Novel & Cerita Hecate

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.

"You are the one who killed her!" He grabbed his trident and smashed it on the ground. "I never want to see you again!" He turned and ran out of the temple without looking back. Zale looked at the broken trident. It looked just like their broken bond. On the other side, the High Priests met a worse fate. Hecate tried to go to the River Styx to find Kressa's soul pieces. But the God of the Underworld told her Kressa's dying wish: Never see the traitors again in any lifetime. Her soul pieces turned into starlight and would never return.

She felt blessed to have gained his respect, his touch, and the quiet promise of a future they were only just beginning to articulate. But with great love came an equally terrifying capacity for ruin. Turning her face slightly toward the breaking silver light of the sky, Maeve closed her eyes and sent up a silent, desperate prayer. She did not call upon the chaotic elemental spirits or the blood-hungry deities of the hunt; instead, she reached deep within her ancestral knowledge to invoke Hecate, the ancient goddess of the crossroads, the guardian of the night, and the protector of souls traveling through the dark.

Dumb right? I bumped into someone when I took the next turn sending their drink flying out of their hand, and all over my shirt. I reached for her hand to hold her steady, she almost slipped. “Oh, my God, you have no idea how sorry I-” The woman did not even let me land. “WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? CAN’T YOU WATCH WHERE YOU’RE GOING? ARE YOU STUPID, OR DUMB, OR JUST PLAIN BLIND?”

"Who are you?" The lady smiled. "My name is Maureen Moore." *** Anticipate. Title: Thralldom Tamara and setel are twins borne of the outcast clan. They survived beyond the pastures of the moire clan at the time when the kingdoms of Arisee and Izha stood against their brother clan Adar the re-known outcast clan. A festive day out in the thick bushes playing a hide and seek game with her brother's friends, Tamara is captured and kidnapped by the Arisee vigilante soldiers who traveled beyond their border in search of slaves believed to be Adar survivors who had dwelled far away from their oppressors.

He always uses a golden glove to hide it. "What do we do father?.." I asked. "Her blood can make the king immortal." Harrod answers. "Who?." "King Gerald's daughter." Father replies. "So?." "Get me her blood or I'll take away your right as the prince!." Father says with a serious look. I sigh and nod affirmatively. "No worries. Where is she?." I speak through gritted teeth. I'll do anything when it comes to having the throne!!. SAGE ACADEMY

“I know that there things you can do that no one else can. You have abilities that most Lycans don’t.” Elsbeth looked at them both for a while before sighing. “What’s yer name, lassie?” She looked at Melissa. “My name? Melissa.” Melissa was a little taken aback at the abrupt change in the conversation. “An’ Melissa, what do ye know of the daughters of Hecate?” Elsbeth’s strange eyes almost seemed to glow. Melissa blinked a few times. “Hecate? As in the Greek goddess of witchcraft?” “Somethin’ like that, yeah.” Elsbeth motioned for her to go on.

She is a virgin goddess and is the sister of Hades, Poseidon, Zeus, Demeter and Hera. Dionysus : Greek God of wine, grape harvest, the ritual madness ( I like him.) and theatre. He is the son of Zeus and Semele. Thanatos : Greek God of death. (Better known as the reaper.) He is the son of Erebos (Darkness) and Nyx (Night). Demigod : The offspring of a god and a human. (Sometimes other mythical beings too.) A half God to be exact. The list doesn't end here and these are only basics, the charecters will be explained again as we met them.

I said. “Grand witch Evanore Cinnabar Thornheart the descendant of Hekate, the goddess of witchcraft, magic, and the queen of creatures of the night; the goddess capable of walking through realms like doorways. That explains your aura,” he said. I tried to hide my shock. I was not aware there were people who have such thorough detail about my mother. It made me relax, giving me a sense of safety that I did not need to hide from him. “My aura?” I repeated, giving him a teasing smirk.