Heretic The Originals Novels & Stories

“What, a bunch of violent drug dealers? You should see some of the people who back our films.” “I’m not talking about petty criminals, I’m talking about immortals and fanatical heretics.” “Now you’re sounding like a Hammer horror movie. What immortal heretics?” “Ever heard of a Mr Isimud?” “The guy who shot the . . . I mean, yes, someone mentioned him to me recently.” “I’m impressed, what did they say about him?” Jimmy shrugged. “Y’know, stuff.” Suzy rolled her eyes. “Did they tell you that’s who Melissa was looking for before she died? That she was studying the Qu’rm Saddic Heresy and . . . ”

“Is that… what I think it is?” Elena groaned. “Clara—” “That’s her, isn’t it?” Clara whispered, eyes wide. “Scarlett. The mafia queen. The owner of Club Vixen.” Elena said nothing. Clara grinned. “I remember the other night now. That’s who you’ve been thinking about.” Elena’s face turned crimson. “Clara, stop.” “Oh my God, girl,” Clara teased, taking a sip of her drink. “No wonder you were staring like you saw a ghost. She looks even more dangerous in daylight.”

“I don’t know why you consider me scum when you don’t have even a tenth of my mana. I thought elves ranked themselves in terms of magical power.” {How dare an heretic like you speak the language of the gods?} “A heretic, huh? I guess it depends on the gods. But how can I be considered a heretic when I am the mother of all gods?” {BLASPHEMY!} “I am not here to argue legitimacy with you. I just need to know two things. One, who is your leader and two, why do you keep trying to kill me?” {I would rather die than betray my people?}

Theria giggled and trotted off to say high to the crew. As they entered the training area a man wearing a stag skull helmet greeted him. He smelled like pine and the forest, and he looked like a huntsman from the middle ages. Slung across his back a Dragonuv sniper rifle and modern compound bow complete with arrows. “So the whelp finally arrives. The name is Herne the Hunter.” “Warren Vandal, a descendant of Troy,” He held out his hand and hoped the sniper would take it. A smile appeared through the thick beard, “The queen didn't tell us who you were. She just said you would be joining the team,” His voice remained friendly and even. “How is the eidolon?”

Their eyes carried the same unnatural silver light as the Sovereign. The battlefield itself reacted to their arrival. Convergence storms calmed. Recursive fractures stabilized. Even the white energy around Ethan pulsed differently now. Seraphine’s face tightened instantly. “Continuity Heralds.” Lucian frowned. “Why do all ancient civilizations sound like they’re naming heavy metal bands?” Nobody answered. The three Heralds landed silently across the battlefield facing Ethan directly. Sanctuary soldiers instinctively backed away from them despite their human appearance. The middle figure stepped forward. A man with long silver hair and emotionless silver eyes.

Melenia POV Sitting on my couch in front of my TV with a bowl of popcorn and soda, I watched the award ceremony. My eyes were glued to it, my fingers gripping my controller like a lifeline, waiting for my boyfriend to make an appearance. Luke Higgins, is the only man that I have known romantically since I was in college and my partner for the past couple of years. We met when he was going for his first acting audition, and in a rush, he bumped into me as we were getting on the train, and it was something out of the movie.

I sigh, remembering my big mistake. "The idiot wasn't my fiancé, but his brother. Thomas Conner who is the bastard". Answering stopping at the run, getting hateful just at the mention of his name. "My God Caty". She speaks surprised. "Don't worry, we'll think of something". She seemed confident, unlike me. I walk back to my office and as soon as I open the door I have a vision worthy of hell. "What the hell is this?" I ask loudly, staring at him with hatred.

Isisigaw ko sa buong kalangitan kung gaano ako pinagpala na makilala ka sa maikling panahon. Magpupuri din ako kay Bathala at ibibigay sa kaniya ang mataas na pagdakila dahil kahit maikli lang ang buhay ko dito sa lupa, ibinigay n'ya naman ang malaking himala bago n'ya bawiin ang hiram kong buhay. At ikaw 'yon Hunter. Ikukwento ko sa kanila kung gaano ako ka proud sayo. Na ikaw talaga ang gamot sa karamdaman ko.

I whispered, the horrifying, localized math of the last war clicking into place. I looked up at Valerius. "When the Hive-Mind fired the abyssal bullet at the Spire... I caught it in the subterranean aquifer. I inverted the gravity and shot the water into space." "I know," Valerius said. "You saved the city." "But before the bullet hit me," I continued, the blood running cold in my veins, "the Hive-Mind used three Leviathans on the Jagged Coast to distract the wolves. When I killed those Leviathans, their bodies didn't evaporate. They just lost their structural integrity and collapsed into puddles of hyper-compressed water."

Seraphina looked at Silas, her hand touching his gold-and-sapphire skin one last time. "I didn't die thirty years ago to see you become a puppet, Silas," she whispered. She turned and lunged for the Silver Alpha, her liquid-gold aura expanding into a massive, world-ending wing of starlight. "I am the original 'Heresy'!" Seraphina roared. "And the Queen is closing the account!"