Hecate Flowers Novels & Stories

Who is Hecate? "Hecate is the goddess of magic, crossroads, witchcraft, sorcery, ghosts, and necromancy. These four she created are the first generation of witches. From them come all witches occupying the world today. It's been so many centuries, that no one knows how many are dead or still alive out of the four. Now be the judge– how easy do you think it is to get an ancient witch?" "I see..." I whisper without looking him in the eyes. Sneaking a peek at him under the veil of my thick lashes. Even if I didn't trust my parents, I should have trusted him at least. I acted rashly. I walked out of everyone.

They all crowded outside the bubble barrier. As predicted by Zeus, it happened. The flowers blooming in Naitura fell, piled together, and then the petals slowly fell off. It was in the air beautifully, as if dancing. The petals form something. The sudden burst of light made the gods narrow their eyes. Until the thing you've been waiting for lands perfectly on Naitura's roots. A baby girl. The baby is the power set of Hecate. His physical, mental, destiny, life, and partner, were determined by Hecate. The baby's name is Cia.

I had never seen something of this nature before. "Of course, you haven't seen it." I jolted at the sound of Hera's voice. Surprised that she must have read my thoughts. "But it's quite easy to identify. Its petals are a combination of orange and peach with a stalk close to the color of white. It has thorns like the stalk of roses. When you see it, you'll remember my description." "Where exactly do I find it?" "It grows directly behind the walls of the Pack. Just a stone's throw from the walls. It grows as a wild bush. I need you to uproot a plant, insert it into a jute bag and safely transport it back here."