Novel & Cerita Hestia Stories

Stylani heard herself snapping at the female, but as it always happened, the girl in question did not even flinch. She was used to this unfair rule of power by now. Nevertheless, Stylani rolled her eyes and turned back to her reflection. "You must be dead on the inside as well," Then standing upright said, "To the bath then." When they arrived there, three other Hestia Familias awaited her. One with a foam, another a small cloth and the last with a small stone while the first one that had been with her pulled off her clothes and held unto it while she entered the bubbling liquid.

My pulse thundered in my ears, a rhythmic, violent beat. "She has no authority over medical triage," I snapped. "She is the future Luna of the Citadel—or so the staff believes," Hestia said with a bitter, toothless smile. "The other healers are terrified of her. I only made it because I’m technically off-duty today. I had to smuggle this kit out through the laundry chutes. If her guards catch me here, this old hide of mine will be the next thing on the tanning rack." I looked at Hestia’s gnarled, trembling hands as she tried to clean the yearling’s wounds, then at the rows of suffering men who would likely lose limbs, or lives, without proper neutralizing agents.

He held her gaze. She said: she set something down. He said: yes. She said: she has been holding it for a long time. He said: three hundred years. Ela was quiet. She said: it is lighter in the Den now. He said: good. She said: she says thank you. He was very still. He said: tell her the witness was honored. Ela held his gaze. She said: she knows. The fire burned. The cold moon rose. The silver in the grass caught it.

Outside the digital walls of our mansion, the first sparks of the counter‑story were already igniting. Elias appeared in the doorway just in time to see the upload finish. “Please tell me that isn’t what I think it is.” “It’s exactly what you think it is,” Luca said. Elias ran a hand through his hair. “Well, at least you didn’t name it ‘Revenge.docx.’” Julian grinned weakly. “Give her some credit.” Elias shook his head but didn’t press further. “Too late to worry now. The world will start downloading within an hour.”

He was never a morning person but he thanked me today for being one. I ironed his attire and prepared breakfast for him. I helped him power on the devices he needed once he was in the car and walked him to the door. " Thank you so much ", he said. I smiled to reciprocate the energy. Yesterday was a blend full day. I experienced different kinds of emotions. Some, that I hadn't felt in the longest. I couldn't stop reminiscing about how the events turned out to be. Today was another day, the news repeatedly telling the tale of the infamous Hezekiah. Everybody had to know who he was by the end of the day. I was worried he'd be caught. It would be inevitable not to notice him at all after this. U

Zeus ordered. Hestia took the necklace from her brother's hand and hurriedly went to Aphrodite's chamber. When she arrived their she saw her carrying her baby in her arms. Some palace maids were panicking due to the commotion outside. "What's going on aunt Hestia?" Aphrodite asked her aunt worriedly. Hestia took three deep breathes to calm herself before she spoke. "We are under attack! Velion wants your child dead and we can't let that happen. So we have to take your child to the mortal world to save her," she explained.

Every evening, I curl up with it and lose myself in its pages. The story of Hestia is both heartbreaking and so freaking inspiring. She was just a simple maiden in love with a man, but their land was falling into ruin. The the ice that covered their country spread like a blight, making the land barren and inhospitable. Plants couldn’t grow, animals couldn’t survive, and many of Hestia’s loved ones perished from the cold and hunger. But her greatest loss came as the death of her beloved to the harsh cold and ice destroying the land.

She smiled and continued her explanation. "Long time ago, Hestia had her own domain and worshippers. She wasn't in any term or battle with the four gods. So when the four gods had the misunderstanding that caused the war between them, Hestia tried to settle the dispute between them which eventually led to her death. Her worshippers were angry but I don't know what happened next". Susannah ended her story which made others look at her with confused expressions. " What did you mean you don't know?". Ella asked her.

I called, not bothering to hide my foul mood. One of our pack's Omegas stepped in nervously. "Miss Aria, your father requests your presence immediately. There's a... situation." I frowned. "What kind of situation?" "There's a male wolf at the gates asking to see you." My heart leaped. "Ethan?" The Omega shook her head. "No, miss. It's Marcus Steele from the Moonridge Pack." My blood turned to ice. "What?" I followed the Omega downstairs, my mind racing. What the hell was Marcus doing here? How dare he show his face at my home after everything he'd done?