Seer Charmed Novels & Stories

she says slow, deliberate, “you follow your father’s path.” I swallow hard. I haven't found my mate yet, I don't even have an heir. Just madness. I laugh, dry and bitter. “So that’s the plan? End my bloodline with me. Wipe out the cursed quietly.” My fists clench. Seven years of fight crushing down. “But you said I have one. A mate. She’s out there?” The Seer nods. "For the first time in decades since the curse was made, I can smell her, Your bond lives. But something, or someone, buried a spell. Twisted by fear and desperation.”

Damien’s POV "A wedding?" Leo’s words hit me like a fist to the gut. I froze. A wedding. Elara was getting married? "Leo, what wedding?" My voice trembled. "Cut the bullshit!" Leo roared through the phone. "My sister is marrying a goddamn Moretti. The wedding’s in two days. Trinity Church!" An arranged marriage? The Morettis? The only family in Chicago that could touch my power? "Leo, we can talk about—"

the seer said, looking up at me with wide eyes. “Who?” I asked, getting annoyed at her mysterious talk. “Your mate,” she whispered, and I jerked back. She must be joking. I thought as I scoffed. “How much have you been drinking?” I snapped. I was losing my patience with each word the seer spoke. “She's your mate, Alpha, Damien. She's the one meant for you,” the seer insisted, and I let go of the girl, dropping her to the floor as I stepped away in shock.

“You look beautiful. The most beautiful person in the world.” I smiled. “You’re just saying that because I’m your mate.” He shook his head. “No. No free banter here.” I laughed softly. Then a chill ran down my spine. I felt it before I saw it. A heavy stare. I turned and found Nymeria watching me from across the hall. Her expression was unreadable. Unease curled in my stomach. I glanced down at my wrist. The charm glowed red. My breath caught. I stared at it, heart pounding. I didn’t know if it had cut me or not, but before I could think further, the glow faded. The bracelet returned to normal.

He needs to answer some questions about the drink and charms he gave to her. Within some few minutes the seer appeared. The seer looked up from a pile of dried herbs, startled. "Diva! what is it?" "What did you give me?!" Diva demanded. The seer blinked. "Just a sedative. Something to calm your mind. You asked for it." "Don’t lie to me." The seer's eyes darted. For the first time, Diva saw something uncertain in his face. Fear? "Did someone tell you to give it to me?"

Jane’s breathing wasn’t steady but she was slightly calm. “When I met your father… I was not a part of the Nightshade pack,” she said softly. “You were not a part of the pack?” Evans inquired, but Jane’s eyes were lost in memories. She shook her head. “I was a seer.” “A seer?” Jane nodded. “I could see the future. I could see fragments of things that are yet to happen. Both negative and positive… whatever the impact it might have, I’d see the prices.” A sad smile crossed her lips. “People feared gifts like mine. Who would be happy knowing that he would die or something huge would happen to him or her in the next moment.”