The Sacred 28 Novels & Stories

Under the holy bridge is a sacred place, is where I want my name to be glorified, the shade casted under it will serve as your resting place, your worship to me is the only rest you need. These lengthy ranges of rocks surrounding the earth is sacred, you should never cross it. The highest point of Earth, mount Atla is a sacred place, all of you who serves my name, should never ascend it, its conjunction with Mount Miragin provides a strong pillar for the Holy bridge, where my grandest throne is placed. This is my commandment, I am the Creator, who hast made everything into their existence. ---- Discovering his new weapon, Niru is abrupted into it and tried to touch the glowing orb that float

“Matt, I’ll be giving you progress reports through calls and emails. Make sure to send your official consents on time.” Matthew chuckled. “Do you think of me as a rookie, Bry? I’m the one who taught you all those procedures in the first place.” Bryce gave him a playful wink. “Just makin’ sure you remember! You’re a thirty-one-year-old man now, after all.” Matthew attempted to slug him out of jest. “You’re also thirty-one now, you punk.” Lily laughed. “You two are a hoot. Bryce! Thirty-one isn’t old, okay? Don’t you know the phrase ‘life begins at 40’?”

Carmen gave me a knowing look. “The sacred ceremony.” My eyes widened. “The same sacred ceremony I've heard about?” She nodded. “It happens at the sacred mountain.” “The sacred mountain…” I echoed. Carmen glanced up at the moon. “When the next secared ceremony comes, there will be a night of revelation. But you need to be prepared. That place doesn’t just reveal the truth. It tests it. It challenges it.” I swallowed hard, trying to push back the fear creeping into my chest.

she said. “Hello, Liya. How are you doing? Hope Rayan hasn’t done anything irrational to you,” Ayaan sounded from the other end. He was worried. “Calm down, Ayaan, I am fine. Just finished the Uptan ritual,” Liyana stated. “They didn’t know that they were preparing me for you,” Liyana whispered into the phone and chuckled. “Be careful, sweetheart. Don’t let them have a clue, okay? Just act along,” Ayaan cautioned.

**The Ritual's Failure** Caden and Elder Thorne stood before the altar, their hands trembling slightly as they clutched the intricately woven ceremonial cords that bound the sacred herbs and objects. The flickering candlelight cast dancing shadows across their faces, illuminating the beads of sweat forming on Caden's brow. They had spent countless hours in preparation for this pivotal moment, meticulously gathering the rare herbs known to possess potent healing properties, laying out an array of sacred objects that resonated with the ancient power of their lineage, and engaging in deep purification rituals filled with intense prayer and meditation.

The Chaos Sacred Art was the unparalleled secret art of the Doom Race and one of the most distinguished in the history of the Greater Realms. James took a deep breath. In the end, he could not resist the temptation to open the Chaos Sacred Art. Upon opening it, a golden light radiated, gathering before James and forming rows of mysterious, ancient characters. These characters were some of the most ancient of the Doom Race. They were the Chaos Script—one of the core scripts in the Greater Realm. The Greater Realms were situated inside the Chaos. Meanwhile, the strongest being inside the Greater Realms were not the living beings but the Chaos Heavenly Path.

Though Oskar had seen many things in life, that was his first time seeing an eight-year-old supreme saint. Supreme saints differed from royal saints in that they had already formed their souls into a primal spirit and activated their meridians. To get that far, one had to comprehend the power of heaven and earth, which was why most practitioners in Southsky had to go to the sacred lake if they wished to make a breakthrough to supreme saint. Oskar, however, had never met an eight-year-old supreme saint, so the notion that Selene had achieved something like that left his head feeling a slight buzz!

She says raising her glass, and we all do the same confusedly. “Erian and Stefan are mates!!” She says giggling, a huge smile spread across her cheeks. Alora and Nicole start clapping loudly, and all the guys start hooting and hollering like if we were watching football. This is an amazing thing. We haven’t had a sam sex mating pair in a lot of years. But we were always taught in our pack, that if the Goddess deems it so, no one should be able to argue that. “Congrats you guys! But Monica, how did you know?” I ask her.

"Could the prediction be wrong?" "That has to be the case. Only the Zoltians can produce a true Sacred Goddess!" "But the previous Sacred Goddess has already passed into the afterlife. How will we welcome our new Sacred Goddess without another prediction?" The monks spoke all at once, and the prayer hall soon descended into chaos.

The chamber echoed with their soft, broken whimpers and the distant, haunting chanting from the halls above. Tenzin Dorje stepped forward, his voice low and sacrilegious, twisting the sacred words of Vajrayana into blasphemy. “In the secret path of the Left Hand, we break the wheel of samsara through desire. Tonight, two daughters of the Dharma will offer their bodies in maithuna to their master. We begin with Yoni Mudra.”