Hekate Novelas e Histórias

Something catches my eye, or someone more like I swear I saw Hekate, but when I look back, she isn’t there anymore. I don’t fear her, in all honesty. Hekate doesn’t have anything to do with how her witches act most of the time. She only has contact with a few of her white witches who practice pure magic. Most of the witches I run into are dark witches who are searching for the eternal flame to give them everlasting power.

- You are at the gates of the moon goddess' kingdom. If this is the Goddess Kingdom, I must have died. - Who are you? - I'm Hades, and I'm the king of hell. I shudder. - What do you want from me? - I come to get you. You don't deserve to be here. Your place is in hell. But rejoice, Your beloved son, Jackson, is there too.

she said as she handed over another doughnut box "You already gave me a doughnut box" "Yeah I know but I have to repay you for all the doughnuts delivery you did for me" "Take it while I will go share the rest with the others" "Hadi, is your mom always like this?” "She didn’t give me any doughnuts" Hadi frowned "Aya why didn’t you give her doughnuts" "She didn’t give me either," Ata said "Aww you’re so cute, don’t worry I will share mine with you," I said as I knelt next to them

Rama purred softly as he dozed off on the couch's curved back, where he had curled up to sleep. Raquel cast her eyes around the room and admired the paintings that hung on the walls as well as the figurines of the goddesses Morrigan, Hathor, and Vesta that adorned the mantel. Morrigan was the goddess of war and sorcery, while Hathor was the goddess of cunning. Vesta was the goddess of fire. The statue of Hecate, the Greek goddess of magic, which was almost as tall as she was and stood in the alcove next to the fireplace, was her favorite piece. It was good to be back in my own home. She had washed for a quarter of an hour, trying to wash away the stench of the Graysons' cellar as well as the

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.

Celine blinks, “So, not a bad influence on the world then. How is she asleep then?” She looks up at Luna, “Or is it not sleep?” Luna sighs, “It’s not sleep as you would understand it, but it is the closest description to what is happening to her.” Celine nods, “The truth is I don’t know why she’s still like this. She has been in this state for a long time now, and people who have seen her confuse her with Hecate. Goddess of the new moon, the underworld, and witchcraft.” Celine furrows her brows, tilting her head in confusion,

At that time, Hecate was surrounded by three gods of darkness. As for Hecate was the representative of werewolves, Nix was the representative of vampires and witches. HErebos and Chaos and Chaos was the representative of chaos and darkness. - Would you like some tea, coffee or biscuits? – Erebo was the first to ask, when each of them surrounded him, when they offered him something, and Erebo was the first to get up, take him by the hands, not letting him have any reaction, he followed by sitting down beside you on a couch against the wall.

Vladya’s defiance hadn't just distracted her; his rejection of her bond had created a tear in the ritual’s fabric. "Stay behind me." Kaelor didn't wait. He didn't shift. He ran as a man, but his feet left black scorched marks on the marble. "You think a memory can stop the sun?" Hecate screamed. She turned away from the silver sphere, her hands dripping with Aradaa’s stolen power. "I am the daughter of the first night!" She threw a bolt of shadow-fire at Kaelor. He dove, rolling through a pile of rubble.

Hel, Circe and Finvarra arrived not long after I took my place in the circle. I knew that Hekate, Selene, and Finvarra were the most on edge about Vincent and his increasing presence, which was becoming more blatant with his acts against them and their children. Hekate was the mother of all witches and magick; her witches were now hiding, fearful of being an unwilling sacrifice to him. Selene was watching many of her wolves' lives be taken, and had intervened as best as she could with several of the unaware warriors of the Blue Ridge pack. Finvarra was the Keeper of all the fairies. The forest surrounding the pack was already su

he smiled. Those words stung harder than venom. I couldn't believe he could say that… he could make me feel like a wretch. Living with my stepsister and my stepmom made life worse, but I thought life was worth living as long as I had him. But I was wrong. Life was a karmic death waiting for me. He pecked Tracy on the cheeks and turned his attention back at me with a hard glare. He clenched his fists and moved closer. “I, Alpha Dominic, reject you as my mate,”