The Prophecy Book Novels & Stories

Just questions—never-ending, terrifying inquiry. "Kyara," he continued softly but firmly, "we need to figure out what's going on with you." If Victor is correct and there is a prophecy, we need to grasp what we're dealing with. I nodded, but my mind was racing. How could I understand something that did not make sense? A prophecy? A power I didn't ask for? The entire concept appeared absurd, like something out of a twisted storybook. Yet, deep within, I felt its reality like a slow-burning flame. There was something ancient and dangerous inside of me.

Call upon me when in need. I'm always watching over you. How long will it take for this prophecy come to pass? Can two teenagers that come from completely different backgrounds bring the balance and harmony to the world as Selene has promised? What if they don't like one another despite the mate bond and the prophecy? If they can't get along with each other, there certainly is no hope for the rest of them.

he continued, “is when something that should not exist appears exactly as it was once written.” I felt my chest tighten slightly. “Are you talking about a prophecy?” He did not look up as he answered. “I am talking about the fact that it may not be a theory.” Kenneth stepped closer. “Speak clearly.” He finally looked up, his gaze steady. “Yes there is a prophecy,” he said, “of a wolf carrying fire and magic which has always been thought to be impossible.” Silence filled the room, heavier this time, more grounded, less uncertain. Then he pushed one of the books toward the center of the table, his fingers resting on a page filled with symbols and words that looked older than anything I had see

With his fur back, he’s as regal and confident as any royal, the grumpy persona replaced with Alpha arrogance. When we get inside, we all go into the library. Ailduin goes to the book shelf where the Book of Prophecies sits in the center, facing forward, glowing with its magical light. He pulls it from the shelf and looks at me. “I think it’s time we all accept this this book of prophecies is about you, Lily. First, The Rise of the Giants, then The Blessing of the Ceryneian Hind and now The Healer.” “Is the last one terrible? I’ve refused to read them, the first two made it sound like I was bringing destruction to your world.”

Immediately, I continued the discussion I had with the High Priestess by saying, "Let’s talk about what you said before, High Priestess. What do you mean by 'I’m part of the prophecy'?" Claire, the High Priestess, looked at me as she asked me, "Have you read the Book of All Beliefs to All Beings?" The Book of All Beliefs to All Beings was our holy scripture. Not only for us werewolves, but other creatures as well. That book was a guide to each creature's belief. It was the only one that united us supernatural creatures. However, there were some pages missing in the book when it came to prophecy regarding the Everlasting Winter.

The more we unearthed, the more determined we became to expose their nefarious actions and ensure their downfall. But as we continued our exploration, we stumbled upon a particularly old book, its pages brittle and fragile. With trembling hands, I turned to a chapter that revealed a shocking revelation—a truth that sent shivers down my spine and made my heart race with a mixture of fear and excitement. The book detailed a prophecy, one that foretold the rise of a chosen one who would possess the power to bring about the secret society's ultimate downfall. The prophecy spoke of a union between two souls—the bond forged in love and fueled by unwavering determination.

"The Prophecy about the Chosen one is in three parts. It's really one prophecy divided into three parts because they came at different times. I don't have the original text of course but I'll get my family's grimoire in which they were copied." The old woman said getting to her feet, she hobbled the small shelf and grabbed a thick brown leather book, flipping through it as she returned to her position. "Aha," she cleared her throat, "Let's start."

A single window at the top let in a narrow beam of grey light. Aurora walked slowly between the shelves, running her fingers lightly along the spines of the books. She did not know what she was looking for exactly. But she knew she was looking for something. The words of Elder Cassius played again and again in her head like a song she could not shake. The prophecy does not lie. It has already begun. She pulled out one book. It was too new. She put it back. She pulled out another. Too thin. She moved deeper into the library, toward the older shelves at the very back where the books looked like they had not been touched in years.

Matagal na rin kasi ang librong ‘to. ‘Book of Wisdom & Prophecy’ ‘Yan ang title ng libro. Hindi ko pa ata nababasa ‘tong libro dahil ngayon ko lang nabasa ang title. In-open ko ang libro sa first page. ‘Here lies the secrets of The Empire, including the words of the Prophecy.’ It piqued my interest, Fantasy book ba ito? I don’t really like fantasy stories, but this one felt different. It's like building a connection through me.

He finished as he sat at the table. “The prophecy stated that hybrid would be powerful. Angelica is an exception, though.” Aleister said after he drained the blood bag and moved on to the second. “How so?” Asked Devon with a confused look on his face. “She is even more powerful. She is not just a wolf-vamp hybrid. She is also the daughter of a witch, a grand white witch to be exact.” Alester explained before draining the blood bag in his hands. “Is this human blood?” Aleister asked Astra as he licked his lips.