Novel & Cerita Sanctum

I continue with my eating, making sure I don’t waste the delicious food. “If I may ask, what’s that stone for anyway? It has to be so important that you have to kidnap me and hold me ransom.” I wipe my mouth with a napkin as I set the rest of the wasting utensils away. Santino stares at his brother, and Maximo nods his head. “We are not from here, Samantha.” “Duh…” “No, you don’t get it,” Maximo cuts me off. “We are not from here, meaning earth.”

When she opened them again she saw dark sky with a lot of colorful stars decorating it and looking down from where she stood was a place she never knew she would see. “Welcome to home world!” Clara announced. The place was weird and beautiful. First of it was like a circle divided into four. “Tempa, Sava, Elementa and Luvina” Clara said pointing. Danny looked at where they stood and it looked like a ledge of some sort. Like they were on a mountain. “So can you tell me what those places do?” she asked. “Yes” Clara replied getting comfortable on the ground.

It was to be used in situations requiring assistance from the Patriarch under special circumstances. At this moment, the Patriarch had set foot on a dark and mysterious path. This path was located within Scarlet Summit. It was the sacred mountain of the faction, and also an active volcano. The mountain was adorned with countless beautiful flowers, presenting a delightful scenery. However, due to occasional volcanic eruptions, the mountain was fraught with danger. This place was a dangerous beauty, possessing an irresistible allure, yet hiding unknown perils beneath its beautiful exterior. The walls of the path were carved with various grotesque patterns of demons and monsters. Each of them w

No doubt, it will become a place for wounded people from the underworld to seek treatment without the risk of embarrassing questions from the feds. As for Santo, we're not sure what's wrong with him lately. His mood swings are increasingly violent and strange. Sometimes we can see him smiling like a happy jerk, then suddenly, he goes into a black rage and breaks everything in his path. Fortunately, he is always careful to control himself in the presence of children.

As if the very earth was holding its breath. Then we saw it. Nestled in the valley, hidden behind a curtain of vines and mist, was a structure of pale white stone. It shimmered faintly, not from magic, but from age—like moonlight had kissed it so many times it left a permanent glow. The Sanctuary. It wasn’t grand or towering. It was simple. Sacred. And heartbreakingly familiar. “This looks like...” Lira trailed off. “Like the ruins near my childhood home,” I finished.

Ressi shielded his eyes, squinting into the brilliance. "Arrival confirmed," a voice announced. It wasn't a human voice. It was melodic, calm, and possessed a fatherly warmth that felt entirely manufactured. It resonated from every wall, every ceiling, and every floor. "Welcome, travelers, to the Sanctuary of the Steel Shell. You have escaped the chaos. You have been chosen for Purification." The Ritual of the Scrub

Once we finish our Initiation, we are giving a new name aside from the number we were given on the day we were recruited. Out of the 5 recruited each year, only 1 becomes a GHOST. The devil himself. The type you would send to wipe out a whole city without batting an eye for the innocents within. Born to never show weakness, to never miss a target, to never make a mistake and most of all, to never turn our back on Hexagon. A defense system to make sure they had all their assets in check. Rob Anderson is an asset, a Ghost before he rose higher in ranks and became a Baron, there are many like him, some were ghosts just like himself, now given high ranked works and a team at his disposal and oth

The Sanctum of the First Howl. Jake's eyes got a little bigger. The Sanctum was our pack's most sacred and secret place. It was a cave system deep in the most dangerous part of our territory, protected by the blood and magic of the first Mystic Hollows Alpha. It was the last place to go, the last line of defense. The fact that I was taking Lyra and the child there said a lot about how dangerous I thought it was. "Alpha, as you say." He bowed and left to do what he had been told to do.

They were Silverbacks who hadn't been warriors, but healers and scholars. Marcus, listening from the front seat, chimed in. He said the Sanctuary wasn't a myth. He told them it was a convent like estate on the outskirts of the Blackwood Forest, about fifty miles east of the city. It had been officially listed as an asylum for "spiritually afflicted" pack members during the purges. He said everyone assumed the inhabitants had been executed decades ago.

"Another ancient relic? Is it safe? The last time an ancient machine awoke beneath this mountain, Valerius tried to blow up the northern continent." "The Sanctum is not a weapon, Caelum," Aurelia replied gently. "It is a holy chamber of trial and blessing. But its inner sanctuary can only be unlocked by the living High King and Queen together. If Lyra is to give birth in the coming weeks, her core must be attuned to the Cradle, or the child's dual mana could trigger an elemental strain during delivery." Caelum looked immediately down at Lyra, his hand tightening possessively around her waist. "Is your body up for this, Lyra? If you feel even a moment of fatigu