The Sacred 28 Novels & Stories

He looked at some of the techniques he had selected. Nine Waves Buddha Palm, a palm attack technique that allows the user to unleash waves that can destroy mountains. As the name suggests, this technique was a special technique only learned by disciples of the Buddhist Sect. Sword Of Heaven Equal, a sword technique that is said to be able to slash heaven to pieces if learned to its peak. This is one of the highest techniques of sword techniques.

Now it was my turn. I quickly began to prepare my plan once I had reached the clearing we had agreed to meet at. Creating a circle of salt and animal blood separating the tree line and clearing. My heart was beating so fast I wondered if it would break out my chest as I ran through it all again in my head. Coax him into the middle of the circle Spill my blood to complete the ritual The lady of the fire will consume his flesh and blood, taking back what is hers. I win. I looked back for a moment to where I had left Cindy, allowing my mind to linger on her for just a moment longer before I closed my eyes and started meditating. I could not let anything distract me, in order to overpower Aamon

I say while repressing the groan of desire that wants to escape my lips. If I were less patient, I would follow her now, but tonight has been fruitful. I learned she is one of the founding members of The Sacred Mist Coven, along with Felix and another friend and that she lives in South Boston with her boyfriend who she was reluctant to return home to and that she works at a coffee shop called Mary’s Beans. A quick internet search while she and Felix were chatting about some herb shop, showed me that Mary’s Beans has 6 locations and one is in South Boston. I guess that will be the one she works at. “You seem more than just casually interested in her,” Felix observes.

Matteo's POV) I stood alone in the sacristy, the door closed, the scent of incense from earlier Mass still in the air. My vestments were neatly arranged, the table untouched, everything in its proper place. Everything was in order, except for me. I exhaled slowly, pressing my fingers against the table’s edge, and reminded myself to focus. That was what this demanded, not avoidance because control had always been the answer.

That night they called “Eternal Gratitude.” The sanctuary was packed beyond capacity. Torches burned low and sensual. The air was thick with coconut oil, jasmine, sea salt, warm leaking milk, and the heavy musk of devotion. Over one hundred and eighty bodies filled the space — Kanes, Vosses, and their growing global network. The encrypted stream surged past 82 million viewers. Sophia and Aurora stood at the center of the black marble altar, bodies glistening. Sophia’s pregnant belly was full and radiant, milk flowing freely. Aurora stayed pressed close, kissing and worshipping her sister’s curves with open hunger.

It was becoming overwhelming. “It’s like... something is reaching out to me,” she confessed to Arthur one evening beneath the prayer tree in the church courtyard. The moonlight dusted her face like a benediction. Arthur held her hand tightly. “And we will face it. Together.” But they both knew this was bigger than the two of them. --- Far beyond Emberlight, in the stone halls of the Sacred Order’s upper council, a secret meeting was held. Bishop Lazarus stood at the head of the table, surrounded by men who had sworn oaths not only to God but to an ancient bloodline of protection and concealment.

Zayne’s pitiful voice came again, seeming even more desperate. “For what?” I decided to give him an ear, I didn't really have any intention of going with it though. Okay, don't freak out. I need you to come with all the way to the sacred temple” “What? No way. It's too dangerous” The sacred temple is one of the greatest monuments known to all Lycans, vampires and humans included. My mother told me stories of how the temple was one of the only places where humans, Lycans and vampires would meet in peace, until the war.

"You don't think Jayden would have thought about that? Besides, I'm sure your mother's house would be considered sacred ground, especially if you move back in with them, and isn't sacred ground supposed to keep the bad guys away?" Buttercup nodded slowly, thinking it through. People who were steeped in the Way usually made their homes and businesses sacred ground, causing a sort of protection to cover it, keeping the Unseelie from being able to attack them on the property. If a creature from the Nether stepped foot on sacred ground, they would burst into flames and be reduced to a pile of ash. It was the reason no one could attack Rhychard at his condo. It was also why the demon Vargas had t