Narnia Order Novels & Stories

His fellow disciples all turned a frightening shade of white. "How many of you have come this time? How many are in the Nascent Soul Realm and above?" "O-One hundred or so. Three are three Elders in the Nascent Soul Realm and one Elder in the Nirvana Realm about to enter the Apotheosis Realm." Xiao Chen frowned. To think the Order of the Divine Fire would dispatch so many men this time. Were they that determined to get the extraordinary treasure? He increased his strength and asked coldly, "Who's the one in the Nirvana Realm? Where are they now?"

The writing was a little faded and handwritten, but despite all that, it felt so familiar and I could read it, like it was something I had read a thousand times before. “The Divine Order is made up of four bloodlines. One each governs one of the four base elements, earth, air, fire and water. Each bloodline is made up of guardians, one in each generation. The duty of the guardian is to protect the seal from demon interference, in addition to preparing and training the divine warrior.” I looked up at Aaron. I was starting to feel a headache coming on again. This, on top of everything, was too much. He smiled and turned the book around, scanning the page.

“Someone invoked the Ashen Throne here... someone summoned the power of the first queen.” A rustle in the trees snapped their attention upward. Before they could draw weapons, Kaelan emerged; clad in light armor and cloak, riding a dark grey stallion. “Prince Kaelan,” Nyra said sharply. “You followed us.” He dismounted smoothly. “I promised to help. I know these woods better than your patrols.” He gestured to the altar. “And I know this sigil. It belongs to the Order of Cinders; a cult believed extinct.”

Aislen wondered. Toby stared at her, and his eyes slowly slid to Meguitte as if seeking her support. “The Order of Nexsis are the people that we know as Van Helsings,” Meguitte explained gently. “Do not worry, Aislen, I did not know either until one of them explained it to me. Apparently the One God has a name or has been given one in the last thousand years by his followers,” she gave a slight shrug of her shoulder. “I was born during the arrival of the One God, and it is not a name that I had heard before.”

“It’s fortified—Crane’s expecting you.” Rosa’s screen flashed, her voice grim. “Crane’s accounts show global reach—Asia, South America. The Order’s bigger than we thought.” Gianna’s voice cut through, fierce, commanding La Rosa Nera. “We hit their meet, expose Crane.” Kai’s glance at Gianna was steady, their love a weapon now. “We face the Order, end their game,” he said, his voice firm. “Together.”

"The Order was a group of individuals that kept magic and supernatural beings together. No one was more powerful than than the other. As the years passed by they appointed a werewolf king and queen as well as a Vampire king and queen to help rule over there kinds, but because of their decision a group of individuals came together to over take them which we all know is the council. It was on the night of last alignment of planets that the council separated and executed the three members that made up The Order, but before the last one died he cast a spell to combine the powers of the three of them and start the prophecy" He stopped like he was thinking and then his eyes widen, almost as if he

I grabbed the book and we moved just as a blast of dark energy tore through the chamber wall like paper Figures stepped through cloaked in ash and silver Not Hollowborn Not wolves Something else entirely Their leader’s voice rang through the smoke “Elixir daughter of ruin child of the bondbreaker you have sealed what you should have unleashed” I stepped forward book clutched to my chest fire still crackling under my skin “Who are you” He pulled back his hood revealing eyes of pure white and a face covered in sigils that pulsed like veins “We are the Order of the Unmade” Lucian growled “Never heard of you”

Together. That was the right order.

The runes ignited, one by one, in violet fire. The air thickened. Wind howled. The soil trembled beneath their feet. And then—the altar cracked open. A blinding surge of light shot upward, tearing through the mist. The ground split, and a small obsidian chest rose from within, glowing faintly red. Inside lay a single black-bound book wrapped in silver chains—the Book of the Damned. Kael stepped forward slowly. “After all this time…” He reached toward it— —and the forest screamed. A flare of silver light cut through the trees as figures emerged from the mist—The Order. Dozens of cloaked hunters, blades drawn, crossbows gleaming with runes.