Prophecy Maker Novels & Stories

Anger seeps into Naomi’s voice and body language as she talks about her bastard of a mate. “Where is this prophecy from? I’ve never heard of it,” Meredith says. You can see that her gaze has turned inwards. Is she talking to the Goddess, trying to get answers? “It isn’t from the Goddess. Julian’s great-great grandmother was a witch. A seer. The prophecy is one that she foretold, prior to the founding of the Meteoric Rise Pack,” Arya says. “So…” Confusion causes Zak’s eyebrows to bunch, his mouth to turn down. “Does that prophecy hold any weight?”

I whisper weakly. I already lost one mate. I already survived unbearable grief. Now somehow I’m connected to some ancient prophecy? No. No, this cannot be happening. Maverick suddenly steps in front of me protectively. “What exactly does this prophecy say?” he asks coldly. Elder Miriam hesitates. For the first time since she entered the room… she looks afraid to speak. Then finally, she whispers: “When two broken wolves are bound beneath the Moon Goddess twice…” My wolf whimpers softly inside me.

"At last, you've come." I blinked, attempting to absorb their presence and the abrupt shift in reality. "Who are you?" My voice sounded more steady than I felt. "We are the Keepers," another said, his tone gentler but no less powerful. "Guardians of the prophecy and of what lies beyond." My fingers clenched into fists, and nails dug into my palms. "What prophecy?" What has this got to do with me? "You are the Harbinger," the first person murmured, moving closer. "The person who maintains the balance between salvation and destruction. The key to the packs' future—and maybe all of existence."

“What are you talking about?” “What do you guys know about the 3 prophets of the goddess?” Anna went on to ask, ignoring Joseph’s question. “I know you’re one of them,” Joseph surprised me by answering. “The three prophets of the goddess?” I asked, raising my brows at them. “What does that mean? The Goddess has three personal prophets?” Anna nodded. “The prophet of death,” she explained. “This prophet sees only death and destruction. Once the prophet of death has a vision, there’s no changing the outcome. It’s set in stone. Fate.”

“Then perhaps the throne was never meant for....” My hand closed around his throat before he could finish. Gasps echoed through the chamber. “Never meant for me?” I whispered. The warlock clawed weakly at my wrist, his face paling. “Forgive me, my Queen.” I released him with a sharp shove, sending him stumbling to the floor. “Remember this,” I said, my voice deadly calm. “Prophecy is nothing more than a weapon. It belongs to whoever is strong enough to claim it.” No one dared speak after that.

The Prophecy Revealed The sanctuary filled with light as ancient words formed in the air. “When moonlight binds the broken and blood unites the fated, The Healer’s Flame shall rise. Shadow will kneel before her, And the Serpent’s Crown shall fall.” My breath faltered. “What does it mean?” Mia’s gaze softened. “It is the Silverwood Prophecy. It speaks of the one destined to destroy the Covenant.” Ryker’s grip on my hand tightened. “You,” he whispered. I stared in disbelief. “That’s impossible.”

she beamed and ruffled both their hairs before ushering them out from her room. The smile on her face instantly dropped as soon as they were out the door while her gaze went to her left hand where the little finger remained missing. “He’s coming girls with the help from both of you, your fates are cursed, only doom lurks over your heads and I’m sorry for being the cause of it” BLOOD PROPHECY!

Stella simply answered. "But you lied to your father," Lynn said. "It's just a little white lie it won't kill him" Stella shrugged. Her eyes then looked at mine and found myself lost in them. "Okay, I'm done with the chit-chat, werewolves are real" Eva simply said. "Werewolves are not real," Scott said in a correction voice. "What if we can prove it," Lucien said standing up from his chair looking at both Scott and Stella. "Okay," She said unsure of what to say.

We put the plan into motion the moment we find out Ella is with child. The Prophecy A bitter heart looks to consume it all. The fate of existence lays upon the hands of a tri bred. A creature like no other who possesses the power to save us all. Tread careful, for if he is able to persuade the profit, all hope is lost and the world will fall.

The taller Elder stated,“The prophecy foretells of an omega whose soul shines brighter than the sun and whose heart is purer than the first snowfall. This chosen one will bring balance to the warring packs and unite the alpha and omega clans, ushering in a golden era of peace and prosperity.” I frowned, seeking clarity. "So, is this prophecy myth or reality?" The shorter elder's expression turned stern. "Ignorance makes a man foolish and blinds him from what's before him." Before I could respond, the two elders stood up and left, leaving us stranded. I wanted to protest, but the younger mage sat beside us, his friendly tone a welcome change. "What questions do you have? I'll answer," he offe