The Prophecy: Orphaned Princess Novels & Stories

Celine, is not an ordinary werewolf. She is constantly locked away and hidden and eventually sold. When the pack that buys her kidnaps the prince, Celine finally finds her escape. She uncovers that she does have a wolf, but it was shielded with magic, and not only that but she's a hybrid. The king and prince feel like there is more to her. There's constantly a strong sense of magic, and enchantment around her. King Sebastian is shocked to find out she is his mate, and vows to protect her, only that becomes hard when they uncover, Celine is in fact the missing Queen Goddess. She's not just a werewolf, but a fae, mermaid and everything else combined into one. That though isn't Sebast

“Orbis Kirathe, who even remembers him? A bunch of old stories, nothing more.” “You’re wrong,” she said, her words tinged with a sharpness that forced me to listen. “Even now, the signs are everywhere, if you choose to see them. The very fabric of our realm is weak, unraveling. The prophecy is happening just as he said. And within that prophecy, there is hope. Orbis spoke of a child, a Princess, who would be hidden in the Human Realm, safe from the darkness so she could be raised to stop it. This child, destined to be the light and salvation of our world, was born to reclaim the realm and defeat the dark wielder.”

But if he could put his hands on some of it easily, why wouldn’t he? The prophecy involved marrying the royal woman, and he was well aware that there was only one alive at the moment, the Auclair Princess. It had to be an Alpha, which he already was, so things were only getting better and easier. The man that got to marry her would have her powers on his hands, becoming the most powerful Alpha there was, even stronger than the King himself. The Luna would have the most of it, of course, but that was something he wasn’t concerned at all. After he got her, it would only be a matter of time until he could manipulate and use her at his favor.

Klev confirmed. "Oh, yes. I hope... I am the princess in the prophecy because there's no one else who should be..." Angel said, smiling. She looked at me and gave me a sweet smile. She's the princess in the prophecy... But why do I possess the power of the crystal? "Let's rest; we need our strength for tomorrow," Havoc said, but I remained in my place. Why is this happening? How can we both possess the power of the crystal when it's supposed to be only one of us? It should be only her... But why do I also possess the power meant only for the princess in the prophecy? And I got it before her...

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.

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.

that the money lent by the orphanage was just enough to last for a month. Good thing that my orphanage had an educational program which helped me finish high school and this aided me to get a job easily at the inventory department of Lyla’s Café. I must admit that everything went smoothly, maybe I was truly lucky. However, I still wanted to have that space wherein I don't have to think about anything, but even though I do, I don't want to become an empty space which is who I am at the moment. My thoughts went to a halt when I heard a loud bang from a harshly closed door and when I traced as to where it came from I saw a young lady wearing a light, white cocktail dress with hair so soft as t

The book escaped from him but was caught by Nicoria. When Nicoria forced it to open, the pupil of the eye on the book shrink doesn’t want to cooperate with the request of Nicoria. She shouted like a maniac to explain the meaning of the prophecy of Akshara. The eye in the book of prophecy turned its iris colour even darker and a voice from the backbone of the book repeated the words, “Queen of Darkness…Queen of Darkness” Nicoria with anger hooded eyes stared at the book, “Lost Will Be found…A Fragile Soul…Rise in Power”

"Yes - for we are the three king of Orion - otherwise known as the three sisters. The prophecy was never about the planets - it was about us. About our union on Lilah's field." Theia smiles and kneels to pick a daisy. She stands up and holds it close to her chest, "it was all worth it, Valerie. You were everything I hoped you'd be and more. I'm so proud of you. I'm so proud of the woman you've become. Don't change, don't change for anyone." The meadow starts to melt away like someone just threw a bucket of water onto a fresh painting. Theia sinks to the bottomless pit beneath me, and I reach out for her with greedy hands.

“We are also aware that the sacrifice has to be made by someone who possesses no magical power. That being said, our most recent findings that I didn't yet have the chance to share with even our grandmaster here, show that it probably will not be necessary to kill this individual after all. It might be enough to just find and contain them, holding him or her in a protective custody of sorts until the hour of the prophecy has passed. It is our belief that once the night passes on June 21st, the prophecy becomes unable to be fulfilled.” “We are about protecting all and not just our own”, Alistar added, looking at the man who was more to him than a dear friend…he saw Corin as the son he never h