Prophecy Of Merlin Novels & Stories

So it was fair to say Sir Dave loathed him. But how was this then possible. He wasn’t an apparition, he was a mortal and had survived the wrath of the Troubled waters. What did that mean for him? Does this mean the Goddess had decided to favor Dalton. The more he though about it the more afraid he became. Muttering “it wasn’t possible” continuously under his breath , he turned back and stomped back to his room with the head guard closely behind him.

she asked. “You can take the book with you if you want to read it,” he added before continuing. “But long story short, apparently this prophecy runs in the Royal Family since forever. Some even say the powers of the Luna came from the Silver Moon itself and she passed it to her descendants.” They considered the Moon the goddess of the wolves, so it was supposed to be where their abilities to shift came from, and that was why all wolves, or at least most of them, paid enormous respect towards it.

The hall was silent, so much that you could hear a pin-drop silence. I didn't know if I was ready to listen to whatever she had to say. Somehow, I knew this was going to be about me, about my lineage. My hands began to shake. Just then, Morgan’s eyes sought mine. He had an unreadable look in his eyes before reaching out to hold my trembling hands in his warm ones. I let him, somehow feeling better, tingles shooting up my arms. Selene closed her eyes briefly, then began. “Many years ago, at the Crimson Order pack, during the reign of King Lucien, before Alora was even born, there was a prophecy.

Focused instead on the sharp sting of the bark beneath my fingertips. I had lived in exile for as long as I could remember. The Silver Moon Pack threw me out when I was just a child. Said I was cursed. A bad omen. Something to fear. My mother died not long after that—some said she killed herself because of me. I never believed them. Not really. But sometimes... sometimes the doubt crept in like rot. I had no answers. No real memories of why they cast me out. Just pain. Pain and this power I couldn’t control.

I knew she was not happy about the Elf King situation, and she had been on edge every time someone mentioned the prophecy. This time, David spoke. “Many years ago, during our kind´s lowest point. A prophecy was made. The prophecy spoke about a special cursed wolf-less Luna of the werewolf realm. She would possess the power to read minds, feel others' feelings, and to manipulate the elements. She will unite all realms and bring the world light.” King David recited pretty much what everybody else said, more or less details.

“There is something I have hidden from you. It's time I told you. It's about a prophecy that was spoken of many years ago.” “What prophecy?,” he asked, curious. “It was prophesied that a child will be born to an alpha. She will be possessed of a demon, and he will push her to do the extremes.” “What extremes?.” “She shall rise against the alpha and destroy the pack. When her task is completed, she shall be killed.” “Tell me you do not speak of Alicia,” Fidelis quickly asked, looking very worried. “I am the alpha the prophecy spoke of.” “Alicia?,” he said in utter disbelief. “No! That's not possible! Alicia can never destroy the pack she loves. I'm sure the prophecy spoke of someone else.”

"But before he did, he entrusted her protection to someone else." "Isolde," I whispered, remembering the witch who had taught me magic before I was sent to hunt my sister. Caius nodded. "She's been playing a dangerous game, pretending to serve the Queen while trying to keep her oath to your father." I took the scroll, unrolling it carefully. The words were written in an old language I barely recognized, but the pictures were clear twin wolves, one ruby-red, one midnight-black, standing at a great gate. "The prophecy isn't about Sienna choosing a mate," Caius explained. "It's about the twins you and her making a choice together."

“What else did the prophecy say?” Seraphine hesitated for a moment, as if choosing her words carefully. “The prophecy also speaks of the bond between you and your mates. It says that this bond is both your greatest strength and your greatest weakness. If you allow it to fracture, if you push them away, it could weaken you at a critical moment. But if you find a way to strengthen that bond, it will give you the power you need to face the dark king.”

He looked away toward the dais where the High Oracle, an ancient woman with cataract-clouded eyes, stood beside Bianca, who knelt before the slumped, dying queen on her throne. “Brothers and sisters of Camelot,” Kael’s voice carried across the hall. “We stand at the edge of a cliff. To the west, the Lycan King Darius gathers his forces. His shadow already touches our borders, and war is no longer a rumor.” A ripple of fear went through the crowd. "To protect this pack," Kael continued, "I need to be strong. And my pack needs a strong queen. Tonight, I choose my Luna.” I took a step forward, my heart hammering in my chest. Choose us. We can be strong together.

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.