Past High Priest Jewel Novels & Stories

“We wanted to discuss our choices with you first, since you’ve been acting as High Priestess. We’d like your blessing.” I smile, touched and relieved. “Of course. Who have you chosen?” Leo looks thoughtful. “We believe Hawk should be High Priest. Despite coming from a Crone coven, he’s proven loyal and immensely talented. His magic blends seamlessly with ours, and he’s already a natural teacher and leader.” I nod, smiling. “I agree completely. He’s perfect.” Liv squeezes my hand. “And for High Priestess, we’ve chosen Citra.” Surprise fills me. “Citra? But—she’s from Celeste’s coven.”

I roared, making the golden jewel shiver. She did as I had ordered. “That seems like it.” “So I am sure that the priest must have told you why the mansion needs a golden jewel.” I started. Gaby brought forth the file that he had drafted for whosoever happened to be the golden jewel. “I need a heir hence that will be the job of the golden jewel.” I ended. “That won’t be me. I won’t be a concubine to an old man.” The golden jewel said crunching her nose.

I take it out of my back pocket as I roam my eyes at the broken flower vase, light stand, and scattered beads on the floor. They belonged to Joanna. She loved them so much and I never could have dreamt of them ever being part of such a mess in her room. Something must have happened. My phone rings again and I quickly pick it up without looking at the caller ID. My eyes roamed Joana's room as I placed the phone to my ear. "Hello," I spoke, partly distracted by my wild thoughts. "Listen up. I have your sister here with me. If you ever want to see her again, do exactly as I tell you." A demanding male voice spoke through the phone.

There were so many women in the country who would have relished what it meant to be married to me, of letting this secret slip. I kissed her—slow, deep, grateful. And for the night, the past and future could wait. By morning, I felt like I had a clearer head, but I didn't tempt fate by getting any closer to the ruins than Violet suggested. The stone had all been transported, the foundation set, and the energy in the area had shifted. The castle was waking. And then, finally, the High Priest arrived. The moment he stepped onto the grounds, his sharp gaze swept over the ruins, and he understood. His expression darkened, but he said nothing of what he saw. Instead, he turned to us, lips curling

And while it is silent, a sound comes—soft, deep and unmistakable. A heartbeat. Mine. And hers. In sync. The Crystal Flame exploded into full brilliance. And just like that… The lie unraveled. Gasps echoed. My father stood slowly, staring at the relic in disbelief. The High Priestess bowed her head. “The bond has chosen,” she said solemnly. Azaria didn’t smile. She didn’t gloat. She simply stepped back. Selene’s eyes went wide, her hands trembling. “No. This—there must be a mistake. I—”

This video showed that bastard asking her questions as she laid chain against the wall. Allorah looked fierce. Her anger evident. I tried getting a close up, because I noticed something glow. “You see it, right?” Sebastian said with a smile. “Yes, what’s that?” I asked. “That if my guess is not wrong is a Gem,” Sebastian said with a smirk. Jewel? For what? It confused me, what was this all about? “Did you find anything else?” I asked. “Still looking into it, when I have, I will let you know,” Sebastian said as he stood up and grabbed the laptop, “If you excuse me now, I have to go, got some meetings.”

ELIJAH'S POV I had to call Hilda for help as I have been searching endlessly for Celeste. It was like she had disappeared from existence, no trace of her or Derrick. "Thank you for coming again" I thanked the high priestess as we walked down the hall to her room. "It's no problem Elijah" She mumbled offering me a small smile which I returned with a nod. "See you tomorrow" I said and she nodded before opening the door and retracting to her room.

"You need never fear me." Piper stared at him, silently pleading with him for mercy, but not because she was afraid of him. She was afraid of her own dark desires because he could make them a reality. "I will tell you a secret that I haven't told anyone besides Randolph Belishaw. The jewels we stole tonight are mine. They belong to my family. Elizabeth I stole them from my family. We received them from the Belishaw family as part of an ancient agreement. They don't belong to the Crown or to England. I have letters dated from 1559 that prove the treaty, and they list the jewels included as payment. I am no thief. I was simply taking back what rightfully belongs to my family."

“Then why do your knees press to the ground like a supplicant’s... and not a priest’s?” Jacquiem’s breath caught. The High Priest took a step forward, fingers tightening around his staff. “His corruption is deep. You will undergo another cleansing, Jacquiem. The taint must be,” “There is no taint.” The words came before Jacquiem could stop them. Silence. The High Priest’s gaze narrowed. “What did you say?” Jacquiem slowly rose, his eyes never leaving the figure shackled within divine fire. “There is no taint,” he repeated. “Not from him. Not from me. What you’re trying to burn away isn’t corruption. It’s-”

“I want to give you this...as a friend and ally.” Lucifer and Julius look at the bag curiously as I hold it out for Julius to take. He furrows his brows as I drop the bag in his hand, rubbing his thumb over the contents of the bag before opening it. I hold back a smile as his eyebrows shoot up in shock. “Is this what I think it is?” I smirk. “Well, this isn’t me proposing to you so...” Julius pulls out a ring with a square black gemstone. His eyes meet mine. “A Daylight ring? But how?”