Oldest Novels & Stories

"Oh this is not the valley of dark souls. This is the path to it. The valley is just at the end of the road," his smirk grew wider. “Oh, I bet that place is more creepy. I did some research and found out that it’s the place of the oldest and first century witches,” I said with eagerness. “Is that what makes you believe it’s dark and old?” Lance asked with the most amused smile. “It has to be, that place is the oldest standing kingdom in the entire land,” I explained further.

“Hunter and Bianca are much older than me though.” Just the thought of Alaster being one of the oldest was just shocking in of itself. His eyes, however, do show the timeless wisdom that comes with living so long, his actions so careful and fluid-like he’s done them a million times. “Well, who’s the youngest?” Josh asked, wholly expecting him to say Luca or maybe Amber. “It’s Xavier.”

There are so many things in this world that are older than us. And none of them are safe. "Alessia," I say carefully, my heartbeat steady but my mind racing. "Who are you?" Her breath catches. For a second, her face goes blank. And so quietly, that I almost don't hear it, she says, "I don't know." And somehow, that answer is worse than anything else she could've said. Because if she doesn't know. Then none of us do. Maybe, except Mathilda! The Seer and Priestess of Selene. She's is the oldest in the pack, almost as old as Greenwoods. If anyone knows what Alessia is, and what kind of power she just unleashed...it's her.

Diana smirked as she read the humorless look on his face. “That's what I have been waiting for you, Elijah.” Diana retorted. She was an arm's length away from him. “What do you know about the oldest vampire?” Elijah squinted at her as they walked in circles. “I know that the oldest vampire might have a clue about you and your brothers. Join me, bring humans with special blood and we will get what we crave.” “Won't you betray me?” Elijah raised an eyebrow. She snickered. “Fear not. An August witch keeps her promises.” Diana raised her head with a sense of ego.

This time I would finish him. "Shaurya Agnihotri starts counting your days in reverse manner. I am coming." The room heard my growling and frustration with my utmost hateful statement.