Nefertari 소설 & 이야기

“Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.” Elara closed her eyes. For the first time, she did not deny. She did not flee. She accepted. The flames wrapped around her, and the ruins trembled with awakening power. ---

"Some things are better left alone." The weight of his words followed her back into the corridors. She had three screenshots on her phone now, proof that something had occurred, even if the cameras couldn't capture its true nature. But Garcia's warning echoed uncomfortably in her mind as she resumed her patrol route. When she passed the canopic jars again, she slowed her steps, studying the cobra-headed vessels with new intensity. The brass nameplate read: *Canopic jar of Duamutef, Dynasty XXII, dedicated to the protection of the stomach and the goddess Neith.* Standard museum description, clinical and safe.

I would do anything to get a slice of normalcy. The nurse sauntered away to help her next patient and Jericho took that as his cue to make his way toward me. I watched with morbid fascination as his thick, toned legs ate up the distance between us. He stood tall, broad chest stretching the material of his black graphic tee—if I wasn't mistaken it was a Fortnite gamer t-shirt. His hair was neatly propped at the crown of his head in a top knot and he had shaved this morning, leaving his face delicate and smooth. He looked years younger like this and I liked it just as much as I liked him with a prickly beard and snarled hair. When he was close enough, he extended a muscle-corded arm to me with

So, they offer him a gift. The most beautiful maiden with purity and sanity –the queen of Alluvium, Neferu. The pure maiden has burden the curse of the weakest. Despite her power as the queen of mortals, their impotent makes them the target of slavery and she has no choice but to oblige to the absolute rule and submit herself to the new king.

"He has not found his mate yet and you all know he needs his Luna before he can become an Alpha. He is twenty-three now and his mate has not sent her signal yet so we have taken it upon our selves to go to multiple packs in search for her. I would like all over eighteen-year-old unmated females of this pack to please stand up." My mind buzzed with a million thoughts as I shakily stood up with ten other girls before me. I was the only oldest one there standing. I looked at my hands knowing everyone was looking at me. They knew that I knew it was more likely my fault for their problems. "You!" A new voice that sounded like maple syrup on waffles spoke loud in my direction. Slowly and terrified

She was the most powerful goddess, after all, the only one who could face Demeus in a battle with the possibility of winning. The doors to the gloomy interior of Neifler’s abode threw themselves open before she got to them and from within came the voices of the condemned souls, there were cries of anguish coming from the cursed souls and wicked laughter poured forth from the underlings who tortured those poor souls. Like every other room in the pantheon temple of Neifler, the throne of Neifler himself was black and slimy, the walls moved as though they were alive and though one could not see the souls crying for help, the voice shook even the foundation of the temple. At the center of the th

“It’s nice to meet you Arya. I am Armand and my wolf is Tafari.” I said letting my joy seep into my voice. ~”Mate, Arya. My love. It’s a pleasure”~ Tafari said before letting out a happy yip. I heard a giggle come from Arya before she spoke again. ~”Tafari and Armand. I want to tell you who hurt Artemis. She has gone through so much. She is a beautiful human inside and out. I am only sorry I wasn’t there for her sooner. She has been tortured her whole life. There is only one year she can’t account for which is the very first year of her life. I think she was kidnapped when she was one years old. She is almost 17 now. I only came to her when she turned 12. That is when things began to get way

Lero explained, which didn’t sound like an explanation, just more bullshit Anubis would sprout to keep everyone confused. “Some thought she was his sister too. In fact, Sopdet is his sister. There was a time when she took the name Bastet in her honor.” I looked in the rearview mirror at Cena and Lero. I was confused as to why she would do such a thing. Unless… “In her honor? Did she die?” Chaze guessed it. Lero nodded his head as Cena remained silent and sad.

I expected to see anger in his eyes once he realized I wasn’t my mother, but instead, he almost seemed amused. He gives a wave of his hand and the four men that were sitting with him leave along with the girl that led me here, each one bowing their head to Killian before exiting. The only one left is a girl sitting next to him who I assume is his mate by the way she leans on him. Her short brown hair was curled just above her shoulders and she eyed me curiously. Her eyes seemed kind and she gave me a small smile. Once the room was cleared, Killian leaned back on the couch, stretching an arm along the back casually. “That was clever, using your mother’s name. Definitely caught my attention.”

hex hit. As long as he took care of those vines with love and care, and as long as he never tried to hurt his daughter again he would remain somewhat alive, but he could never leave his house as he was permanently attached by the vines. You see my darling Violet on account of whom her father was Nefertiti has never been able to make friends. Most of the parents wouldn't let their kids talk to Nefertiti, no it wasn't fair, everyone was scared of her father because of the power he possessed. You see I was the one who willed the power to keep him in check until your father surpassed me. Being unable to make friends she used art to create her own, but one day she was so miserable that she used