Prophecy Novels & Stories

"Among others," he admitted reluctantly. "But Dad shut it down quickly. Made it clear that the Goddess herself had blessed the bond, and questioning it was questioning her will." "Right, because that'll definitely make them love me more." I pressed my palms against my temples, feeling a headache building behind my eyes. "So now I'm not just the freak who talks to the Goddess, I'm the freak who stole their precious Alpha heirs." "You didn't steal anything," Kyle said firmly. "The bond chose us, all four of us. We don't get to pick and choose who fate decides we belong with."

She only whispered, “No. We’ve only just remembered why we were born.” The silence that followed didn’t ache. It simply was. Then Seren said: “Flame.” And Sirelia answered: “Dust.” The earth trembled. And the sky turned red. Together, they faced the dark. Not as allies. Not yet. But as the only two who understood: Prophecy was never about who ruled. It was about who remained. At the farthest edge of the world, the sky shattered. Stone screamed. And a god’s voice poured through every corner of the land like thunder dragged over bone.

she declared, hopefully. Ace shook his head. “I think it’s very unlikely, Mik,” he answered. “Mom didn’t have royal blood, which could explain why the prophecy didn’t work on her. But it’s hard to tell.” “And what does it even do?” she wondered. “The Prophecy of the Royal Luna says that the woman who holds the power of the Moon, once she's married and becomes a Luna, will have special abilities. I’m not sure of what it will do or what it even means, but it’s something more powerful than we can imagine.”

A key to some prophecy. A moonchild.

It’s hard to say, the prophecies continue to be annoyingly vague. Aolis and I are pretty sure that some of the prophecies are about Aolik as well. Another prophecy came into being on the day of his birth. They all read as if there may come a time when strength and perseverance will be needed, but that love will win in the end. I don't know if I'll be alive when these prophecies come to light, but I hope that my children find this love that is spoken of in the prophecies.

Hearing this, Samantha replied, “Where else could he go? He’s off to find Carver, of course. Adrian told me that Carver probably came across some prophecies somewhere.” “Prophecies?” Joanna seemed puzzled. “What are prophecies?” Rue asked, not knowing what that was. Joanna then said, “Juno, could you explain it to your mother please?” Juno said, “Prophecies are told by seers that foretell something that may happen in the future. People of the past used to believe in such things. Nobody talks about such things in our current times, but that doesn’t mean that the technique is lost forever.”

This isn’t the end of the prophecy. It’s the beginning.

“So she either brings back a broken king and helps destroy the world, or she chooses Kael and… breaks the Veil?” “Possibly,” I admit. “Possibly?” Kael snaps. “Prophecy is not a map, Kael,” I say. “It is a storm forecast. It tells you something is coming. It does not tell you how strong the winds will be — or what they will take.” He stares at me, fury and fear and something softer all twisting together. “So what you’re really saying,” he growls, “is that if she chooses me… we tear the world open.”

I sat at the edge, arms crossed as I stared at nothing in particular. "You’re distracted," Gideon remarked, stepping closer. "Your father gives you one order, and suddenly you’re lost in your thoughts." I clenched my jaw. "I’m fine." Gideon chuckled. "You know, your father isn’t wrong. That girl—Luna—she’s nothing but trouble. You think it’s a coincidence the Revenants are after her?" I turned to glare at him. "Maybe she’s a victim in all of this." He scoffed. "Or maybe she’s the reason it’s all happening. The prophecy speaks of a child of dusk and moonlight, doesn’t it? You ever stop to think she might be the key to bringing the Revenants back?"