Novel & Cerita The Prophecy Of The Seven

Suddenly, every wolf in the valley howled at once. The sound was terrifying. The air tore open. A massive ring of glowing red symbols appeared in the sky, spinning slowly above us. The prophecy had activated. Every warrior fell silent. Fia screamed. “I see it! I see everything!” “Fia!” Elena grabbed her. “There are two children in the prophecy,” Fia cried. “One is light. One is destruction.” My heart pounded. Lucian’s voice was low. “Which one is which?” She looked at me.

If vampires were supreme, werewolves would never go around wishing people dead, just like Theo did. The prophecy was clear, "And so on the seventh full moon, the wolves would be turned, the blood of humans shed and vampires ready to hunt. On that night would the chosen one arise, from the most unpredictable situation. But you must be careful, for any bad influence on the chosen one could end the world as we know it." After hearing this, the wolves became more alert. So for equality, the grand elders made a rule not to turn anyone until after the prophecy has been fulfilled. "Unless on the seventh full moon," they said. But even after all the preparations, no one expected what happened that n

“What prophecy?!” Candice paused for a moment, her expression turning serious. “The prophecy said that when someone is born with the power to control all elements—light, dark, fire, water, earth, wind, and spirit—the world will bend to their will. They could either bring balance… or destroy everything.”

He asked. "Because I don't want to! Don't you guys get it" I spread my hand and felt that this scene is somewhat familiar even though I don't know when it ever happened. "This is also about your future, The prophecy existed because of you and I" He said as I paused. "Wait! Hold in! What are you talking about?" I asked him but he just shook his head. "We can't meet now because of the present situation but that doesn't mean that things will change. We all have secrets that we want to find out and this might be a stepping stone because it is called 'FATE'." He said as I rolled my eyes.

Angelica stared at Astra, and it was the funniest thing she could feel she was telling the truth, really feel it in her soul. “There is this war that has been waged for longer than I have been alive. There is a prophecy that the werewolf-vampiric war will be ended by a hybrid of the two. Both sides do not want that to happen. So they made a law forbidding the blending of the species.” “How did the mob get involved?” Angelica asked, confused. “I am not sure, but I think they decided to rebrand when Al Capone was alive. I am not one hundred percent on that.”

She spoke in wisdom and all the alpha went silent in realisation. "What is that prophecy Tomramas?" William asked in his emotionless tone. Tomramas moved to the center of the table as they all sat back on their various sit. He moved his sceptre creating a circle like mirror. "This goes back to hundred years before the war. A prophecy came to us the early wolves, about the birth of a destructor the sign of the bearer of such baby, would be fire, she would bear such sign on her both shoulders, till her baby is delivered and she'll pay with her life." Tomramas started.

" I asked They all adjusted themselves, no one could utter a word. I urged Lena to go on to tell the elders about her vision; she started by asking if anyone remembered an old prophecy. Everyone looked confused, but fortunately, the eldest elder in their midst seemed to know something about the prophecy. He said he had heard prophecies like that as a child. "The prophecy about a war that will either unite or destroy all of the wolves, they would cease to exist," he said "The truth is the prophecy didn't talk about only wolves, it talked about all supernatural species including humans" he added

The seven brothers, the seven abominations, the seven overloads resounded both in the underworld and in the civil world without end or losing momentum. Then, years later...

“What are you talking about?” “What do you guys know about the 3 prophets of the goddess?” Anna went on to ask, ignoring Joseph’s question. “I know you’re one of them,” Joseph surprised me by answering. “The three prophets of the goddess?” I asked, raising my brows at them. “What does that mean? The Goddess has three personal prophets?” Anna nodded. “The prophet of death,” she explained. “This prophet sees only death and destruction. Once the prophet of death has a vision, there’s no changing the outcome. It’s set in stone. Fate.”

"This can't be some kind of sick joke, right?" I turned to Jude, tears streaming down his face, mirroring the anguish within my heart. "No!" I mumbled, racking my brain while searching for answers, refusing to accept what lay before me. There was no way I could comprehend the situation unfolding. "The prophecy," I whispered, recalling the words the seer spoke during the coronation. Although her predictions were not always accurate, a sense of foreboding gripped me, suggesting that this prophecy was already unfolding. The prophecy stated, "Your true form shall only come after your first test. The enemies shall rise against you in the world's four corners, and death shall give birth to a great