The Circle Novels & Stories

Their eyes met briefly as he bowed before the Alpha and gestured with his hands that she could step forward into the circle. The circle was a highly magical spot. It was said that several strong werewolves made a very strong enchantment beneath the circle, that could only be broken by the blood of all the werewolves. It had the power to absorb every evil spell and to revoke spirits. The circle was decorated with burning white candles and it had a mark in the middle and it smelt of burnt incense. One of the elders beckoned on Accalia to step into

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Red asked next. Circe smiled again. "Nothing you do can ruin my plan," she said. "You're all part of it." Red could not utter a word again at this point. She fell silent and focused on driving us to the Tree Circle. Eventually. We came to a place where multiple tries were lined in a circular form, just like the name. There was a path in the centre which we drove through. Red stopped the car when we reached the largest clearing which I figured was the eye of the circle.

“Trust must be earned repeatedly.” That sounded exhausting. Teacher continued. “The Circle exists to preserve continuity. Stability. Secrecy.” “And power,” I added quietly. His silence confirmed it. “There are twelve active members,” he explained. “None publicly identified. Most operate independently across different regions.” “Do they all know each other?” “No.” That surprised me slightly. Teacher noticed. “The Merge survives because compartmentalization prevents total collapse,” he explained. “No single betrayal can destroy the whole structure.” I leaned back slowly.

Angelo shook his head. “Nothing.” “No.” Nicholas’s voice hardened. “We banned that word.” I looked at Angelo. “You know the tattoo.” He stared at Elena. “What was it?” Elena drew the shape on a piece of paper. A circle. Split down the center. One half crown. One half flame. Angelo went white. “No.” I stood. “What?” He looked at me. “That isn’t Circle.” “Then what?” “It’s older.” Catherine stared at the drawing. “How much older?”

With an intense gaze focused on us, he pivoted towards our direction. He warned, "You underestimate the strength of this group at your own peril. They hold significant power and have no qualms about removing anyone who obstructs their path." I asked firmly, "Who are they? And what is their objective? Or what did you think about them. I don't think they come friendly" Lawson explained that a clandestine group called The Circle is widely recognized. This secret society comprises prominent individuals from diverse domains such as business, politics and law enforcement, who have been covertly controlling happenings for numerous years.

I don’t tell anyone where I’m going. I leave the inn at twilight, before the sun fully dies and the cold sets in. I don’t want the others here for this. Not Erik, not Aunt Cerelia, not even my mother. This is mine. A final warning to the ones who keep trying to shape me into something I never agreed to become. The Circle is waiting in the courtyard behind the old church. The one that hasn’t held prayers in a hundred years. They like quiet places. Forgotten places. They think it gives them power. An aura of mystery and some kind of psychic power.

ELLA “What the fuck is that thing?" Tristan asked, his voice carrying the awe and surprise we all felt. The large circle was the size of a small football field. The land strips around it looked like they had been lynched of all life. The circle glowed a pulsing red, dark and ominous, like something from a horror movie. "A circle," Wendy said, her voice shaky. I couldn't even speak. "I can see that it's a fucking circle, Carter. But what exactly is it?!"