The Celestine Prophecy Book Novels & Stories

I didn't turn around. "We can save her," she said. "You and I can save Jezebel, Tisha." I turned around and let her explain. She confided in me that she had to reveal every prophecy she sees to her Alpha...my father. Telling him about Jezebel resulted in Jezebel's death. She knew she couldn't tell my father about the prophecy because it would always end with Jezebel dying. Unfortunately, there is a condition to her gift. If she doesn't reveal the prophecy to her Alpha then she will go insane. The burden of insanity had already begun to plague her by the time she revealed her visions to me. Luckily, there is a loophole. My blood. I am the Alpha's legitimate daughter, and despite the lack of r

“The words in this book were written by the goddess herself and the only way to get her knowledge is when you are under her gaze. She is the guardian.” I looked at the words on the pages of the book and a gasp escaped my lips. The prophecy, one that the council talked about ever since I was a child but there had been no sighting of it since…forever. The words were, Darkness rises from its eternal abyss, When the wolf and devil spawn live, For under the light of the moon that bleeds, Hell's gates shall be handed a key. Three mountains and three streams, To the home where the firstborn sleeps.

“Like I said before, there can be trust between us.” “Now is the time to fulfill the prophecy,” Priestess Adelaide encouraged. “This was just a taste of the hardship that awaits us, but the two of you will be able to meet the challenges together.” I shook my head and averted my eyes. “I lied,” I admitted. “My brother, Rhys, he was the answer to the prophecy. I said it was me to protect myself. Rhys is dead, the prophecy can never be–” “No,” she said gently. “It was always you. I don’t know how your coven came to the conclusion they did, but they were wrong.”

Stella simply answered. "But you lied to your father," Lynn said. "It's just a little white lie it won't kill him" Stella shrugged. Her eyes then looked at mine and found myself lost in them. "Okay, I'm done with the chit-chat, werewolves are real" Eva simply said. "Werewolves are not real," Scott said in a correction voice. "What if we can prove it," Lucien said standing up from his chair looking at both Scott and Stella. "Okay," She said unsure of what to say.

I sat at the edge, arms crossed as I stared at nothing in particular. "You’re distracted," Gideon remarked, stepping closer. "Your father gives you one order, and suddenly you’re lost in your thoughts." I clenched my jaw. "I’m fine." Gideon chuckled. "You know, your father isn’t wrong. That girl—Luna—she’s nothing but trouble. You think it’s a coincidence the Revenants are after her?" I turned to glare at him. "Maybe she’s a victim in all of this." He scoffed. "Or maybe she’s the reason it’s all happening. The prophecy speaks of a child of dusk and moonlight, doesn’t it? You ever stop to think she might be the key to bringing the Revenants back?"

He cleared his throat loudly to silence the whimpers in the room and return the room to the pin drop silence that could only be caused by his voice "AS your alpha, i hereby banish you to lay your head to rest on the ground every night on the floor of the goddess's waters". The silence that followed was deafening. The only sound to be heard was the sound of a Slave woman falling presumably to her death. ................................................................................................................

It made him able to claim me as his without anyone questioning him. However, it also made me run away and run straight into Orion's arms. Would we have met without the prophecy? I’d like to believe we would have met anyway, but I can’t be sure. Most of the prophecies the seer or her little girl made are simple ones. Alpha Ethan’s prophecy had to do with choosing one or the other—in his case, his sons. Jordan’s prophecy about losing everything. Hearing that may have made things worse. There is no telling what the impact of our prophecies was exactly.

Shay felt so much pride knowing the men, her men, had chosen her, but she also knew her brother would not let this go either. Corin sighed soundly and proceeded to whatever it was that drew a thick layer of storm clouds over his demeanour: “The scholars have contacted me and they are sure that the Prophecy of the second moon will occur this year.” The room suddenly felt like all warmth had been sucked out of it while gasps of horror broke all around. ”They have pinpointed the source to an unknown individual. It is with the spilling of his or her blood on the night of the annular eclipse on the summer solstice that will start a series of disastrous events. One that concerns our own kind the m

Isolde had always been obsessed with prophecy and fate, and Constantine wondered if there might be something within those scrolls that could give her insight into her former confidante's twisted mind. She reached out and selected a scroll, its surface adorned with intricate symbols and runes. As she unfurled it, the text revealed itself in a flowing, elegant script. Constantine's eyes narrowed as she began to read the words Isolde had left behind. "Out of Albion will come an abomination that will end the sacred other." The words sent a shiver down Constantine's spine. She had heard of this prophecy before, whispered among the most ancient and secretive members of their coven. It was a prophe

At the center stood a massive stone pedestal, and atop it lay an ancient book, bound in dark leather, its cover pulsing with a faint blue light. I stepped forward, drawn to it. This was the heart of the prophecy. As my fingers brushed the cover, the book responded—flaring to life with light that flooded the room. Visions erupted in my mind, vivid and unstoppable, showing me the truth I had been chasing all along.