The Oracle Paths Novels & Stories

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"Occupational habit, always up for new intakes." Zenith didn't respond. Instead, he simply said, "I'll call you tomorrow." The line went dead. For a heartbeat...Nobody moved. Then Thomas suddenly shot to his feet. "We've got him!" Every head snapped toward him. "The trace worked." Alex rushed over. "Where?" Thomas's fingers danced across the keyboard. "The signal stayed active long enough." His eyes locked onto the blinking point on the digital map. A slow smile spread across his face. "We have a location."

Her hand dropped, and she took both my hands in hers. “She was my best friend.” She sniffled and pulled me through the entryway. I gasped. What was an empty ample space shifted into doors that hovered and drifted through space. Galaxies and star constellations spread out everywhere. Was this the heavens? “My name is Nyssandra Vale. I am the Oracle of this temple. Many used to come seeking guidance, but many have forgotten about me, and I am not often visited. I am happy you have come.” Floating stones reached out before me, and she guided me upon them. We ascended to a brown wooden door that looked ancient.

“We seek guidance, Oracle. The rift grows, and shadows press. What must be done?” The Oracle smiled if the thin curve of her lips could be called that. “What must be done… is already written. I only speak it aloud.” Her gaze, blind though it was, locked on me. “You dream of fire,” she whispered. “Of walls broken, of blood spilled. And in those dreams, the voice calls you queen.” The chamber chilled. My breath caught. “Yes,” I admitted, voice raw. “I dream of him. He calls to me.” She leaned forward, her blind eyes burning with something beyond sight. “And you will answer. You will stand at a crossroad, child of Harbingers. Two chains will bind you your mate and your monster. And you will bre

I was telling the world that I was weak. And that was the last thing I wanted. When I entered the study, the Oracle was already there. Elder Fane was standing next to him, a look of triumph on his old face. “Alpha Dominic,” Fane greeted, bowing deeply. “The gods have smiled upon us. The Oracle has found the way. Your path is clear again.” I sat behind my desk, feeling like I was back in my cage. “Tell me how it works.”

★𝕽𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖓 The decision to seek the Oracle, once a distant, desperate thought, now felt like the only logical step. The grim sight of the essence-drained wolf in the clearing, coupled with Olivia's terrifyingly precise description of the consuming dark magic, had solidified it. We needed answers beyond our own lore, answers that only the Oracle, hidden deep within the Whispering Peaks, might possess.

“A severed piece of your soul. You cannot kill her. You must reclaim her… or she will grow strong enough to replace you.” Ronan raised an eyebrow. “Replace?” Maddox growled. “You mean she could become Ava?” “Yes,” the Oracle said simply. “If she finds the old Temple of Mirrors… she can force the exchange.” Kellan turned to Ava, his voice low and tense. “Where is this temple?” The Oracle turned to the wall, touching an ancient symbol. A hidden map unfurled—etched in stone. A forgotten mountain range appeared. “Here. Beyond the Black Hills. Past the Dead Forest. The place where the Moon first spoke to the wolves.”

Unless you decide otherwise this time. I felt cold. "What option? I said. The Oracle gave a sorrowful smile. "The most difficult of all." Damon tightened his hold on my hand. His voice was sharp as he stated, "We need more than riddles." Slowly, the Oracle nodded. "Excellent," she said. "Allow me to demonstrate." Abruptly, the temple surrounding us started to transform as she raised her hands. The walls were cracked. The atmosphere changed. I heard voices from the past, whispers.