Novel & Cerita Who Is The One Above All

Suddenly, a burst of light shone from behind. He turned around, raising a hand over his eyes to shield them from the brightness. “Rafael,” he heard a soothing voice and slowly lowered his hand. Rafael looked ahead and found four figures standing there, all of them radiating a daunting aura. Realization hit him — these were the Supreme Council. Cassandra: the Goddess of the werewolf world. Adonis: the God of the witches/wizards world. Alicia: the Goddess of the fairy world. Damien: the God of the vampire world.

"I know she's an omega.....But.....why did you say..." "She's the most weakest omega among the all other ranks. Just like my wife Grace" I could see a faint smile on the old man's face "She was so beautiful. Everyone in the town was jealous of her beautiful, they were jealous of me to have the most beautiful omega as my mate but...You know...everything can't be perfect, there's definitely some or the other pause in life that will make a huge turn" He caressed the ring on his finger "She was an omega....An omega who can never be marked" hearing him, I was surprised. What is this man saying? omega who can't be marked?

-Do you know who Azael is? He looks at me with a terrified face. -Azael Grimm? The new? - I'm not quite sure it's called that, but I nod my head because there aren't many people named Azael in this country. So much less in high school. What's more, I think there is only one person in the world named like that and that is him. -What's the matter with him? - He's the one who bumped into us on the day of the dance, Jason- I say bluntly.

The anticipation had now increased, I could even hear some whispering about what it was all about. "When we were admitted to Gillian's Memorial Hospital, several humans treated our wounds, one of those humans was called Sophia Turner, she was the Chief of Nurses." I wanted to say more about her, to praise her, but it wouldn't do. "It took us a while to understand what she meant, but now we know for sure. She is the Fated One, chosen by the Moon Goddess, from my friend and Beta, Achilles Lykaios." The auditorium erupted in conversation, many people didn't believe this was possible, and others were even saying that Achilles should reject her.

"Silly. Of course, young lady. She was a powerful one. She married the secret order commander, Cornelius, and..." "The mythical ghoul vampire?" Celestina asked. She knew him from her grandmother's tales. Sir Cornelius was loved by everyone. Though, no one knew what happened to him. He loved fun, he was the hero of every ball, the light in every day. He was the knight's commander, gallant and brave, moreover, he was a leader and expected others to give their fealty, to kneel and forswear their sword was his eternally. He didn't care less about glorification, he only cared about the first vampire's intentions and actions, the keeper of soul, the one who saved his people.

Panting from the effort of trying to vomit, she glared at the offending chains, ‘You have got to be kidding me.’ ‘Our apologies, Hybrid. It is necessary to do this until the Divine One is ready to receive you.’ She lifted her head to look at the young guard, and he was young, not much older than her, ‘Who is this Divine One?’ She demanded, and saw the fear in his eyes. ‘’He is the one chosen by the Creator to lead the Druids.’ Tegan tamped down her rising anger; this young guard was not to blame for her predicament.

Otto asked Lena after thirty minutes of driving , and Lena shook her head in denial; she assumed it must be a nickname. “In the ranks of mafia in the world, we have priests, bishops, and then the pope,” Otto explained, and Lena frowned. “Who is the highest rank?” she questioned, and Otto sighed heavily. “The man who is more than the government, the man who signs peace treaties with the president of each country. The man who signed a peace treaty with the president of Italy, promising to not bring war if no one interferes in his affairs,” Otto explained, and Lena thought for a while.

I said. ‘the prophecy is that someone would come and be the head of us all. It would be a woman blessed by the goddess. The prophecy has been for so long, centuries even and the pack to have the goddess' child come from there would be highly respected and recognised and so…” one of the you her looking elders rambled on and then stopped when the old lady frowned at him. He fake coughed a bit and then took his seat, trying not to make eye contact with any of the other elders for being too abrupt.

Several of the judges began talking amongst themselves, until finally the one in the middle slammed the table with his palm. “Silence!” He yelled. Gradually, the murmur died down. “So. You risked us all to save a human?” he asked. “She is no mere human,” he replied. “She is….something else. Something I don’t yet understand.” A shocked silence came over the group. And no one was more surprised than I. What was he talking about? “I saved her to save ourselves,” Caleb answered. “If she is The One, we are nothing without her.”

For example: he was a crazed maniac, extremely powerful, literally a one man army no other supernatural could take down. There was a reason why the King ruled over everyone. He wasn’t the King of werewolves or shifters, no, he was the King of supernaturals and everyone feared him more than death for the man was the one who brought it, slowly and painfully. Even the Elders Council didn’t hold half as much power as the King. That man was above everything and everyone, close to a God of a sort. “Eden, will you grace me with an answer?” Lucius whispered the question with a slight smile across his lips.