Next Empyrean Book Novels & Stories

Even in such a solemn moment, the little silver wolf refused to let despair linger for long. Mercy suddenly looked toward the blank Book of Origins. "It is time." The book floated into the air. Though every page had been empty moments before, words slowly began appearing—not glowing silver, not crimson, but golden. The handwriting was elegant and ancient. The Moon Goddess looked surprised. "I never wrote this." Mercy smiled knowingly. "No. You didn't." Aiden carefully read the first lines aloud: > *When the Book becomes empty...* > *Its author has finished speaking.*

Peter sounded almost detached. “She is my mate. Nothing else has been on my mind.” I spat back upset at the insult. Veronica POV I sat in the chair with a massive old text on the desk. The book was 6 inches thick closed. I was about halfway through with no luck finding anything referencing fallen angels. Most of the books were written in German from the 1300s. I had a hard time deciphering; Theo was helping with ease. His experience with all the different languages was a talent I was overly jealous of.

Holding her hand out, she said in a firm voice that sounded musical, “Rise, Fergie, and tell me what you have brought to me.” Fergie stood straight and proud. “My queen, I bring to you, Esmerelda. She came through the portal of Prismatica.” Queen Mila’s thick brows raised high as she turned her head to look at me. “Step forward.” Before I could get my body to respond, Fergie grabbed my upper arm and pulled me next to her. “She opened the portal,” Lila said. The stately woman looked directly at me. “Is this true?”

After discussing the situation with Agatha as best she could without the woman using her tongue to speak, she promised to be as quick as she could and teleported from the farmhouse. Following Ebenezer through dimensional space was very different from simply focusing on a location and teleporting there. She found it to be a little unsettling and was relieved when he stopped about a mile away from the house. “It might be best to refrain from telling all about ye to start,” he said. “Why not keep the fact that ye are a witch to thyself for now.” “Is there something I should know?” she asked with trepidation. “They are at war with Malcolm’s vampires,” he explained. “As with all battles, there i

Matt said with a smile. In the history of the empire, it was said that a deity favored Clandestine and decided to live here for some time before the war between the demons and the other beings. Since a deity was not allowed to help in the war, he sent his most favored fae and made him the emperor of Clandestine. As proof of their bond, the deity gave the emperor a very unique seed. Once it was grown, it would bless the land of the emperor who planted it.

His red eyes deepened, indicating his desire to sort things out. "One of the book of history has gone missing last night. The Book of Creation. And then this morning, it is found on its shelf again. Not a piece was taken nor changed," Merko said. I had been to their library a couple of times and had seen that book. However, due to my very busy schedule, I could not read it since I have to prioritize knowing more about potions. "It is not allowed to take the books out of the bibliotheca. How come that it has gone missing? Who was patroling last night?" Yamiko asked.

“I have tolerated you for far too long. But know that you hold no power over me. You are far beneath me on the power hierarchy and I will be damned if I let a scum like you treat me any less. I told you before that I am Kiara Khorne but what I forgot to add was that I am the only daughter of Lord Khorne. The Lord of Battle and immortal fury. So, do not tempt me because I might just be obliged to fry your ass with utter most delight jerk face” “You’ve got to be kidding me!!!” Alpha River cried out in fury “Well I am not… I am not staying here with you. The supposed library my uncle built is actually my new home that you and every high ranked member in this room is banned from entering until I

Helpless before her. The power was no longer rising — it was consuming. The walls trembled with each pulse of her magic, the floor cracked beneath her bed as invisible roots of energy dug into the earth, pulling from something far deeper than this realm. The air itself grew thick — not just with magic, but with presence. Something older. Something divine. Her wolf wasn’t just waking. She was ascending. “Marlyn,” Darian said without tearing his eyes away from Seraphina, “what the hell is happening to her?”

Chapter 1 Dawn Ellery's point of view The neon sign outside my window flickers with the persistence of a dying star, painting my skin in sickly green pulses that match the throbbing in my temples. Room 13 — because the universe isn't subtle with its omens. I press my fingertips against the lipstick-marked mirror, feeling the static electricity spark between glass and skin. Three days in Vegas, and all I have to show for it is this cigarette-stained coffin of a motel room and the terrifying knowledge that something inside me is very, very wrong.

Kael moved swiftly between the aisles, his fingers trailing over the spines of books that had not seen the light of day in centuries. Lynox followed closely behind, his presence almost ghostly in the quiet room. Finally, they stopped in front of a tall shelf marked with the royal seal. Kael pulled the book from the shelf, the leather cover cracked with age. He flipped through the pages, skimming the text, until he found what he was searching for. A mention of *Meridian Ridge*. The massacre. The same battle where everything had gone wrong. The same battle where Selene had disappeared from the records, her fate unknown.