Novel & Cerita Scarlet Witch Prophecy

“However, despite that I wished to protect the Righ. I am not answerable to you!” “All witches-” “I am not all witches!” The wind picks up speed and there is a sudden heaviness to the air, as the witch gets to her feet, “I am the witch who has withstood time! I have recorded and witnessed the downfall of the Righs, one by one. I have recorded their prophecies, including the one which is taking place now!” I go still, “What do you mean? Which prophecy?”

It was the kind of laugh that belonged to someone who had nothing left to lose, someone who'd embraced the darkness inside them completely. "She's mine now," Korran said, and his voice dropped lower, more serious. "And long gone. Even though you tried to keep her from me." Another dark chuckle. "Even you can't stop the prophecy." "You are going to regret this," Damon said, and it wasn't a threat. It was a fact, spoken with absolute certainty. Korran tilted his head to the side, that smirk never leaving his face. "Make me."

Jessica felt her stomach knot and twist at his words, “Others? You mean….” Elias interrupted Jessica’s words as he stepped closer to the she-wolf, closing the gap between them. He lowered his voice to a whisper, so only he and Jessica could hear it. “The prophecy doesn’t bind you to one alpha; you have four Jessica. Jack, myself and two more who are yet to appear to you. Together we are to rebuild the shattered ones.” “And if I refuse?” Jessica asked, standing her ground confidently, “What if I don’t want to repair your silly, shattered pack? I am done with pack life now. I’m going back to the City after this. Back to my normal job and my normal home.”

A murmur spread among the witches. One of the younger wizards leaned forward, defiant. “Then what of our cause? Will we let a child ruin the balance we bled to create?” An elder responded sharply, “She is the balance. If the prophecy holds, her awakening ends the scent chain. No Alpha, no Haspan, no dominion. Just us—” The words caught in his throat as the Veilfire flickered again, warningly. Another witch slammed her palm on the table.

"Tell me about the prophecy. The real version. Not the sanitized one Vida fed me." Something flashed in Heriberto's expression—approval, maybe. Like I had passed some test. "The real prophecy." He leaned back against the cold stone wall, chains clinking. "Much older than your family, little one. Centuries old. Written by the witch elders when they first sensed a shift coming. A crack in the natural order." He paused, studying my face like he was searching for something. "They foresaw a child born with power from all three supernatural bloodlines. Werewolf, witch, Hunter. A hybrid who could unite the world... or burn it to ash."

"You can't hide behind these boys forever, princess. And when I return, and I will return, you'll learn exactly what happens to those who defy the Silverclaw pack." He turned and stalked toward the door, his movements sharp with fury. But just before he reached it, he paused and looked back at me with those cold blue eyes. “Then let me finish it, right here, the marble smoke now mixed with gold. Come for me again, and this spell will strip you of your wolf.” I said as my green eyes swirled with gold and silver. Xavier's eyes widened, a flicker of genuine fear crossing his face before he could mask it. "You dare threaten an Alpha bloodline? You have no idea what powers you're toying with, chi

Briella asks me I nodded my head at her, letting her know that she could go ahead and tell Serenity the prophecy. “Serenity, as Alpha Brennon said, there is a prophecy to do with your family. Many generations ago, a prophecy came to light that there would only be males born to the Nightshade line. But there will be a generation when a female will be born to the Nightshade line. She will be the most powerful wolf of her generation. When she is born, it means that a great evil is coming unlike anything the world has ever seen. The prophecy also became general knowledge of the supernatural world. The prophecy was foretold by a very renowned witch. Her name was Morgana Fier. She was a high pries

The taller Elder stated,“The prophecy foretells of an omega whose soul shines brighter than the sun and whose heart is purer than the first snowfall. This chosen one will bring balance to the warring packs and unite the alpha and omega clans, ushering in a golden era of peace and prosperity.” I frowned, seeking clarity. "So, is this prophecy myth or reality?" The shorter elder's expression turned stern. "Ignorance makes a man foolish and blinds him from what's before him." Before I could respond, the two elders stood up and left, leaving us stranded. I wanted to protest, but the younger mage sat beside us, his friendly tone a welcome change. "What questions do you have? I'll answer," he offe

-- There is a prophecy. From a psychic from the Northern Hemisphere. That there will be born a special messenger from the Moon Goddess to the wolves to face all misfortunes. A daughter who can prevent defeat, someone who can heal, a woman who will bring great offspring to their tribe. The special child of the Moon Goddess. But the psychic forgot one important thing. As the prophecy spreads, countless groups of wolves are hunting for the special child just to satisfy their greed and personal desires. They did anything to get that special Child. Including getting rid of everyone who gets in the way, without a second thought, like a cold-blooded killer.

Kiema was settled back and leaning on Saint, her lids at half mast. "Right, onwards. The Raven of the Nights prophecy comes to us from right here in Iashira." I looked around the table again. "Do you want the prophecy as it's written, or do you want to know what it means?" Atlas' eyes gleamed as he opened his mouth. "Just what it means for now, please, Kord. I'm exhausted," Scarlet said as she snuggled in Xander's lap. Atlas' lips twisted in disappointment, but he gave me a nod anyway.