Pillars Of Prophecy Novels & Stories

"Perhaps not today, perhaps not tomorrow, but eventually. The Shadow Covenant is patient, methodical, and utterly ruthless. They will find you, and when they do, your untrained abilities will not be enough to save you or those you care about." I could see the weight of my words settling on her young shoulders. She was eighteen years old, should have been worrying about finding her mate and settling into pack life. Instead, she was being forced to confront ancient enemies and make choices that would determine not just her fate but the fate of everyone around her. "Too young," Hera said sadly. "But the Moon Goddess does not make mistakes. It must be her." "There's something else," I said, know

I mumbled as I stroked my shaft in a frenzy. [A/N: Welcome to the Alpha's Destiny (The Prophecy). This is my first book, so be kind, since I wrote this book for laughs.]

My father's warning had been very clear and concise. And the truth was that I didn't want to get involved in a proxy war, but I had to ask about the prophecy. “Do you know what the prophecy is about?” My father nodded earnestly. “From long, long before you were born, a seer born within the Preserve said that one day a proxy war would break out during a Blue Moon and that this war would be controlled by a Pure Omega who would be powerful enough to end it all,” my father said, and I swallowed hard. “For years there was a search for that Omega until the seer herself had a vision just before she died and said that the Pure Omega would be born during a major astronomical event before the Blue Moo

“Let me get this straight, Lily,” Clayton commented calmly, an hour after when he arrived at the pack house to meet with her and Liam. “It’s either the wolf less child spoken in the prophecy is going to be sixty-one this year or twenty-one years old, right?” “Yes. According to the elders that I spoke to, the wolf less child has already been born,” Lily answered calmly as she looked down at her notes. “If we used the reference of the prophecy, the last years where there was a full moon on the sixteenth of July was the year of 1941 and 2000. My instinct is making me lean towards the twenty-one-year-old. Because of the few excerpts I got on the second part!”

Jackson-crow spoke, his voice sounding like a whisper of dry snow. He was perched on the edge of the dais, his form no longer a bird but a Grey-Vector Shadow of a nineteen-year-old boy. He pointed toward the perimeter of the dais, where eleven massive pillars of emerald-white ice stretched toward the obsidian sky. Inside each pillar was a woman—a Sun-Walker—frozen in the exact moment of her "Liquidation". "The High Council didn't delete them," Jackson whispered. "They Stored them. These are the Pillars of Precedent. Every time you struggle, every time you feel 'Too Much,' the Loom references these eleven souls to find the most efficient way to suppress you".

City A, 15 years ago, in a dilapidated house, the firelight was slowly spearing to every corner. The fire made a crackling, crackling, ticking sound that echoed in the stillness of the night. Suddenly, the fire flared up violently. It engulfed everything it passed through. In that deadly fire, the image of a rose playing in the sea of ​​​​fire slowly appeared. It shone extremely brightly and then began to fade to ashes. That rose was like his heart. Since that day, his heart had died, left only the animosity.

Esmia mumbled before she stare back at Helena who bowed down her head to match with Esmia and she laughed. "A goddess cannot die, and humans had misguided the prophecy long ago, what the prophecy really mean is that a future child will be born and Castaline will cherish it, to that the human misread it as 'The goddess will soon return to its fresh blossom' in a meaning that the goddess has died, of course the prophecy has a lot of meanings but to misread such holy writting was ridiculous..." Helena hold her laughter since this situation cannot be a comedy show since there is a situation that the human misread a prophecy, it will only means that humans aren't meant to be perfect that is, huma

When we were small, a witch named Sybil predicted that my sister would not live past sixteen. Since then, every eye in the family turned toward her. All the love in that house gathered around Aurora and stopped there. Whatever she wanted, whatever she wanted to do, our parents backed her completely. Every scrap of tenderness and every resource they had went to her, while I was left out in the cold, and the things that should have been mine were handed to her too. Even so, I never complained, not once. I knew my sister was someone to be pitied. Then the day of the prophecy came, the day she turned sixteen, and I was the one who ended up poisoned with wolfsbane, of all people, hanging on the e

Call upon me when in need. I'm always watching over you. How long will it take for this prophecy come to pass? Can two teenagers that come from completely different backgrounds bring the balance and harmony to the world as Selene has promised? What if they don't like one another despite the mate bond and the prophecy? If they can't get along with each other, there certainly is no hope for the rest of them.

He asked. "Because I don't want to! Don't you guys get it" I spread my hand and felt that this scene is somewhat familiar even though I don't know when it ever happened. "This is also about your future, The prophecy existed because of you and I" He said as I paused. "Wait! Hold in! What are you talking about?" I asked him but he just shook his head. "We can't meet now because of the present situation but that doesn't mean that things will change. We all have secrets that we want to find out and this might be a stepping stone because it is called 'FATE'." He said as I rolled my eyes.