flowers that shown like they were filled with lava.
Flowers that were only native to the underworld itself.
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Convergent
Isabella looks at him and asks, “Do you know how many relics Hecate created?”
Alec looks at her and responds, “Hecate created five relics. The dagger, capable of sending the person’s soul to hell itself; the staff, which is used to neutralize any living being, no matter who it is; the ruby necklace, which allows you to know if whoever is in front of you has bad intentions.” I watch as Isabella touches her necklace and says, “Is this one of those relics Alec?” “So, it is dear. I told you that when I gave it to you.” He then says, “the mirror, capable of transporting any deity through space and time; and, finally, the ruby ring, capable of transferring the powers of one being to another. T
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TREVOR
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.
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CALENDULA
She just wanted to remember how his daughter had survived until this moment, just like the flower she also watered every morning so wouldn't die.
Reya glanced at the woman beside her curiously, but it seemed that his mother was lost in thought of something when she heard his question. She was just curious because the last time played at his parents' house, the Calendula flower was not yet in their yard. Slowly, she plucked one of the flowers for attention. She knew the meaning of the flower in his hand, but she did not hate the flower only made it a memory in his life journey.
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From Runt To Luna
The image of Bianca carrying manure up and down those stairs had me giggling so badly.
“Yes, it does paint a pretty satisfying image, doesn’t it?” She said smiling.
“Yes, yes it does.”
I glanced at the plants again and I realized they were two different colored flowers.
“Um, Doc?” I asked, “So which flower is the less deadly aconite?”
“That would be the red-orange one.” She responded.
“Ah, alright. So what about the blue-purple one?” I asked.
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Frequently Asked Questions
Hecate's symbols are like a dark, shimmering tapestry woven with mystery and power. The torch is one of her most iconic emblems, representing her role as a guide through the underworld and the hidden realms. I've always been fascinated by how it mirrors her ability to illuminate secrets. Then there are the keys—she’s often depicted holding them, symbolizing her control over thresholds, whether physical or spiritual. Serpents, dogs, and crossroads also tie deeply into her mythology; crossroads, especially, feel poetic because they embody choice and transformation, much like her dual nature as both protector and destroyer.
Her connection to moon phases is another layer that grips me. The crescent or triple moon underscores her dominion over magic and cycles of time. I love how artists sometimes render her with three faces or bodies, emphasizing her triple goddess aspect—maiden, mother, crone. It’s not just about aesthetics; it’s a reminder of her omnipresence in life, death, and rebirth. And let’s not forget herbs like aconite or yew, which pop up in ancient texts as her sacred plants. Every symbol feels like a fragment of a larger, enigmatic puzzle.
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