Mystical Names Female Novels & Stories

Kendra was in a daze. Someone called her again. “Hello.” She quickly answered it. “Are you Kendra Miller?” “Yes, who is that?” Kendra pacing in front of Lendon. “You don’t need to know who I am. You are a bitch. Your parents shouldn’t give birth to you.” “What are you talking about?” Kendra almost yelled. How did this woman know her name and dare to say nasty words? “Stop pretending! We all know your secret not. Be careful. God will punish you!”

I asked and immediately, he seemed like he was in some sort of a daze. “She called herself the Lunari. I have never seen such a mystic being in all of my life. She looked like some one that would be able to bring hope to this world and for the first time in my entire existence, I actually want to live to be able to see what would come out of it.

But she is always gentle and nurturing when I need it. Her name ‘Morganite’ originates from a pink gemstone. I love it! The colours pink and rose-gold have always been the colours I feel my soul has a connection to. When I got my wolf when I turned sixteen, I knew why. Morganite is a stunning wolf. She is a pink champagne colour. Just another way to believe that the Moon Goddess has everything planned. “Yes, so you keep saying.” I sigh softly.

He chuckles, as he wraps the towel around me. “Yes, she is, and her name is Coventina,” I say, beaming at him. “Coventina? Really? Do you know the origin of that name?” He asks, a look of nervousness on his face. “Um, no?” “Coventina is the Goddess of water.” My jaw drops. That’s just a coincidence, right? Like I know Auntie Morrigan’s adoptive name was not a coincidence, she really is the Goddess of War reincarnated.

"Hey wait up” I yell at my best friend Annabelle Haul. She’s a tall 5’9” beauty. She has long red hair that stops just below her bottom. She perfect in every way and she isn’t afraid to show anyone what they get when they mess with her or me for that matter. Who am I?!? My name is Tiffany Tow I’m the daughter to Calvin Tow the bata of Blue Moon Pack. I’m an omega or at least that’s what my wolf and I want everyone to think. You see I’m a very special she-wolf but we will get to that later.

Since he was tired of standing. He had to search for the signs he was seeing then he could get it. Then he began typing in. The signs he was seeing, he described her and every other thing he knew about her. Then he clicks search. He saw it. Everything about it. There was a picture of a girl too. Her hair was white. The name. Mysterious demon. Always a female. That was it. He didn’t know when he sat down. And began reading. Everything was in there.

“She that is in truth only have her pure yang will lad for that identity and chaos for the seventh loop. While this yin will have her own body and identity. A little lie for her background as you will send her a bit back in time to shake everyone’s future.” “I understand.” The Mistress of time obeyed. Knowing and quickly what HE commanded her with only those few words. Now with a smile and a snap that created the vessel and the lies for the YIN. HE then asks. “The name. What should we call her?” “Simple, but should be ominous and dark. How about, Beatrix, Beatrice.” “Very well.”

she said, “I’m sorry, little ones but unfortunately, I won’t be able to watch the two of you grow up and fulfill your destinies as the Mother Eyah had prophesied. I love the both of you and if the Mother deems it, we shall reunite…in this world or the next. "I shall call you both Annalah and Harriem, after my parents, for you both share not just their blood but their spirits as well." Queen Neyra said and kissed their foreheads. “My queen, you cannot seriously be considering hiding them away. If the King found out, he would kill us all.” Gemma said in fear.

The order is as follows: The Betrayed Wolf Of The Moon Goddess. The Found Fated Mates Of Fenrir. Dahlia The Female Alpha Of Alpha’s Gaia The Wolf Goddess Of Hell. Rosa The Wolf Oracle. Soulless Seas. Thank you again and much love. Becca Lou xx

Either way, the palace suddenly felt even bigger, every shadow a possible new skin suit. I paced, mind racing. Where the hell is that new priestess we sent for? She was supposed to be here early this morning for the cleansing. One good ritual and maybe we scrub this black magic out of the walls for good. I’d heard the stories about Morgana my whole life…every pack member has…but none of it added up. Her real name wasn’t even Morgana…no one knew where that came from. Some old wolves swore she was a vampire who fed on fear. Others said she was a dragon, while others said she was a Lycan rogue.