Horus Heresy Novels Novels & Stories

Meredith and Raven glanced at each other before going deeper into the bookcase aisle. And that's when they saw it. On one of the hidden shelves in the corner of the library, there was a dusty old book with a barely legible title. Meredith rubbed the cover, then read it quietly. "Residual Energy Phenomena and Astral Traces on the Lorywood Campus." The name of their campus. Meredith's heart was pounding. What exactly was going on in this place?

" She asks with an eyebrow raised, confused. Hades rises from his throne and approaches Selene, with his fingers he takes a lock from the silver hair of the moon goddess and smells it. "When the time comes, I will warn you," he whispers in the goddess's ear. And so he did. The time has come. #Author's notes: Hello dear readers, we have reached the end of our first book of the Fated triology, what did you think? This is not a goodbye, just a farewell, the second book is already in production and it's called: Destined to Lord Dracula.

Hermes said, “she already has the last two and I'm guessing she had sent Aion here to get it but now that he's failed, she will come looking and it will not be pretty." Hermes then went on to tell them the incredible tale that started with the birth of the cosmos; the origin of the three Heralds of ultimate power; the creation of the Celestial Realm as the first world and the battle that had led to the deaths of so many fellow gods of his, following the mention of a prophecy that an Heir from the gods would rise to save the multiverse from chaos and destruction. "How are we supposed to fight a war goddess if we couldn't even defeat the god of time?" Cassie spoke, recalling the nightmare that

Herodias lamented, “Well, we should at least go outside and cheer for him. “Also, I want to see how those shameless men outside will try to twist the truth and fabricate lies to achieve their goals. We’ll get rid of them one by one afterward.” Without a word, Yegor headed for the door with big strides. Mattaniah and Herodias followed closely behind him. Outside the Telhervo Hall, collisions of the Genesis Power, Historial Power, and a purplish-pink light could be seen high up in the air. Dark Thea conjured numerous black lotuses, which formed purplish-pink gigantic hands and caught hold of Core God, Tool God, and Daemon. With those three severely wounded, Dark Thea pretty much had the upper

It was rising. The message was clear and the corruption was just starting. The Scourge fragments grew stronger, pulled by greater power, the Blood Moon was coming. When it rose, the howls wouldn’t just be twisted wolves, they’d be all corrupted souls under its light. Liora looked at the bloody moon on the dais, then the empty journal in Ronan’s hand. She was no longer Serelai, she was just Liora. But looking at her family, the hunter, the soldier, the betrayed brother, the loyal friend, she understood.

"It is, after all, quite the spectacle—a Vampire Princess serving as the Luna of a werewolf pack. My father disowned me the moment our fated bond was revealed, claiming such a union was a stain on our noble bloodline. But the soul does not answer to politics. My heart belongs to Ynovar, and frankly, there is no blood in this world I crave more than his." I listened in a daze, stunned by the sheer defiance in her words. She spoke of her exile as if it were a small price for a grander truth. "However, our connection was not merely a whim of fate," she continued, her expression turning more serious as we climbed the grand, dark-oak staircase. "It was a masterpiece of design. The Moon Goddess an

“Smart. Hide it in habit. That’s how they trained young minds.” “Any major standouts?” I asked. Andy nodded, a little too fast. “The history section.” I raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?” “It’s not just world history. I found timelines on werewolf wars, vampire treaties, coven migrations, hybrid purges… and something that looks like pantheon lore. Like, actual accounts of god and goddess activity.” My lips parted. “Say that again?” He pulled a thin volume off the top of a growing pile and handed it to me. The title was in an old dialect—one I could read only because of the Goddess blood thrumming in my veins. Divine Imprints: The Last Age Before Silence.

If you are here from Cursed by the Gods: Cleopoda you are very much welcome. And if you're not well I suggest you read Cleopoda's story first. But it's okay if you don't want to since I'll be making sure this book will be understandable to new readers without having you go back to read book 1.

The full list of the Hayle Coven Universe (and recommended reading) is here: The First Plane Trilogy The Planeless Second Seat Ruler The Lychos Cycle Weregirl Revenant Lychos The Helios Oracles Foresight (Sanctuary and Phoenix are pending thanks to spoilers for the Hayle Coven Destinies) The Hayle Coven Destinies The Outcast Steam Union The Brotherhood Lord of the Drach Gateway The Order Dark Brother Blood of the Maji Also, in case you missed it, Sassafras has his own history:

High above the desecrated courtyard, a lone black crow watched the scene silently from its perch on the broken pillar, and deep within Nysera's ancient soul, something fundamental finally began to break. End of Chapter 6