Novel & Cerita Sith Lady

Of all the beauty, hers was the most divine. Her purple eyes gleamed with her grey armor as she rose from the ashes, did her purple gaze shine with her tears or her enemy’s blood? They were afraid to call her by her name……. Athena. I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story.

It was too familiar for her not to know who it is. "Yes, Greyn?" "My lad-" Greyn stopped midway when Saiya looked at him like she was going to kill him. Soon after, he felt her overwhelming presence and that made him kneel. He felt like he was looking at the darkest side of his former lord, Azul. "How many times do I have to tell you, I no longer hold a gender. Let them think who the Lord of Shadows is until the day those people will learn her true identity right before they die," she reminded him with authority in her voice.

Suddenly, the wind got stronger and the oracle appeared, "Why did you come here all of a sudden?" Francis asked, completely confused, "Destiny has come. The woman in the prophecy has come. The woman who has a lot of powers. Her power is unmatched by anyone or anything. She is the savior, but she can also be the destroyer. They will fight for the name of love. " Oracle says, "What do you mean she can be a savior or a destroyer, and, more importantly, who the hell is she?" Francis asked,

His hands were still tucked into his pocket and his eyes scrutinized the lady in front of him. The lady, Lilith, had caramel brown hair and skin. Her eyes were a deep blue color and her skin was spotless. Her skin glimmered under the bright shining moon, giving off the aura of a seductive goddess. She was truly a beauty and could melt even the coldest of hearts, to succumb to her will. She wore a deep black coat that covered her body, all the way to her knees. Her eyes were filled with a burning desire and not any kind of desire but they were filled with the desire to kill.

Calm, commanding, ancient. Master Garran Holt, Head of Lupaxis, broad and scarred, his aura thick with primal strength. Lady Vireth Sanguis, Head of Noctis, tall and elegant, every gesture dripping with predatory grace. Lady Elowen Greythorn, Head of Tenebrae, serene yet uncanny, shadows curling around her like perfume. At their side stood The Lady, Cressida’s mother radiant in her crimson gown, her presence alone commanding awe. Though she was only a guest of honor, the air itself seemed to bow to her.

Lady Victoria's steps echoed through the deserted corridors as she cautiously explored the abandoned palace. As she reached the grand throne room, Lady Victoria's breath caught in her throat. Selena, a figure cloaked in darkness, stood upon the throne—a wicked grin adorning her face. Lady Victoria watched, her heart pounding, as Selena commanded an army of shadowy creatures that seemed to materialize from thin air.

His amber eyes burned with royal pride and defiance. My sister, Lilith, was the first to rise from her stone coffin. She moved with a practiced fragility. "Lady Lylandra," she murmured, biting her lip. Her voice was pitifully sweet. "May I choose first?" Our Sire nodded, intrigued. Lilith's form dissolved into a wisp of blood-red mist, reappearing instantly before the priest. She reached for him. "Lilith," our Sire stopped her. "He is a Knight of the Holy Temple. Holy light flows through his veins. Are you certain you can handle him?"

Lydia explained, “Everyone was in a panic when we arrived that they could hardly notice I was the one. They were all talking about a voice commanding a maid to apologize.” “It’s true,” Alpha Damon confirmed. “The maid dared to call Sarai a beast.” Lydia looked puzzled. “But why would that warrant such a reaction?” “Because Sarai is a reincarnation of a goddess,” Alpha Damon said. Loretta’s eyes widened, and she began to shake. Alpha Damon quickly reassured her. “It’s nothing to be afraid of. Sarai is here to help the Pack.” Lydia’s eyes lit up with understanding. “Wow,” she whispered, clearly amazed by the revelation.

,Jayden said. Andromeda had a proud smile on her face as she stood before the legion of demons she created. They were huge, with large wings and souless dark eyes. Now that her plan was going smoothly, it was time to attack. Those bloody royal white witches would never see it coming. And if anyone tried to get in her way, she would not hesitate to kill them. "Mistress",a young black witch named Sapphira called out and bowed. She was one of the numerous followers of Andromeda.

Twins. The woman before me is Sashi. The Prophet of Selene and the Moon. The High Priestess. Serani frowns and shakes her head, "Sashi, she's rabid. Wouldn't stop trying to bite us. She would have burnt down the Solari Pack to the ground if we hadn't restrained her and Iphigenia." She tosses her arm back at me, surprised to see that I'm staring back at her. I shuffle to my knees at the rate of a snail and with much effort. I feel ill. The silver still courses through my veins like a drug.