Sanctum Novels & Stories

he mumbled, before disappearing entirely. As they stood on the cusp of leaving the valley, the rune pulsed once more, projecting a map into the air. At its heart was a place indicatedby a single word: Sanctuary. And below the signature, scrawled in blood-red ink, a warning: "Trust no one.”

About building a place where power doesn't corrupt and choice matters more than fate. People come from across Lunareth. Not just the cursed and hunted, but also those tired of factional conflicts. Dreamweavers who left the Sanctum. Soldiers who deserted the Dominion. Tide-witches seeking purpose beyond manipulation. Within two months, our sanctuary has grown from a compound to a small city. We call it Haven—simple, direct, honest.

I couldn’t help but marvel at her resilience, her determination to see her people safe. After days of travel, we finally stood before the entrance to the sanctuary—a massive stone archway carved into the mountainside, adorned with intricate runes that seemed to pulse with a faint, otherworldly light. Clara stepped forward, her hand gently tracing the ancient symbols. “These runes have protected our sanctuary for centuries,” she explained. “Only those with the purest intentions can enter.”

The snowstorm was a silent predator blanketing the Carpathian range. Everything about Sanctum 9 was designed to be forgotten—buried beneath mountains, disguised as a hydroelectric plant on outdated satellite maps. The truth? It was the heart of Lazarus. The final threshold. The endgame.

I asked Athena. “Constantium and all shifter palaces are inside Sanctium. It is a safe haven for all shifters and supernatural creatures. There is nothing to fear. Also, Constantium is a sacred temple, so no weapons are allowed,” she explained. “Ladies! It’s time.” Kenna came to stand in front of us and clapped her hands.

Alpha Carmen clarified, and recognition washed over me. Alpha Carmen gestured toward the entrance, signalling for me to follow. As we entered the Sanctuary, the atmosphere shifted from the crisp outdoor air to a warm, comforting embrace. The interior revealed a bustling hub of activity, with people engaged in various tasks and the sound of children's laughter echoing through the halls. Abel guided me through the different areas, explaining the daily routines and the importance of maintaining a secure environment. The Sanctuary, it seemed, was more than just a refuge; it was a haven for those who had faced the harsh realities of the world.

Tears well up in my eyes again, that is all I feel like I am doing at the minute. We part ways and we get into our positions in the ritual circle. Scarlet takes a deep breath and starts to chant the words that will start the sacrifice. This time as she chants a light blue light starts to flow through the objects which connects them all together. While Scarlet is chanting the blue light then travels around her and up it goes it even makes her hair rise like the blue light is creating a breeze and it keeps travelling into the night sky.

"Cub—" "No, let me finish," Jericho cut Gunnar off with a raised hand, "it's the only connection I have to parents I barely remember. That aside, it holds so many good memories I've shared with each of you. I know, sometimes you've got to learn to let things go, especially the past so you can move forward. I also know what each of you is trying to do by selling the place. But, I buried Slash there because that was where he spent most of his days and happiest moments. I want Odette and myself to be able to visit him whenever we want it. If we want to. So, if you're so insistent on selling the place, I'm willing to pay whatever price you're offering."

Only to see horror in front of me. I was back in front of the house, but our house looked torn and burned down, as if it has been deserted for decades. Where the green lawn used to be was no more, and instead, it was just dry land and ashes. Where the majestic fountain with perfectly sculpted angels stood no more, and in its place were 14 gravestones, 13 of them containing the names of my siblings. I saw the 14th one right in front of me, with a big gravestone that has my name. The grave was empty, but somehow, I felt like it was waiting for my dead body.

We can help you control yours ! Beep beep, beep " It’s working again ! ” Rick said. " What’s that suppose to be ? ” Daryal said. " Communication patch from us to the sanctum ” Rick said. " Sanctum ?” Keri said. " When we beat chancellor Thorne, some of the students stayed in that dimension to hide from Vanity. ” I said. " The sanctum is made from the pieces of Zen academy that we salvaged and it run by a few students and Ziracco’ s back-up AI, Architect. ” Eric said.