The Circle A Novel Novels & Stories

"Who?" Daniel's answer came quietly. "The same people who took me." Ariana's pulse raced. The same people. The same people who had taken her mother. The same people who had been watching her. The same people behind everything. "Who are they?" she asked. Daniel looked at her. Then at Nick. His expression became serious. "They call themselves The Circle." Nobody spoke. The name meant nothing to Ariana. Yet judging from everyone's reaction, it meant something to them. A lot. Victor looked pale. The silver-haired man looked uneasy. Claire slowly sat down on a nearby stone. Ariana frowned. "What is The Circle?"

A reminder. I stepped into the circle and the magic hummed, sensing me, recognizing the fire beneath my skin. The circle sealed shut behind me with a low hiss like breath leaving the lungs of a dying god. Above, the moon rose, round and unblinking. Witness. The Circle was sacred, a place where words failed and only truth could be spoken through blade and blood. Alpha King Zed, my brother entered opposite me, the edge of his cloak brushing ash and bone. He didn't look at me right away. Only at the sword between us.

It hadn't been until six or seven years ago when I learned about the existence of The Circle, and I had dug into it for totally selfish reasons, so even my knowledge on them was very singular. Thomas and I take the lead, and we start in a slow jog around the now very wide pack perimeter. It was almost fifteen acres of trees with one giant clearing in the middle, and he wanted a shift of guards constantly checking the borders. Do you know anything about the people coming? Thomas asks from beside me. Some. Is all I reply. I knew about one man in The Circle. One Nassim Hale. He was who I thought to be my father.

Most of the pages were filled with dates, names, and numbers. Then she reached the final page. Her father's handwriting appeared. Eva, If you are reading this, then the people you trusted have finally started turning against one another. Eva's eyes filled with tears. She continued. Don't believe anyone who tells you they know the whole truth. I didn't. Your mother didn't. Richard didn't. She turned the page. There was only one sentence. The person behind The Circle is someone who has been protecting you all your life. Eva stopped breathing.

The Circle of Light had become a bridge between nations, a symbol of what could be achieved when love was chosen over fear. But with growth came new challenges. The Circle had become so large that it was difficult to maintain the intimacy and connection that had defined it in the early days. The healers were scattered across the world, their work taking them to distant lands and far-off villages. The sense of family that had once been so strong was in danger of being lost. Aria felt this keenly. She had grown up hearing stories of the early days, of the close-knit community that had gathered around her grandfather, of the love that had bound them together. She wanted to preserve that spirit,

My pulse quickened as I pulled the brass key free from its hiding place. It was small, etched with delicate grooves that matched no standard door lock I had ever seen in our home. ​I held the brass key tightly in my palm, closing my fingers around it until the metal cut into my skin. ​I looked back at my reflection in the silver mirror. The terrified girl who had watched her family crumble in the storm was gone. In her place stood someone new—a prisoner wearing the silver ring of The Crimson Crest, standing inside the enemy's fortress with a hidden key in her hand and a spark of vengeance in her heart. ​The game had shifted. I was no longer running from the shadow. I was inside it.

I let out with a sigh. We head out and go through my private elevator to the basement, where my security team is already on standby. “The Circle” is the most exclusive nightclub in the city. Only an invite can give you access to the premises. I have heard of many influential people trying to gain access, little do they know that it’s only available to the underworld.

It formed a circle around her and she felt light-headed. This was the time when no Time magicians had reported in any books. Either no one came back or no one was industrious enough to write it down because it was not just important. Either way, she was alone. She did not have any idea what happened to each Self she sent out. She just knew she's inside the Circle. She tried to go out of the Circle; however, there was something in the Circle. It caged her. She could not go past the Circle.

Oliver nonchalantly shrugged. Meanwhile, Circle climbed out of her car and headed inside the building. Today- she's dressed like never before. A tight body hugging red gown with slits sideways, accompanied with a new designer handbag. Xavier who had his face buried deep in his palms was all lost in his head. He knew right at that moment that he'd made a great mistake yesterday night. He shouldn't have slept with his Beta. He shouldn't have- "Hello, Alpha."Circle chirped too audibly as she cat walks in, cutting Xavier off his thoughts. She stopped before him and ran her tongue over her bottom lip, seductively. "How wss yesterday? Hope you enjoyed it so much?"

Victor answered simply. “Everything.” Doctor Hayes added, “The Circle isn’t just a business alliance.” She pointed to the data drive in the metal case. “It’s a network controlling banks, political figures, intelligence agencies, and private corporations across the world.” Daniel muttered under his breath. “That’s not a network.” He looked at Lewis. “That’s a shadow government.” Lewis still hadn’t moved. “My father knew this?” Victor nodded. “Yes.” Elizabeth asked carefully, “So your father tried to expose his own father?”