Novels by elven_priestess

Shane has been traveling around the lands. He has been to the smallest town and the largest kingdoms he's heard of.He was sitting under an apple tree to take a minute of rest when demon child suddenly appeared before him."You haven't found her yet?" The young Wrath asked. He clicked his tongue when Shane shook his head. "Too slow.""Why don't you just help me locate her? Don't you have that kind of power or something?"Wrath mimicked the way Shane spoke and made some exaggerated faces before crossing his arms under his chest."I have a duty with my siblings. I just sneaked out to ask you about her," Wrath was about to teleport back to the palace when he remembered what he heard yesterday. "The prince of the neighboring kingdom was planning to ask for the hand of the said most beautiful girl in his kingdom."Shane raised his eyebrow. He doesn't care how many beautiful girls are living in this world. They're none of his business and whoever prince Wrath was talking about was definitel

Since there's only more than a hundred on the battlefield, everyone pulled back and regrouped to fight together.The once majestic tree in the middle of the battlefield has withered away because of the millions of parasites. The minor injuries they got earlier has healed. However, the major ones are still bleeding and causing unbearable pain the injured has to injure.Azrael has a huge wound from his chest down to his belly. Elijah's right hand is almost numb and had some broken bones. Isaiah's fingers are barely attached to his hand. Thea could barely stand up because of her broken hips she got from falling from the sky and can't fly steadily since she broke her wings. Raphael was mentally stable because of Lust's mental torture. Philip has second degree burns on his left arm. Amira lost one of her legs and was the only one among the seven seraphims who's dying because of Gluttony's parasites.Pride was wincing in pain as he can feel his organs burning since Thea still managed to sta

Unlike beginning of the war where some was not wearing proper battlesuits and was not able to use magic, everyone now was fully prepared. They are wearing armors.Everyone was literally ready to die, especially the demons. They were throwing themselves into the battle to kill and be killed.The fierce battle has began, Mara enjoyed watching Shane dance in the middle of the battlefield with a psychotic smirk plastered on his face. The way he sliced them in half and chopped them like a butchered meat made her bloodlust grow. Mara licked her lips as tons of corpses pleases her eyes in the most magnificent way possible.Shane leaped into the thin air as he replaces his scythe with the dagger Mara has given him before. His dagger multiplied a thousand times and then he threw it to every direction, not minding if it hits angels, grim reapers or demons.His eyes are glowing blue and his skin was turning paler and paler while steam was coming out of his body. He's feeling hot. He's not satisf

"Unforgivable," Mara mumbled under her breath while sitting on her bed.The rapid regeneration of her body and energy made her look like she was emitting steam out of her body. Her hands are fisted as her whole body trembles in rage."Unacceptable," She mumbled."Please, calm down, Mara. You have to calm down," Lust said in a gentle yet nervous manner.Mara's aura has reached every demon citizens staying in the Netherworld. Every children are crying nonstop because of the intense scent of her aura.She was just mumbling and whispering things but for everyone within the range of Mara's power, it's as if she was screaming and throwing meteorites to each and everyone.Lust bit her nails and then ran to the other room to get her brothers. "What? Are you guys just going to sit here comfortably?""It's not like we can calm her down when she shut everyone out of her own little world. She created a faint barrier around, didn't she? While she's emitting tremendous aura which made everyone fear

Shane could not control his breathing. He just stood there, frozen on his spot while watching Mara's father take her away from this chaotic area.Every angles are wearing their battlesuit. Every grim reapers are on their cloaks. Every demons wielded their spears and swords. Everyone was ready to fight and has accepted the fact that no matter what they do, blood shall flow on the battlefield.They could not figure out how did the grim reapers sneaked explosives such as grenade and TNTs and guns and the canons they were using to fire at every corner of the continent.The crowd of thousands of angels, demons, and grim reapers split up and headed to every place on the Mystic Ring.Dragons, chimeras and other more creatures kept on falling from the sky. The forest in on fire that every creature came running out of the woods only to be greeted by the canons, arrows and guns that rendered them lifeless the moment it hits them. Poison gas has entered even in the smallest holes where small ani

"What are you doing here anyway?" Mara asked and then raised her eyebrows after pushing Shane away.She started walking away without a specific place in mind. Shane chased after her with a wide grin."I was looking for you," He said and then wrapped her arm on Mara's shoulders as they walk.Mara shove it away and then hissed at the lad. It made Shane chuckle in amusement while watching the lady march grumpily. She then turned to him with sharp glares which made Shane raised his hands in the air, though, it was to tease Mara even more."What on Earth is your problem?""Nothing," He said and then shrugged. "I just want to follow you, is that bad?""Damn bad, Shane!" Mara exclaimed. "A grim reaper cannot follow a demon, especially the future queen, as it is a form of mockery for your kind," She crossed her arms. "The kiss was a taboo. You'll be exiled from Heaven because of treason, or worse, executed."Mara's steps got faster while Shane stood there with parted lips. He heaved a deep br

"Clea," Exiquel called right after I jumped out of our car. "Are you hear to play with me again?" He asked.I smiled then waved at him. "Of course, what else could be the reason I am here?" I asked.I witnessed how my father treated Athijha and she witnessed how hard it was for me too. My sister and I was there for each other but we never had the power to save each other.We were exposed to tons and tons of crimes at such a young age. We were exposed to killing and smuggling, all for the mafia. And even if I want to deny it, Athijha and I were also victims of our father's craziness.My hatred towards this family grew that I even did the most stupid mistake. I used Athijha as as shield just so I can enjoy my life.I started feeling envious towards my sister when I found out that we have different fathers. And I always wished I was her because even if she's an illegitimate child, her real dad is not like mine.I'd always cry myself to sleep after dad's done with his business with me.I'

"Why... why didn't you do it?""I don't know what to say to that person," She replied.I felt enraged towards the person she's talking about. He must hide under his mom's skirt once I find out who he is because curse the ground he's standing on to. I will definitely hunt her until he wishes he died before he could meet me.She was mumbling something but it's a little vague and faint."What? Sorry, Assia, I didn't catch it," I said.Her jaw almost fell when I said that. I wonder what's wrong with her.She laughed nervously and then shook her head. "I didn't say anything. Ha ha ha," She averted her gaze and then smiled a little. "I just find the crowd a little uncomfortable."I chuckled. "Still not used to the crowd, huh?"Something hasn't changed. "I guess I could never get used to it," She whispered in the air.I presented my hand. Her eyes traveled from my palm, up to my shoulder, and then to my bluebell eyes. A smile which reached my eyes crept on my lips as she stares at me with t

"Then I'll just go back to my s-," Before she could even finish what she was saying, I grabbed her arm.My brows are furrowed. "Nope, you're not going anywhere. You're staying here with me."She just want to tease me and damn, love, it's working!She closed her eyes. She sighed and smiled as if she's planning some mischievous things again and wants me to be a part of it.She tugged the hem of my shirt. "What?" I asked."Will you go with me?" She asked in a flirtatious manner.I looked around. "Where?"She smiled a little. "To the cliff, of course.""No," I said which made her brows furrow."Why not?" She asked."You just want to escape this party and just don't want to hear their farewells," I replied and crossed my arms. "And what are you gonna do there? Just stare at the moon or something?"She made a face then stepped on my foot."Stop sounding so sarcastic. And it's better to talk with my son than hear their farewells and shed a tear in the crowd. So, if you don't want to come wit

"Do you feel okay, little sis?" River asked.She tried to reach up for her brother's hand as her eyes starts to water. "Kuya," She called, almost voiceless. "Kuya," She repeated in much clearer voice.She calls her Kuya, huh? It is a Filipino word which refers to your older sibling with a male gender, I suppose. Damn, I guess I really did miss a lot of things.River chuckled a bit then drove his wheelchair to his sister's side.I gulped when I witnessed I Ath... Assia pulled her brother in for a hug."Your eye," She mumbled as she hide her face on River's shoulder."You're thinking that I've gone blind, are you?" She nodded in response. "My eyelid was just grazed by a knife. It's just a small cut.""What if you go blind in tge following years because of that?" Assia asked."I'm glad you're still as silly as fuck," River said then let out a burst of a loud laughter. "Good morning, little sis."You're not really hurt, right?""Yeah. I caught a bullet with my leg though.""Well, you're a

"Good evening, my lady. You look gorgeous like always," I said with a smile when she opened the door."And you are annoying as always," She said then rolled her eyes. "Can I leave this bouquet here? I have a feeling that I might destroy this by slapping you with it out of annoyance.""Harsh. But sure," I took her hand and kissed it. "Shall we go, gorgeous?"She nodded. "Sure."I never knew that 4 kilometers ride is too short for us to stay in car together. Damn the time."Quel, do you know me?" She asked out of nowhere.My forehead creased. "What do you mean? Of course, I know you, Athijha.""What if my name is not really Athijha? What if it is Clea?" She joked then chuckled a bit. "Don't get me wrong, okay? What if I am just her copycat and the real one just happened to tell me everything about her life?"I smiled. "Then you copied her perfectly. Your mannerism, the way you frown, your smile, and your laugh. It perfectly matches hers. But I can never forget how her eyes look. That is

It seems like she's havinf the urge to hit me with her bag she held herself back. "Why are you insisting that I am still your wife? You signed the divorce papers back then, Exiquel." She said.I smirked. "Oh, that? I didn't want to let go of you so I retrieved it when you left. Then I burned it together with the copies you prepared."Her jaw dropped upon hearing that. "How dare you put my money and efforts to waste?"I laughed. "Don't worry, wife. I'll give them back to you, twice. Even a million times if you ask. Anything for you," I replied then wiggled my eyebrows."What if I do something unforgivable? Are you still willing to do that?"I chuckled. "I'll always be on your side, little girl," I shuffled her hair."Exiquel," She called my name."Hmm? What is it, wife?" I asked.She took a step forward. "Do you still remember something I do?" She asked then took another step. "To the moon and back?"My eyes widened upon hearing that. My eyes shone with an unreadable emotion that keep

TIARA MCKENZIE'S POVThe sunlight slipped through the edges of the hotel curtains, casting soft golden stripes across the carpet and the side of the bed. I sat on the armchair, legs pulled to my chest, wearing the same clothes from last night and feeling like my skin didn't belong to me. My eyes burned, not from tears, but from the kind of exhaustion that sits in the bones after something inside you has shattered. I didn't know what time it was, but the quiet hum of the city waking up made it clear that morning had arrived whether I wanted it to or not. Everything about this day felt too bright for the kind of heaviness I was carrying.Elijah was asleep on the floor, his back turned to me, a pillow wedged under his head and the spare blanket bunched around his legs. He hadn't said much after I told him I was still leaving. No

TIARA MCKENZIES' POINT OF VIEW"Sorry."The word slipped from Elijah's mouth like smoke, soft and low, but it burned straight through me. I didn't know how one syllable could unravel me like that, but it did. It caught me off guard, pierced a place I didn't even know was still vulnerable. And in that moment, everything in me started to fall apart.It wasn't just an apology. It was a wound reopening after years of pretending it had healed. It was the crack in a dam I'd reinforced with silence. And now, nothing could stop the flood.I froze where I stood, staring at the night sky beyond the balcony. I didn't trust myself to look at him, not yet. If I did, I might drown in whatever was written on his face. And I wasn't

TIARA MCKENZIES' POINT OF VIEWThe television played on low volume, casting cold blue light across the suite walls. I sat still on the edge of the bed, the tips of my fingers curled around the hem of my shorts. I wasn't blinking as much as I should. My eyes had locked onto the image of a burning van displayed on screen. Thick smoke spilled into the air as emergency lights flickered through it, and charred wreckage littered the ground. That was the lie we had created, fed to the public like a headline meant to die within the week.The anchor's voice was calm and practiced, the way all anchors are when death is routine for them. "Four alleged criminals found dead after a fiery explosion in Cabuyao, Laguna," he said. "Though the bodies were burned beyond recognition, authorities suggest the individuals were related to the

TIARA MCKENZIES' POINT OF VIEWThe darkness in the storm tunnel pressed down like a second skin, damp and unrelenting. The narrow shaft beneath the garage stank of rust, stagnant water, and mildew, but it was our only path to freedom. Each step we took echoed too loudly in the confined space, boots sloshing through ankle-deep filth that clung to our legs like a curse. I kept one hand on the wall for balance, the other gripping my weapon tightly as my eyes strained to adjust to the faint glow of the flashlight Vera held ahead of us. It wasn't the first time I had crawled through places like this, but something about tonight felt final, like every breath we took down here might be our last before rebirth or ruin.Behind me, Cameron cursed softly as he stumbled over a loose pipe. His limp had worsened since the firefight, and though he tried to hide it, I could hear his breaths coming heavier, more uneven. He was stubborn, but even steel had a melting point. Vera pressed forward ahead of

TIARA MCKENZIE'S POINT OF VIEWThe moment the second squad burst from the armored truck, I knew this wasn't a tactical hit anymore. This was execution. They weren't here to warn or threaten. They came to wipe us out. Their formations were tight, fast, and aggressive, like wolves released after days of starvation.I dove behind the base of a steel beam, bullets rattling off the column inches from my head. Cameron rolled beside me, wincing as fresh blood trailed from a wound on his thigh. His eyes met mine, grim and focused. We didn't need to speak. The plan was survival, and survival only.Vera's voice crackled in my earpiece, strained but composed. "I'm stuck near the east flank. They've got the high ground and roofline. I count at least seven shooters."I peeked through the smoke curling around us, my mind racing through every floorplan I remembered. This warehouse wasn't defensible. Too many blind spots. Too many exits for them, and none for us. We needed to move. We needed to regro

TIARA MCKENZIES' POINT OF VIEW We moved fast. The streets of Laguna were still damp from the late rain, the mist rising like smoke from the pavement. The lights from far-off sari-sari stores flickered in the corners of my vision. We didn't have time to dwell. Not when danger was a whisper away. Inside the safehouse, Cameron and I packed the last of the essentials. No electronics, no comms. Just bags of physical notes, burner IDs, and the weapons we couldn't live without. This house had given us cover, but it had served its purpose. Cameron moved like he was running on pure muscle memory. "Everything we can't carry, we destroy," he muttered, wrapping a detonator cord around a rolled-up floor mat. It wasn't paranoia anymore. It was insurance. I tore down the maps pinned to the inner wall. Each one marked the fallback zones. Each one felt like a lie now. I ripped them clean and shoved them into a duffel bag. No trail. No pattern. My fingers found a small crumpled drawing tucked in t