Percy Jackson Oracle Novels & Stories

I shifted back into my human form, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I stormed inside. The Oracle was waiting. She was seated on a stone slab, her pale eyes flickering with the dim glow of the fire. She didn’t flinch as I entered, nor did she look surprised. “You’re too late,” she said softly. My hands clenched into fists. “Tell me where she is.” She sighed. “Lucien—” “Don’t say my name like we’re friends,” I snarled. “Tell me where she is.” The Oracle met my gaze, and for the first time in my life, I saw pity there. Not amusement. Not cryptic riddles. Just sorrow.

That just hung there for a second, a cloudburst in weight sinking into my chest. "What?" I said, voice jerking sharp. "The Oracle of the Moon," this spy repeated between Cindy and me, "She summons Xavier and the human girl to her temple. A chill ran down my body, leaving me speechless for some time. The Oracle of the Moon was a very powerful mystic character accorded respect and equally feared. She hardly interfered in the affairs of the pack, shutting herself within her temple to communicate with the forces of heaven guiding our race. For her to summon any, let alone Xavier and a human, was unprecedented.

Her fingers slipped weakly from his cheek. Ethan caught her hand again immediately. “Olivia. Look at me. Stay with me. Don’t close your eyes, okay? Don’t,” Her eyelids sank halfway. Not from sleep. From fading. The Oracle lifted a ceremonial blade, silver, ancient, humming with quiet power. Ethan felt his stomach drop. “No,” he said again. “Put that down.” “It must be the father,” the Oracle said. “Only the father’s choice can activate the seal.” Olivia exhaled a trembling breath. The effort of breathing itself seemed to cost her more than she had.

“What?” “Yes sir. Apparently, we are her oracles. She made it so I can draw the scene.” I said holding up the drawing pad. “And Liz sees the whole picture as like a video of sorts.” “I never dreamed I’d be alive to see an oracle of the Moon Goddess!” Alpha James exclaimed. “So, you believe us?” Liz asked. “Of course, I do! There are many books that tell of different oracles through the ages and how coveted they are. We cannot let anyone know about you two.”

"I am known as the Oracle, the keeper of ancient knowledge. You have come seeking guidance, and I am here to test your resolve." I approached the Oracle, my heart pounding in anticipation. "What is the trial I must face? How will it shape my journey?" The Oracle lifted their hand, and in the flickering candlelight, I saw a shimmering orb materialize. It pulsated with an otherworldly energy, drawing me closer with its allure. "This orb contains fragments of forgotten wisdom. Your task is to decipher its hidden message, to unravel the secrets it holds."

I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. The figure stepped forward, revealing piercing eyes that seemed to hold the weight of centuries. "I am the Oracle of Eternity," the voice declared, each word filled with power. "I hold the key to unlocking the deepest truths of this realm." Malachi and I exchanged a knowing look, our curiosity piqued. "Tell us, Oracle," he spoke, his voice steady. "What must we do to fulfill our destiny and safeguard the Silverwood?"

His nostrils flared up and down, trying to take the air after his mouth didn’t cooperate to even gasp for air. [You need to talk if you want to breathe again, my Samuel.] Amid his panic, he heard the telepathy inside his head, Shadow’s uninterested voice was clear to his mind. The oracle. It was true. Oracle happened only after it found the most powerful individual aside from the fire wielder. “Mmpphhh!!! Mpphhh!” He tried to open his mouth, the curse was only the tip of his tongue, waiting to be vomited. Only if he could.

She could see the future and the past. She approached with gentle steps. Her sharp, sword-like eyes drifted toward me, making me feel like a bird in the eagle's eye. “Grace, have you met Sophia, the young oracle who lives on the edge of the Blood Pack forest?” I gasped, then nodded. “Yes, I know her,” I replied, an uneasy feeling creeping over me. “All right, let's see what I found,” Oracle Alice said. With our hearts pounding, Gabriel and I followed Oracle Alice as she sat in a chair. We stood by her side and watched intently as the Oracle pulled out a ball of light. She began to cast a spell while gently stroking the ball of light.

She added. "Good." Oracle said smiling. "She is indeed the one who can stop Willow's curse." She added. "What's your name?" She directed her question to Aurora. "Aurora ma'am." "You look familiar Aurora but I am called Oracle, I am the priestess of all the supernatural." She introduced herself to Aurora. "That is nice." Aurora said with a smile. "There is no more time, by sunrise which will set in an hour time and mark the end of the ten days, if Willow's Dragon-Wolf cannot be controlled, we are all doomed." Oracle told them.

I told them both as they once again exchanged concerned glances. “Alright.” Dilliana sighed, running her wrinkled fingers through her grey hair. “The letter talks about a family of Oracles. It is said that an Oracle is born every thousand years that changes the fate of the world. They’re the messengers of God and whoever has an Oracle by their side, can dominate the world. This is what Vandal has written here. He’s found the Oracle.” “If he has, then we’re all doomed!” Taj’s voice quivered as he said so.