Jade Mountain Prophecy Novels & Stories

The same timeframe Torres had mentioned for a major operation. "They're escalating," I said. "The testing phase is ending. Whatever they're planning, it's coming soon." "We need to find that base," Katherine said. "Shut down their operations before." The door burst open. Jade stood there, breathing hard, her eyes wild. "Alpha, something's wrong. Maya had a vision. A bad one." Maya was our prophet, fourth generation Daughter whose visions had saved us multiple times. If she'd seen something bad enough to send Jade running...

He looked so majestic. "Decorum, please," sage Bernadette said in her usual commanding tone. The room fell quiet as everyone turned back to the old sage, awaiting an expatriation on the prophecy. "The prophecy shown to me by the moon goddess shows a crimson moon, the kingdom of Trinigad enveloped in darkness. Blood. Mountains of body. Packs abandoned. Children displaced. The demons of Gehenna. It shows that the kingdom of Trinigad would spill blood under the rule of Lycans-"

“There is a place, Seraphina… an ancient crypt hidden within the Silverwood mountains. It was sealed long ago, but I’ve uncovered hints that it holds the Obsidian Tear. If we can retrieve it, we may be able to expose the Keepers for who they truly are—and perhaps even turn the prophecy in our favor.” With a final glance at each other, we gathered what we needed and set out. The journey to the crypt was treacherous, a relentless maze of jagged rock and unforgiving winds. Every step we took felt heavy, as if the air itself were warning us to turn back. But we pressed on, driven by the knowledge that within the heart of these ancient mountains lay the very thing that could tip the scales.

On the day of the mating ceremony, a crazed witch bursts in and points straight at me, shrieking, "Six years later, your Alpha will betray you!" Troy Hudson, my soon-to-be mate, turns livid. He swats the purple-glowing crystal ball from her hand, shattering it on the floor. "Nonsense! Estelle is my fated mate! I'll only ever love her in this lifetime!" After that, he becomes even more devoted to me. At the Moon Goddess' altar, he drapes the Luna shawl over my shoulders.

I warned. “Still protecting her?” she hissed. “You never learn, do you? The prophecy won’t spare her. It never does.” I didn’t answer. I just turned, forcing myself toward the door as the temple trembled around us. Every instinct screamed that something had shifted. Outside, the wind howled like a living thing. The Moon’s red light followed me all the way down the mountain path. If the Moon wanted a monster, it would have one. Because no matter what it took, no matter what the prophecy said, I was going to find Zylia.

The sounds of the compound filtered through faintly — distant voices, the occasional crack of timber being moved, the world putting itself back together in the dark. "We're farther from her than we've ever been," Nix said quietly. "The mountains are north. We're here." A breath. "But we're closer to ending this than we've ever been. The prophecy child is real. She's here. Seven years old and carrying the weight of every pack alive." Her voice caught. "I spent three years looking for Kendra, and the answer was always a child who just wanted to be a child."

The silver scars from that fourteen-year-old cut were glowing; not gold, or copper, but a deep, ancient silver that mirrored the pulse of the mountain. The blue beam from the quarry was still screaming into the sky, the Synthetic wolves were dropping from the cliffs, and my kids were standing in a circle of elemental light. I looked at Caleb, who was holding the resonance together. The debt. The mountain hadn't demanded anything for years. But now, the corporate machines were drilling into its veins, and the mountain was finally waking up. It was demanding its payment. And the shaman’s words echoed in my head: “If you break the oath, the debt will be paid in the blood of your heirs.”

He looked away and just focused on walking. We were busy walking until we heard animal cries, and that is when we saw a group of animals running down the mountain. I was about to turn around but I felt a shake on the ground. This isn't good. I grabbed Zale and started running towards the foot of the mountain, I stopped, looked at him, and asked, "Can you fly?" He nodded and I did the same and jumped on the tree leaving him on the ground. "Do you want to die or what? Jump and summon your wings!" I ordered him, he doesn't know what was going on. Since he lives far away from the mountains, of course, he wouldn't know what to do when there is a landslide bound to happen.

If it doesn’t rain soon, then it might rain early tomorrow morning. ‘Then it would be wise to hunt for meat when we get back.’ I continued towards the path that led back to the temporary den Levana had made just a few days ago after we got farther up this way. ‘Jade’ Levana called in a jarring voice that had me halting my steps. ‘What is it?’ I could feel the tension rolling off her waves, and it streamed through me. ‘Let me out.’ She replied, and I did without another question, giving up my control to her as she pushed to the surface.

My father's warning had been very clear and concise. And the truth was that I didn't want to get involved in a proxy war, but I had to ask about the prophecy. “Do you know what the prophecy is about?” My father nodded earnestly. “From long, long before you were born, a seer born within the Preserve said that one day a proxy war would break out during a Blue Moon and that this war would be controlled by a Pure Omega who would be powerful enough to end it all,” my father said, and I swallowed hard. “For years there was a search for that Omega until the seer herself had a vision just before she died and said that the Pure Omega would be born during a major astronomical event before the Blue Moo