Seventh Sanctum Novels & Stories

“Hydroponic yield exceeding projections by six percent this quarter. Adrian didn’t turn. He already knew. He knew everything. Ten years since the world ended, Ten years since the last war burned through sky and soil, turning nations into memory and memory into myth, Ten years since Samuel died. And ten years since Adrian refused to let him go. Neo-Stain was his answer to extinction. A city carved into the earth’s bones, layered in concentric rings: the outer defense grids, the agricultural belts, the residential sectors, the core laboratories. At its heart, a chamber no one else was allowed to enter. The Sanctum, His sanctuary, His prison. He moved away from the glass slowly, his footsteps e

It was a slow, booming drum that echoed through the ice, a sound that signaled the start of a countdown. "Thank you for the cradle, Mother," the voice whispered, closer now, sounding almost affectionate. At the entrance, the massive crystalline doors finally groaned and shattered, but not because of Ash’s strength. They shattered because the pressure inside the room had become too great. Ash stumbled into the Sanctum, his eyes scanning the altar. He stopped, his breath catching in a silent sob. He didn't see Rhea. He saw a statue of sapphire glass, a beautiful, terrifying monument to the end of the world. Her hand was reached out toward the door, her silver eyes wide and frozen in an eternal

Right after posting it, while I was still reading comments mocking me for putting on a tough front, I saw Immortal Ashes Team’s official account tag me in a post, openly standing by my side. "The crowd follows the herd. The strong walk alone. Those who don’t know how to cherish what they have will lose it. Ash Mercer, we stand with you. IA will always be your strongest backing."

He scooped Melody into his arms and looked down at me, high and mighty. "Rosalia, you've gone too far this time. Stay here and think about what you've done." With that, he carried Melody away. Over his shoulder, she shot me a smug look. The sea breeze howled at me, chilling me to the bone. The island was completely desolate. Being left here was a death sentence. Just then, a familiar voice echoed in my head. "Five days until you exit this world." A bitter smile touched my lips. Maybe this was for the best. I was going to disappear anyway… Slipping away quietly like this might just be easier!

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.

A heavy, four-inch-thick slab of reinforced steel slid open with a hiss of pressurized air. ​“Inside. Now,” he commanded. ​They stepped into the Sanctum—a six-by-six-foot reinforced vault designed to withstand a nuclear blast. The door slid shut behind them with a definitive thud, sealing them into a windowless, soundproof, and perfectly dark void. ​The Sanctum was built for survival, but not for the preservation of a contract. In the tiny, enclosed space, the air immediately began to warm from their shared body heat. The "Hum" of the Mate Bond, which had been a steady background thrum in the sprawling penthouse, suddenly expanded to fill every cubic inch of the vault.

Toronto, Canada Quinn POV Amongst the twenty-two women here, I only get along with Sarah. When I arrived she was so sweet and welcoming that I felt it was suspicious, it wasn't until a week and a half ago that she told me she had been crushing on Archie, one of the seven sins. Once a talk that relates to the seven brothers comes into our conversation, she can't keep her mouth shut any longer and rambles on about Archie all day long. She knew I was sent here by Ace and because of the few news she got from the United States she thought I was dating Ace only and that we both would become wives of the Luthers once Archie noticed here. Her so much love for Archie made it so difficult for me to br

Facing West as my coven chants, I say, “Amurru, great wind, which brings devastation to the plains, I summon thee! IM-MAR-TU!” Then I turn to the South, “Sutu! From the desolate lands gallop forth! In the darkness, I shall ride these winds, I summon thee! SU-TU!” Next, I face East, “Sadu, Mountain Wind of the blazing dawn! Send forth the storms of burning rain! I summon thee! IM-KUR-RA!” Finally, I turn to the North, “Istanu, storm winds which split open the land, I summon thee! IM -SI-SA!”

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

Severin replied. Yaacob left a lasting impression on Severin after self-professing to be the sect's know-it-all. He claimed to know everything and anything about the sect, even each different elders' penchants. Curious about Severin's visit, Yaacob scratched his head and asked, "Is there something you need here?" Severin focused on his purpose for visiting the Seventh Mountain and explained, "I came to the Seventh Mountain to find the Sword Tomb. I'd like to acquire some heptagold energy."