Hecate Persona 5 Novels & Stories

She gave me a chocolate bar, “This helps me with the nerves. My name is Helena by the way.” “Thank you,” I took the bar from her, unwrapped it and popped it in my mouth. “I’m Ari.” “Nice to meet you, Ari. You are so pretty. What the hell?” a look of admiration shone on her face. “Girl. Have you seen yourself? You are literally like a doll.” I told her. We chatted for a while, and I learned that she was a college student here in LA and she was also a badass hacker. She was perfect.

"What couldn't you say in front of the Alpha?" Seraphina reached out, her fingers brushing the sleeve of my robe. Her touch was icy. "The people who destroyed my pack... they weren't just looking for the poison, Reylap. The poison was just a means to an end. It was a lure. A way to find out who knew the old ways." "I don't understand," I said, my brow furrowing. "Who were they looking for?" Seraphina looked toward the door, then back at me, her voice dropping to a ghost of a whisper. "They were searching for a specific healer. One who had been hidden away for years. One who carried a bloodline they need."

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This bashful maiden act has got to go. She grabs my chin with her thumb and fore finger making me look at her. “I’m Hecate, the goddess of witchcraft, magic, and ghosts. And on to you I grant access to my powers, may you use them wisely and may they help you on your quest.” She leaned forward resting her forehead against mine while running her hands down my arms. When she interlaced her fingers with mine, I felt this shock, and a surge of power ran through me. But I could finally truly see her. Hecate’s aura was lilac as were her eyes.

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."

I asked, stepping inside. “Of course,” she said with a cold smile. “The pact is failing. That foolish man is dying.” “Can you break it?” “I can.” Hecate stood up and circled me slowly. “But the price is high.” “What is the price?” She stopped in front of me, her bottomless eyes staring into mine. “The price is simple,” she hissed. “You will enter his soul and erase yourself. Every memory. Every touch. Every single moment you shared.”

Her father’s body seemed to sag with relief. “After the soul transfer. I will stay for a while. Let you say really say goodbye to her.” I don’t think they know what to say to that. But they will when the time comes. “No one is to know about this. It has never happened in the past.” I told them both. Just before Hecate appeared. Her appearance can be alarming if you’re not used to seeing her. Hecate has dark hair and dark eyes. For supernatural occasions, which this is, Hecate wears dark clothes and a spiked headpiece. She looks like an evil witch.

walked to Hades from behind. I placed my hand on his shoulder accepting my fate as his bride and queen. I saw Sheamus with a somber look on his face. I had a hard time believing we were going to be living together peacefully after this. I felt like he was signing his soul away, the soul of his pack to the devil himself. I couldn’t believe he was doing this for me! “Fucking shit! She really fucked me over!” “What is it?” I asked him when I saw him shaking in anger like he was staring at the moon like he was speaking with someone. “She said to leave her children alone, and do not tamper in her designated plans or she will banish me from this world! What’s worse is she called upon Hecate and Ar

Hecate had no reason to hate her. "That sounds difficult," I said, keeping my voice neutral. "But I am not sure what you expect me to do about it." Carmen's eyes gleamed. "You are the queen's healer. You have access to treatments, potions, magic that others do not. I am willing to pay. Generously." "I see." I tilted my head, pretending to consider. "And what makes you think that I can help where others have failed?" "Because I have heard things about you, Hecate." Carmen's smile returned, sly and knowing. "Things about the Midnight Pack. About the magic that flows through its healers. I am not a fool. I know that you are more than you appear."

Her dark lipstick was highlighted as though she wanted to look tough which she was… The strange woman raised her hand before fisting it into a punch, ceasing every rogue from attacking our men above. “Let me introduce myself,” she began, a smirk playing at one corner of her lips. “I’m Hecate, the goddess of witchcraft… and also, Selene’s sworn enemy.” Recognition dawned on me that this woman was the same woman we’d heard talking to Levi. What the hell? If this Goddess was in love with Levi then who exactly was Levi?