Use Venerable In A Sentence Novels & Stories

Seren’s gaze warmed by a fraction. “That,” she said, “is a story we can use.” Rin almost laughed. “Careful,” she said. “I’m allergic to being used.” “Then call it an example instead,” Seren said. “Proof that heirs are not altars. That’s a narrative I’m willing to nail to our hall door.” Kael’s mouth curved. “Thank you, elders,” he said. “Travel well,” Voran replied. “And…Kael.” “Yes?” Voran’s eyes softened a shade.

His legs were scratched up so much you couldn’t see a clear patch of skin on them and with the amount of bite marks on his arm; you’d think he was a blood slave to a coven of vampires or something even more deadly. The only part of his battered body that seemed unscathed was his soft expressionless face. He stared at me coldly for what seemed like an eternity. I couldn’t move even the smallest muscle in my body. Soon enough I could not hold back the urge to swallow. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. When opened them again, he was still there in the same stance as he was before. He then slowly raised his right arm and pointed at me, before slowly opening his chapped lips showing his ro

asked Alexis again holding the bottle. "What I know is that Verbena Lantana will later have the liquid applied to the weapons that will be used during the war later. Just dab it on the weapons. That way, when a vampire is injured because of the weapon that Verbena Lantana has given to all of them, the vampire will weaken, and in the end die a gruesome death." One of the psychic women answered there. While looking right at the other psychics on there right now immediately.

Lysander pressed, his tone razor-sharp. "I cannot say for certain. But Vessa spoke of a 'main temple' as if this site were nothing more than a minor vein," Raven replied, her eyes dark with fatigue. "If an altar this small could be cracked by nothing more than a trickle of my blood, I shudder to think what could happen at the heart of their temple."

She reached out, her finger gently tapping the screen of her slate, executing a final, sweeping sequence that permanently locked Christopher and Collins out of the primary routing keys. "The legacy architecture of Vassal & Bane is officially dead," Veronica whispered, her red lips curving into a microscopic, terrifyingly distant smile as the town car pulled away from the curb, gliding smoothly into the traffic of the new empire. "And the landlady has just finalized the new deed."

Kael asked. “They will destroy it. Or worse they will use its knowledge to strengthen their hold, rewriting history to suit their own purposes.” When the Wardens finally prepared to leave, they turned back one last time. “We will not be far. But the path ahead will be dangerous. Vane will return, and next time he will come prepared. He will bring others others who do not fear the old ways. You must be careful. Trust no one outside this valley. And trust each other for that is the greatest strength you have.”

Visha's voice, laced with venom and disdain dripped with malice, each word a barb aimed at Reyana's heart. Reyana's breath caught in her throat as Visha's words stung, reopening old wounds. The mention of her late mother, a sensitive subject for Reyana, added a layer of anguish to her already bleeding heart.

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“The blight we thought was backlash from the Veil repair?” “Yes and no,” I answered. “The Veil’s strain gave it an opening. But this…” I gestured around us. “This is precision. It knows exactly what it wants.” Selene’s eyes met mine. “Us,” she said. “It wants us.” “Three anchors, one bond,” I agreed. “Break any one of us badly enough, the others wobble. Break the trust that sits between, and the whole structure shakes. The Veil is new, flexible, but it’s also vulnerable. If we fracture, it does too.”

She replied breezily, like it was the most common words to say to a dying beta. "Like you said, werewolves are mindless creatures with no volition of their own. I just pledged you my life, Venn." I paused to swallow hard even when the inside of my mouth was crusty. "I will never breathe a word of what you have said to anyone." Venn placed a finger under her chin in a thoughtful pose. I could almost see the wheels in her head turning. It had better be in my favor.