Octavia Goetia Romane & Geschichten

“Remember that we’ll have Livie's little brother besides that we don’t have the legal age.” "For the first you get a babysitter and for the second you get... these beauties.” He said, showing some false IDs "They gave them to me last night, I didn't know the name of your former older brother-in-law, therefore, his name will be Rico Ruiz, I hope he has a Latin face.” "Hmm…” I think I forgot to tell you that Olivia's mother was Spanish. "Was that what the photos were for?" "Exactly, by the way.” he started smiling "Welcome to the best trip of your fucking life. It'll be the bomb!" Yeah, sure…

I had been too preoccupied to notice a witch in the corner. She had a really dark skin tone with hazel eyes, her hair long and curly as it hugs her face. The stones started lighting up creating a barrier around the laican, as soon as the fifth stone was lit the blood moon turned a bright red and the witch started chanting, "Profundis clamavi ad te sacros inferis et Luna Shyla nota recipere. Addicere adillam dilectam animam meam in Ketzia pretium pro eo." {I call to you sacred Luna to go to the depths of the underworld and retrieve your daughter Shyla. Bring her back to her beloved for the price of Ketzia’s soul in return.}

My eyes widened and I backed away from me, he followed me with confused eyes. "No, no no no no!" I repeated while putting even more space between us. I tripped and scraped up my palms. "No! It's illegal to be with me are you stupid? I'm an Omega!" I stumbled to my feet and spun to run away from him. Tripping again his arm wound around my waist and he yanked me off the floor. I stared up at the sky with watery eyes.

she asked. “I was about to make coffee,” I said and Octavia nodded. “Why is my presence needed? You don’t look half dead this time,” she said. “I recently found out that Sierra is a nymph, but nobody knows enough about them, we were hoping that you could help,” I said to her. “Aren’t you two cute, ‘we’,” she chuckled. I finished the coffee and we all sat down in the living room as Octavia made herself comfortable. We sat in silence for a few minutes as Octavia sat deep in thought. I knew better than to disturb her, she’d start talking when she was ready.

She stood there ruthless and emotionless, watching their every movement, like a raven watching over her territory. A maid walks towards Morrigan, handing her a parchment. She unfolds it and reads out loud the names of the ministers that she was referring to. "The ministers found guilty are Lord Solomon, Lord Garland, Lord Ferdinand, Lord Villar, Lord Vela, Lord Themis, Lord Jovien, and..." Morrigan clicked her tongue. Her eyes were cold as she looked at Lord Toiba. "Lord Toiba." Lord Toiba looked at her with great shock. He shook his head but Morrigan seemed to be not interested in taking any pleas at that moment. "Arrest them and take them out." The whole room echoed with surprise and buzze

That was a natural reaction, I couldn’t help but feel her, especially when she snuggled up to me, making her warm breath touch my skin. I tipped my head to the side, watching the dawn rise on the horizon. I had spent two days sleeping; it had left the underground city really unprotected, and now I would have no choice but to take Olivia with me to Sleepy Hollow, the city where the supernatural lay beneath it. Octsiam was the name of the city, the strange name, but its meaning could not be the simplest and most loyal, the name comes from Latin, occulta pythonissam, hidden witch.

She was dressed in a warrior’s attire, with a dozen other women at her heels, all dressed similarly. She was perhaps Alpha Orion’s age, her silvered hair pulled back in war braids and her bare arms marked with faded scars. Coming to a stop, she hooked her thumbs into her belt, Alpha Orion. His jaw stiffened Alpha Octavia.I gaped. I couldn’t help it. Alpha Octavia was a great fighter and the only woman living who claimed the title of an Alpha. But more than that, she was a child of the deity Forseti, able to detect truth from lying, no matter who spoke. This means if Lyra lied about what she’d been doing, Alpha Octavia would know.

Dreadful icons were added to her pictograph completely changing her work while she continued with her chant, ignorant of the changes. "An oath shall be sworn here witnessed by Themis, Goddess of the Scale I shall attain all principles of Etheria And be the mistress of all evils of the 13 Hells! From the Seventh Palace, attended to by three great heralds of power, Come forth from the Throne of Slumber, Answer to the name of Rubisviel Althreya Fyaril, Orchid Butterfly Witch of the Dark Forest!"

They all bowed their heads in agreement and Kal gripped my hand in his as he continued, “Octavia’s real parents are not the Lennox’s, they were the old Luna’s brother and his mate, who lived as rogues and died when Octavia was only a few months old.” He continued to lay out only the facts they needed, “The things that have been happening with Octavia, which Eathen is free to fill Elle on later, are associated with her birth mother’s heritage. She was only turned to being a wolf after she was mated to one, but was previously a witch.”

When she didn’t wake up after a few hours I started panicking yelling at the witch thinking maybe she put her under some creepy witch spell or something but she just kept telling us that the Goddess wasn’t done with her yet. What the hell does that even mean ‘the Goddess wasn’t done with her yet.’ Octavia’s emotions have been all over the place from angry to scared and confused to happy and something else I can’t describe then back to confused again. Its maddening not knowing what’s happening to her.