Lictorica Novels & Stories

A silver chalice rested upon a wooden platform just beneath the steps. "You will adapt quickly,” Arito said, and a lump slid painfully down my throat. I didn’t like the direction this was taking. He opened the wooden box carefully and placed it atop the structure between us. Then, from the black suitcase, he retrieved a sharp ceremonial dagger. I flinched immediately, my heart lurching violently inside my chest. "You shiver like a cat drenched beneath the rain,” Arito remarked calmly. I stared at his wrinkled face and streaks of gray hair in horror before quickly turning my gaze back toward Alpha Dreadlock.

The chant grew louder. Older. The kind that had been outlawed by every pack after the Blood Moon Wars. “Astrid Woods,” Lucian intoned, “vessel of the Luna’s Echo—” I tackled him, slamming him into the ground. “SHUT UP!” He kicked me off with inhuman strength—far stronger than a normal wolf. His eyes glowed silver. He had already been marked. Not by the god— but by Lilith’s rites. By witchblood. He shoved me back with a force that knocked me into a tree.

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

You’ve got to be joking. “Don’t Morrigana.” Morrigana ignored him. “She’s bold, I’ll give her that.” “Or stupid,” Oric replied, rolling his shoulders. “Walking around like she owns the place.” Lorcan’ stid. “Leave it.” Lycia stood a short distance away, kneeling near the stone fountain, rinsing her hands in the cold water. A small bundle of folded cloth rested beside her. She looked tired, distracted—focused on her task, not on the danger closing in around her.

Malric’s hydra, a fusion of every weaver’s wrath Sereth, Verath, Vorath, Sylvara, Caleth, Elyra, Aethra, Null, Auris, Veridias, Omnis, Nihil, Eternis, Liora, Verith, Vynia loomed, its threads weaving a cage of deceit around Kade, Selene, Lucas, and Bryan, their love battered by accusations of cheating and disloyalty. Her mother’s scream “Forgive me!” echoed, her spark a fleeting ally against Malric’s manipulation, now trapped in the hydra’s grasp. The abyss churned, a battlefield of snapping threads and splintered light, the shattered star’s pulse a relentless war drum, demanding a reckoning for their fractured trust.

I smiled seeing how excited she is to learn all these. “We have different categories. People like me are now referred to as a garden witch.” “A garden witch?” I chuckled softly. “That’s the name they gave us. It sounds silly, doesn’t it?” “Well, it's a nice way to describe what you do,” Lyra answered. “But it’s a sacred power. I can sense which leaf, twig, flower or root can cure pain, which one can bring sleep, or peace… or death.” She blinked. “You’ve hidden this all my life?”

Lucian gritted his teeth as he attacked Lucas with all his might “Traitor! You cursed one, you and your despicable father took advantage of me. I will kill you.” Irene pulled Amelia out, but before he ran away with her, she looked at Lucian in shock to find him stabbing Lucas with a sword and killing him. She moved her head pushed Irene away and returned to Lucas, whom Lucien raised his sword at that moment to kill him But before he put a sword in his heart, he found Amelia's eyes in front of him, looking at him with disappointment

"I have done everything to bring us back together. I followed you for moths when that monster took you, I stalked you for weeks in that God forbidden forest! I even hired a man to pretend to be a rogue just so that I can pretend to rescue you and make you feel safe! I have given you my all! why must I share you with them?!" Sera couldn't reply as tears poured out of her eyes. what could she say to a man that had clearly run mad? Lucas had a deranged look in his eye as he pulled out a jade dagger from his pocket. "This is a jade knife. It was made to quickly eliminate Lycans. Don't worry, they won't feel any pain. Just one stab and it will soon be over." "Lucas please I'm begging you, don't d

Stallion replied. "Okay, and what about my uncle, Gabin?" Cobra asked. "We'll work on it. One step at a time. Right now, I need your help." Stallion replied. "What do you want from me?" Cobra asked. "Alas, I need you to get rid of someone. Her name is Queen Scorpion. I want you to eliminate her tonight. I'll send her picture and all the information you need shortly." "Just one girl? Piece of cake." Cobra said.

My foot I say to all those foolish uncultured creatures. But back to the plan... I know exactly what I'm going to do, little miss perfect aren't going to be so perfect after I'm done with her. She will be equivalent to Lilly's disfigured paintings. With a dark grin spreading on her lips, one similar to the grin the devil himself would be spotted in. The chills that run down one's spine after witnessing it would certainly crawl down your spine like a lone drop of water running down one's exposed back. •●•