Pharaoh My Temple Needs You Novels & Stories

“Oracles are so rare to come by!” “I have heard a rumor,” Lavi murmurs. “There is a new Oracle in the region but no one has seen her. However, there might be a way to find her.” “How?” “The Temple of Ghi’or.” Anna knows the name very well. It is the largest and the oldest temple in the world. The temple is a place of peace and divinity, so divine that even during wars, it has been left untouched by all. It is the home to millions of sacred documents which hold the secrets to the world. They say that there are so many documents there that it will take even a Lycan twenty lifetimes to explore all of them.

“You must make a deal with the goddess of the earth if you want your daughter to one day sit on the throne of Eyrotia. The king has the mind to reverse the coronation of your daughter as the heir to the throne, he has plans to give the crown to your stepdaughter, Phoenix. You must beware.” She fiddled with the ring the wizard had given her, it had a feature similar to the talisman she had given her daughter and the function was the same, the only difference was that the effect of the ring was to influence the decisions of the king. Merea bowed before the goddess. “Mother of the earth, I have come as a humble servant to seek your face.” “Present your request, Merea.” The temple was empty sinc

Especially the god who’s at war with the young pharaoh who’s marching toward that city. Under the threat of mortals that are going to overthrow one of them, the leader of the god pantheon that governs the territory under the young pharaoh's rules descends to parley with the young pharaoh. The honors of the gods must not be desecrated. If the young pharaoh was still stubborn in destroying this god. He will face the wrath of all the gods within the pantheon. The young pharaoh laughs, defying the decree of the god, and starts to mobilize toward the city and demolish the main temple and kill all of that god's followers, then use the sacrificing ritual to force summon that god onto the mortal wor

"You want it, don't you?" "Yes, sir." I whispered. "Please." "Please what?" He looked at me. "I need to calm down." I moaned. "Please, please help me." "What would help?" he asked. "Tell me what to do." I whispered. "Just give me orders, any orders." "Ok. Strip. Slowly. I want a show, pet." He stroked my hair and let me stand up.

Roman asks, but his tone tells me he doesn’t really care. “Tomorrow. Immediately,” I reply tightly, falling back a few steps. He approaches the absolutely massive front doors. This entire face of the castle is dark stone and stained glass, but it’s dark enough that I wonder if anyone is home. I suppose it won’t just be me and Aris here for the next month and a half or so, however long I’m stationed at the Temple of the Lunar Eclipse, the main temple of Veiled Valley. If all goes well, I’ll say my vows just after the new year and can be stationed somewhere far, far away… perhaps Celestoria or even the furthest reaches of Tarsian. Hell, I’ve heard priestesses are being sent to the fae lands no

She traced a finger over a stretch of faded parchment. “This temple,” she said, “exists between ley lines. It doesn’t obey geography. You won’t just need directions. You’ll need blood. A sacrifice.” I frowned. “What kind of sacrifice?” Sabine looked at me. “Whatever the temple wants.” Leofric placed his hand over mine. Later that evening, I stood in the training yard alone, shard in hand. The wind howled like it mourned. I pressed the blade to my palm, felt the sting, let the blood drip into the snow.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just thought I saw something.” He nods. “Well, this is a magical place. You may see many things. But if you see money, make sure you tell me and I’ll jump in to get it for both of us.” He chuckles. “If you need some tablets, I have many. Good for everything.” I shake my head. Good to know he’s also a pharmacy. We keep going. He points out the remains of a temple. “This was a sanctuary dedicated to the deity, Zeus Beelgalasos, and there is another temple dedicated to Atargatis, the chief goddess of Northern Syria, some say goddess of fertility.”

Templar said, looking extremely nervous. “Do I look like I am joking, Sun God? What has the temple ever done to us, so far? My clansmen had built this place with our own sweat, blood, and magic. Now that our own kin is threatened, how can the temple refuse to help us? If they will do so, I will not help them too going forward.”

Zara's heart pounded despite the silence of the ruins. Elias and she had just managed to get out of the Order's stronghold. On the shattered stone table between them, the stolen file now lay open, its contents leaking out in fragments. Elias gestured at a map. "This is where the Archon is located." Zara bent over. "What is it? A city? A secret base? Elias gave a headshake. It's a temple. One that is older than any we have seen. It is known as the Shadow Sanctum by the Order. It is the beginning—and possibly the end—of their authority.

Kyra sensed the vibrant energy in the air, indicating they had discovered their desired object. "Is this the place, Eldon?" she whispered, her voice barely audible. He bobbed his head, with his gaze fixed on the temple. "Yes, this is the one. The solutions we are looking for can be found within us.” Upon nearing the temple, Kyra experienced feelings of anxiety. The ghosts of history were drawing near, and she understood that whatever lay hidden within these aged walls had the power to alter everything. The doors of the temple opened with a creak, exposing a long, dark corridor that appeared to go on endlessly. Inhaling deeply, Kyra entered the room, feeling a mix of excitement and anxiety as