Prophecy Of Seven Novels & Stories

Seven days until the ritual. Seven days to become strong enough to burn out three centuries of darkness. Seven days to prove the prophecy wrong—or fulfill it in ways no one expected. The mountain waited, patient as death, while we rode toward our fate.

“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.”

Next, they began to recite words of incantations, and speak in strange languages like they were hypnotized. "We'll know why we're here." The voice of our oldest female alpha spoke up. "We're here to witness the holy matrimony of Aurora Devine Wood and Shane Gledova." Each word that came out of her mouth, was accompanied by dead silence. "As the unite today in holy matrimony, may the moon goddess bless and approve of their union, and give victory to our pack." She prayed. As she spoke, my heart froze in silence. I knew what was going to come next.

"She still refuses to take off that enchanted ring. Both Priestess Alethaliyah and Greer have foretold that Theodavian Sagedeluna is returning. It does not surprise me for he is a part of the prophecy after all." Dante raised his eyebrow at that. "I did not know that." "It is my own personal prediction," she confessed with a shrug. His Queen finally faced him and looked him directly in the eyes. "You are needed in these pending wars, Dante. Your part in this tale will lead from the beginning and to the very end." He could not keep the surprise from her nor that he believed he ever could. Lady Crystobelle was a master at truth. She gave him a smile with a shimmer of mischievousness in her eye

She'd been quiet for most of the evening, her expression distant, like she was lost in thought. Finally, she spoke. "There's something I need to tell you," Lysa said, her voice soft but serious. Callie lifted her head, meeting her gaze. "What is it?" Lysa hesitated, her fingers twisting together nervously. "A prophecy," she said. "One that's been whispered about for generations, but most people have forgotten it. Or they think it's just a story." "A prophecy about what?" "About you." Callie's breath caught. "Me?"

Suddenly, every wolf in the valley howled at once. The sound was terrifying. The air tore open. A massive ring of glowing red symbols appeared in the sky, spinning slowly above us. The prophecy had activated. Every warrior fell silent. Fia screamed. “I see it! I see everything!” “Fia!” Elena grabbed her. “There are two children in the prophecy,” Fia cried. “One is light. One is destruction.” My heart pounded. Lucian’s voice was low. “Which one is which?” She looked at me.

The golden light around my hands flared brighter, and he seemed to think better of it. "This isn't finished," he said, straightening his jacket with shaking hands. "You can't…” Thankfully, this coffee shop was in the parklands, so when the smoke enveloped me again like a shield, the Goddess spoke through me again. “Oh, is that so? I can do a lot more than strip you of your wolf. Let's start with your pups under your breeding program.” Xavier's face drained of all colour. His carefully cultivated mask of superiority crumbled completely as he staggered backward, his hands clutching at his chest.

If it was a display of manners because I had asked her first or if she was truly concerned, I had no idea. I still remained standing. “Yes.” There was a reason she came here and I needed her to speak up. She owed me the exact way I owed her. “About Segei…” she started and a sudden anticipation burst through my veins “He said there is a prophecy that is coming to pass” The same prophecy the Hecate had been talking about. The same ‘truth’ that was said could not be escaped. “Did he tell you what the prophecy is?” “He did not know full details according to him. Only that some people plan to take over the throne”

The tide of the battle was turning against us, but before I could react, I heard my siblings’ voices in my head. “We will come back. And we will have our vengeance.” In the midst of the chaos, my mother appeared before me. “Raise your hands to the sky and repeat after me. Now, quickly, so you may return when the time is right.” I obeyed, drawing upon every ounce of strength as I chanted the prophecy: "This is the prophecy of the Order. Hear now, for we shall return when: One born of royalty, One born of sin, Three brought together, Brothers of another,

I said calmly without telling them about the stigma or the fact that that seer was my own mother. “Can someone explain to me what the prophecy is about and why my mate is the chosen one?" I don't understand why her and not someone else,” Connor said, and the priest sighed. “Centuries ago, the gods dictated a prophecy,” said the high priest. “Then a seer said the girl would appear in visions from the temple and have a stigma of destiny.” I swallowed saliva, and Connor frowned. “What do you mean by a stigma of destiny?” The wolf asked with confusion.