The Prophecy Orphaned Princess Novels & Stories

Langston looked somewhat a bit worried and if she could guess, angry. “She asked me to know about the prophecy, to find the girl and protect her,” Clayton finally explained. He stopped behind Amarah and placed both hands on her shoulders. “Amarah is the girl in the prophecy. She’s the wolf less child.” “W-What?!” Mrs. Langston asked, aghast. “A wolf less Saville?!”

The instant the ceremony was complete, it was as though a bolt of Thor’s lightning struck, filling Alpha Orion with an intense intensity as he turned me to face the pack. “Twenty years ago,” he cried, “the seer spoke a prophecy of a warlock princess who is also a lycan, a child of Freyja, born under the blood moon and destined to unite the packs of the Southern region beneath the rule of the one who controlled her fate. A prophecy that predicted her name would be born in the flames of the gods. For twenty years, I have searched for this maiden, hunted for the woman who’d unify our packs against our mutual adversary, Alpha Maximus of Ironclaw Dominion of the Northern region.”

My fingers brushed the embroidered wolves, the moon, the blood-red threads woven into the corners. It wasn’t artwork. It was history. Prophecy. Warning. An old oracle had once told me: “A daughter of the fallen moon will rise. Her howl will ignite the shadows. Her blood will end a king or save a kingdom.” For years, I hunted potential heirs of that line. Whoever linked to that prophecy was immediately ended by me. But one survived. One I missed. One hidden in a dying clan that begged for mercy yet I made sure to raze down everyone.

Kael asked. “It’s not just magic shifting. It’s time.” Ava gripped the edge of the railing. “Then we rewrite it.” 2. A New Trial Declared The Oracle appeared at dusk, her face pale, her robes torn. “The prophecy has changed,” she announced. “No longer will the crown go to the strongest heir.” She held up a blade. Black. Pulsing. Etched with runes from before the Packs existed. “This is the Soulcleaver. It chooses not who is worthy—but who is willing.”

I ask. “I can’t just let the Erue’s bringer escape my clutches, now can I?” she tilts her head and cackles. “Do not worry, child; you still have a part to play. Oh, how joyous I felt when those two horrid witches released me out of my prison. I couldn’t believe my good fortune when I saw that the witches had also held the North Star captive. All I needed to do was bide my time and replenish my powers before finding you and my traitorous son again. And here you are, the bringer of the Erue, the Oracle of the prophecy.” At this point, my confusion has reached a pivotal level. “Wait, but the prophecy states that I would have a child with the Creator’s champion. How can I do that if I’m here?”

She said good morning to everyone and kissed my cheek. "Okay since everyone is here let's begin" My mother clapped her hands to get everyone's attention "As you know yesterday was the full moon and some of us went wild" my father stated. "As of the result, someone was bitten" We all gasp out. "What?" Lynn shouted out. "Who did it?" Lucien asked looking at all of us suspiciously. "It wasn't me" Mila and Chloe answered. "No, it wasn't because the person who bit him is an Alpha and is sitting right in this room being quiet" My father drifted off and look at Peter.

the slightly old woman explained. I guess that's the real reason why they hid down here. To protect themselves and the real book of prophecy. "By the way, I'm Devis the leader of the white oracles' tribe," she introduced herself to us. "I'm Princess Ana, the daughter of Aphrodite and Hephaestus," I introduced myself. I saw how her eyes sparkled after hearing the word Aphrodite. She's probably one of my mom's fans. "And these are my friends. My guardian, Leanna and my best friends Diane and Lyndon."

Replied Zach, “I didn’t mean it that way buddy! I would never.” I knew he was saying the truth. But this feeling was strong, and it was hard to control it. It was the wolf part of me trying to protect its mate. Zach was a wolf too, so he understood. “Yeah, no hard feelings.” I said and then, changing the subject. “So, how’s it going with the investigation about the prophecy?” There was this old prophecy told by my people, that a darkness would awaken and bring despair to our family. It was believed that this prophecy would soon come true. Zach oversaw the investigation, trying to find what would awaken and try to prevent it.

I smiled and he bowed showing his respect. I gave him a piece of paper asking him to send this off to Ben. He flew away as we waited for his return. SHAWNA'S POV: With the help of Felix, I now finally know about the prophecy of the lost princess. It's me!!! I am the broken seed. I saw what happened that night, how my father didn't believe my mom, and she was banished from this WitchLand. During my birth, only once did my father come to meet us... and that is when he gave me the wand as per my fate!!! The wand chose me after 300 hundred years!! And I am the sole owner of this powerful magnificent wand. The prophecy was-" The flower will bloom from a broken seed, the one who was born with the

Haijen is also hugging what I think is a female troll. When the rumbling of the earth stops, I stand, looking down, still unable to believe what I’m seeing. Dominic, Tialha, Buppig and Hyacinth come to stand beside me. Only through her triumph Against the darkness to come Can their species Be born again Buppig says and the creepy, magical feeling ripples over me again. Buppig looks up at me. “I think you just fulfilled the first prophecy, Princess.”