The Prophecy Of The Seven Mga Nobela at Kwento

"One more soul to sacrifice, three more souls to die, one more soul to live, and six more souls to dignify." Wasn't that the infamous prophecy called 'the prophecy of the cursed Power and girl'? Closing the faith book in a hurry, she stumbled out of the cage, hurriedly lighting a fire to erase what she had written earlier on it. No, this can't be right. She can't let it happen. Never.

' he replied bracing himself . ' Two male children . They represent two different powers . One is destined to bring peace . He will rule the pack in your absence . The other is fated to start a war and must be banished tonight . He must be turned into an omega so he would never have the chance to bring chaos to the pack . This is the prophecy . ' the seer said then stood with her accomplices . ' And how do we know which one is one ? '

He explained. At this point, I was totally clueless. " Wait what? What prophecies are we talking about?" I inquired. Norman raised his eyebrows in surprise. " A prophecy which has been amongst the wolves that The master of the Tyrex wolves would rise up again and dominate the world, and anyone that goes against him would have their soul consumed. Which means they would cease to exist? You seriously haven't heard of this?" " No… I mean yeah, I totally know of the… prophecy eh.. I was just trying to make sure we were on the same page. Hehehe" I lied nervously.

“I honestly don’t know. A long time ago there was a prophecy that was told. I can’t remember verbatim, it’s in one of my spell books though. It goes something along the lines of “When the differences of two become one, things that were will become undone. The shadows that lurk in the dark will be thrown into the light and it is the one that must fight,” or something like that. I’ll be giving you some of my grimoires and spell books to study from so you’ll see exactly what the prophecy says.” “But how do we know that I’m the one?” I ask.

From out of nowhere a line from the prophecy floated through my mind. Healer, savior, destroyer"

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

“There's a prophecy, an Alpha female will be gifted and blessed with the ability to see vision, an increased strength and she will give birth to a werewolf that will change the werewolf history forever. “ By now a little crowd started to form in the coffee shop. They are whispers beside me. “Does this have anything to do with the three female dead bodies that were found?” The cup was still halfway to mouth, it was as if a lump formed in her throat. My mind is running,I didn't think that the thing I saw was going to happen. I stand up abruptly with half a cup of coffee. I stylishly glance around trying to catch a glimpse of the Alpha. I have heard about the prophecy since I was in kindergarte

The man said, looking at me over the rim of his glasses. Father Moretti's explanation re-played in my head. “Some bonds cannot fight what the universe decides. Yours is one of such, Alpha. I had a vision and I saw your mate, a brown haired young lady. She walked across the lands and with each step she took, life returned to that portion of the land. The message was clear, Alpha Romano. We must reverse the damage,” he had said. I wanted to argue. To reveal the prophecy that had been foretold about my mate when I was younger, but I knew there was no use.

But underneath the euphoria was something darker—a desperate, clawing hunger that had nothing to do with food and everything to do with the six resonances growing stronger by the second. "They're in the building," she gasped, pulling her hand back from the crystal. "Of course they are. Your awakening sent out a call that every dragon on the West Coast would have felt. But these seven..." Vivienne's expression grew troubled. "These seven were bound to you before you were even born. The prophecy your mother tried so hard to escape." Heavy footsteps echoed from the passage above. Multiple sets, moving with precision and all male from the sound of their feet running towards them.