Hecate Persona 5 Novels & Stories

It’ll heal, but not before that thing kills me. Unhurried footsteps approach me and I squint up to find twin pools of darkness peering down at me. Cold. Its eyes are so cold, I shiver. “What are you? What do you want?” I whisper, voice strained with pain. Its chapped lips lift into a smile that will forever haunt my dreams. “The Hekate. I have come for you.” It grabs my ankle, claws shredding my skin and I scream as I am suddenly tossed into an even worse kind of darkness.

Catherine died instantly in the attack. I fought desperately to drag Ethan and his father from the twisted wreckage. His father fell into a coma, while Ethan's spine was damaged—doctors said he had only a 25% chance of ever being able to shift again. Victoria disappeared right around that time. She even broke up with him via text message. 【Ethan, my family has arranged for me to study advanced healing techniques in England. I think we need to reconsider our relationship.】

Alec Romanov was a great sailor until he fell in love with the goddess Hekacy. Surprisingly, the word "heka" in the Egyptian language is also both the word for "magic" and the name of the god of magic and medicine, Heka. Hekacy was the chief goddess presiding over magic and spells. Not only was she the one responsible for bestowing the first men the secret knowledge of using the art of witchcraft, she was also said to be the mother of necromancy. Not only that, but she holds a certain domain in the underworld as well and it was she who would appoint her lover the sacred task of ferrying souls who died at sea to the worlds beyond using the famed, Phantom Ship.

Beside her, two big black dogs with red eyes were staring at Endora. She gulped nervously and waited for that lady to speak. 'Am I dead? And that's why she is here to take me with her?' She wondered. "You're not dead," Endora heard a soft chuckle from that lady. "I apologize for not introducing myself. "I'm Hecate," she spoke. Endora kept staring at her, wondering who Hecate was. "Goddess of witchcraft," Hecate put pressure on her mind.

“You can keep fighting for them. For people who fear what you are. Or” He pressed something into her hand. A metallic chip, etched with a strange logo. “You can join me. We end this war from the inside. Take down Von Richter, Hekate, everyone who used us.” Sebastian groaned from behind. “He’ll poison you with false purpose, Alma.” ARES didn’t even look at him. “He lied to you. I won’t.” Alma’s fingers closed around the chip. “Why now?” ARES lowered his voice. “Because Hekate wants you dead. She always has. But she made the mistake of raising me first. And I want her gone.”

A) John Ozais Screeman B) Khloe Dave C) Maria D) Jace E) Juliet F) Sam G) Raphael H) Pete Pratt I) Butt J) Claire Johnathan K) Margaret Johnathan L) Hilda M) Arakah N) Azazel O) Hades P) Gefion Q) Morgana Le Fay R) Danrakah S) Abyss Which character was the personification of greatness and blunt power amongst the supernaturals? A) John Ozais Screeman B) Khloe Dave C) Maria D) Jace E) Juliet F) Sam G) Raphael H) Pete Pratt I) Butt J) Claire Johnathan K) Margaret Johnathan L) Hilda M) Arakah N) Azazel O) Hades P) Gefion Q) Morgana Le Fay R) Danrakah

“But someone has it. Can you pull it off?” “Yes,” Rowland answered immediately. “Who is the person, and where is he located?” “Deluca Carlos,” Ryder said. He picked up his phone and typed something. A soft ping sound came from Rowland’s pocket. Rowland reached into his pocket, and brought out his phone. A location pin appeared on his screen. “That is the location of the bastard,” Ryder said coldly. Rowland studied the location for a few seconds. “What is the video about?” Rowland asked. “So I know exactly what I’m looking for.”

"That's good. It's not easy raising a pup alone. I always thought you were a single mother." I smiled faintly. I wasn't before, but soon I would be one. "Megan Cross, you're the most skilled healer we have. Without you, the common folk won't have anyone to treat them. They can't afford the fees of the nobles' healers." Emily glanced at the patients lying nearby and sighed. I gave a helpless smile and turned to leave the healer's tent—only to run straight into Alpha King Jason Boone of the Northern Realm and Princess Bailey Shaw of the Silvermoon Pack. They were both visiting injured warriors.

Recognition of the fucking bastard who kidnapped me hits hard, and I bark the questions, “Beta Stevens? Where the fuck I am? Why the hell I’m I doing cuffed to a bed, naked next to you? I swear to the goode-.” He calmly pinches my jaw between his two large fingers and commands with a deep voice, “Jack. Look at me.” I have no choice but to look at him. His eyes are naturally pale blue but they turn to a beaming purple as he chats something in an ancient tongue I don’t understand a side for a name werewolves ought not to speak: Hecate, Seline’s rival.

I was also worried they would reject me because I was an omega in this pack. I look up admiring my mate. Jason has dirty blonde short spiked hair, Amazing chocolate brown eyes, a strong prominent jaw shaved clean of any facial hair. Muscular shoulders and arms with a lean stomach and slender muscular legs. I squeeze his hand as we take our seats in the back seat. He looks down at me with a slight grin knowing I was just checking him out. "I Clarissa Klair Hercules, daughter of Beta Andrew Hercules and Melissa Clare Jackson accept you Jason Cole as my mate."