Novel & Cerita Hecate Love Interest

The Demonkin still stirred. The Lunarch still plotted. The realms still watched. But Raven and Victoria — bound by blood, by shadow, and by unbreakable love — were ready. Queens of Valros. Partners in war and peace. Together until the end of eternity. And the story of the Necromantress and the Blood Princess was only just beginning.

Alois Devaraux, the first Emperor of Heaven who is known for his excellency in crafting weapons, set his own foot on the land of mortals to bring peace and execute the wolves using his very own hands. Meanwhile, in a far away mountain located in the land of mortals home a woman who fell in love with a wolf, Callista Cournellier. Upon searching for a Comfrey amidst the forest, she stumbled upon a man whom she thought of as a hunter, Louis Valentine. Their meetings did not end in this and they eventually got married. The woman soon bore a child in her womb. The gender is still unknown but a decision has been made to call the baby Anastasia if it’s a female, or Gavin if it is of the opposite ge

I found myself drawn to his ice blue eyes which have become my new favorite color… after pink. He gave me a small nod. “What do you mean Lisa? I thought Hazel was his mate.” Luna Mia gave me a frown, I could see the reproach in her eyes. “No mother, he chose me as his Luna.” She said with a bit of pride in her voice that her tears were completely gone. “Yes, Alpha and Luna Rossi, I would be taking Melissa as my mate, I had no idea that Hazel was your daughter,” Brian said. “It's alright, so when will you and my daughter be getting married and I hope she-” Luna Mia discarded every bit of familiarity as she glared at me. I knew she wasn't my mother but why did she make such absurd claims? “ wo

His hatred for her was ninety percent while his love was only ten percent, whenever he sees her, anger and hatred burns in him but when she is not around, he savor the feeling that she is his wife, but heaven he hate her now and he doubts if this wall around him will ever break, he doubts if he will ever learn to love her again. Michael opened his eyes and heaved her sigh, he hates thinking so deep and can't believe she had made him do that, he started the car and slowly drove out of the driveway, he stopped when he noticed a black car parked opposite the house, he lowered his window glass and signalled to the driver of the car, who got down and walked to him "don't leave her alone" he order

His thoughts were in different places as he thought of what had happened back there. They had lost members of the pack to the attack. Thoughts of how there would be a blood bath once the savior arrived kept filling his mind, and he could not help but feel tensed. However, looking at her lying there, her soft snores filling the room. He knew what he had to do. There were in this together, and since the goddess of love had already foreordained him as the rightful mate to her, then he was capable in that aspect.

It was this king of darkness, who had given me all his tenderness. Tears blurred my vision. A soft breeze rustled through the Tree of Eternity, and its silver petals began to fall around us like snow, releasing a cool, enchanting fragrance. There, in that sea of blooming flowers, Hades gently took my hand. As if by magic, he produced a gem that held a captured star. "Lyra," Hades said, his voice steady and deep with emotion. "Will you stay by my side, forever? Will you share my throne, and rule the Underworld with me?"

She looked up as they entered, a slow, predatory smile spreading across her face. "You brought the sacrifice," Seraphina said. "I brought a funeral," Kaelor replied. He raised the Lunar Dagger. The purple light from the blade filled the room, making the hybrids hiss and recoil. At the top of the throne, Queen Hecate sat. She wasn't a monster. She was beautiful. A woman with hair like spun silver and skin like moonlight. She looked down at them with a bored, indulgent expression. "Kaelor. My favorite disappointment." Hecate stood up. She wasn't walking; she was gliding. "And the little songbird. I see you've had your hatchling."

"Goddess, why does our love carry such a heavy price? Why would the creation of life between us be destined for tragedy? Is there a reason behind this seemingly cruel fate?" The goddess regarded Hera with a gaze that held both compassion and ancient wisdom. "Princess Hera, Alpha Davien, the roots of this fate delve into the history of the supernatural realms. Your love, while extraordinary, challenges the established order—a union between vampire and wolf, two beings whose existence has long been dictated by separate paths." She continued, "The threads of fate are delicate, influenced by the eons of history that have shaped the very fabric of our worlds. Your love, though pure and powerful,

The presence here is so heavy, so I am becoming too nervous right now. I was just standing in front, looking around, waiting for something to happen. I took a deep sigh and then said, "Uhm, A pleasant day to you, our deity. I am the heiress of Vamparia, Celestine Duke, and I came again to this place to ask for your favor."

“You will enter his soul and erase yourself. Every memory. Every touch. Every single moment you shared.” I froze. “What do you mean?” “I mean,” her smile grew more sinister, “he will forget you completely. The moment you met, your first kiss, your mating ceremony, every single detail of the past seven years… all of it will be gone.” “In his memory, you will cease to exist.” My blood ran cold. “Is that the only way?” Leo asked. “Yes,” Hecate nodded. “The pact was woven from his love for her. Only by completely erasing that love will the pact dissolve.”