To me, 'So Mote It Be' is like a linguistic artifact—a tiny piece of history that’s survived in niches like Freemasonry and modern witchcraft. It’s a phrase that demands respect, you know? When you say it, you’re not just ending a prayer or spell; you’re acknowledging forces beyond yourself. I love how it’s flexible enough to fit solemn rituals or casual witchy TikTok vibes, but it never loses that gravity. It’s a reminder that words aren’t just sounds—they’re tools.
I’ve always been drawn to phrases that feel like they hold hidden power, and 'So Mote It Be' is one of those. It’s been used in everything from Masonic rituals to Wiccan ceremonies, and each time, it’s this unshakable statement of intent. The first time I heard it was in a documentary about secret societies, and it stuck with me—like a verbal seal, locking in meaning. It’s not just about agreement; it’s about invoking something bigger. Even in fantasy novels, when characters drop that line, you know things just got serious. Makes me wonder about the spells we cast with our own words every day.
The phrase 'So Mote It Be' has always fascinated me with its mystical aura. It's commonly associated with Freemasonry and occult traditions, where it serves as a solemn affirmation—like saying 'Amen' but with a deeper, almost ritualistic weight. The word 'mote' is an archaic term meaning 'must,' so it literally translates to 'So must it be,' implying inevitability or divine will. I first encountered it in esoteric literature, and it gave me chills—it feels like a bridge between the spoken word and cosmic forces.
What’s really cool is how it’s popped up in modern media, like in 'The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina,' where witches use it to seal spells. That got me digging into its history, and I learned it’s tied to the idea of words having power—speaking something into existence. It’s not just a closing line; it’s a declaration that what’s said will come to pass. Makes you think about how language shapes reality, doesn’t it?
Ever stumbled into a rabbit hole about obscure phrases? That’s how I ended up obsessed with 'So Mote It Be.' It’s like a secret handshake in words—used by Freemasons and witches alike to mark truth or bind magic. The vibe is ancient, almost primal. I love how it’s not just passive agreement but active alignment with fate. In 'The Dresden Files,' Jim Butcher throws it around for spellcasting, and it feels weighty, like the universe is listening. It’s wild how three little words can carry centuries of tradition and power.
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"Mate!" My eyes bulged out of my head as I snapped up to regard the guy who is obviously the king. His eyes were locked on mine as he began to advance very quickly. Oh great. That's why he looked familiar, he was the same guy who I bumped into only an hour or two before hand. The one who claimed I was his mate...
Oh... SHIT!
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In a dystopian future, it is the 5-year anniversary of the end of the earth as we knew it. A race of supernatural creatures calling themselves the lycanthrope has taken over and nothing has been the same.
Every town is split into two districts, the human district, and the wolf district. The humans are now treated as a minority, while the Lycans are to be treated with the utmost respect, failure to submit to them results in brutal public punishments. For Dylan, a 17-year-old girl, living in this new world is tough. Being 12 when the wolves took over, she has both witnessed and experienced public punishment firsthand.
Wolves have been domineering since the new world and if you're found to be the mate of one, for Dylan it is a fate worse than death. So what happens when she finds out she not only is a lycan’s mate but that lycan happens to be the most famous and the most brutal of them all?
Follow Dylan on her rocky journey, combatting life, love, and loss.
A new spin on the typical wolf story. I hope you enjoy it.
Warning, mature content.
Scenes of strong Abuse.
Scenes of self-harm
Scenes of Rape.
Scenes of a Sexually explicit nature.
READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
Maya Woods was born an Omega. Weak, unwanted, and treated as nothing more than a slave in her pack. But fate bound her to Alpha Damien, the powerful young Alpha who refused to claim her, yet refused to let her go.Used in secret and ignored in public, Maya’s life was a cycle of pain and false promises until the night everything changed. Broken, bleeding, and on the edge of death, she was saved by the most feared Lycan King of all, Rasmus.With Rasmus, Maya discovered a new truth about herself, a hidden power no Omega was meant to carry, and a bond stronger than anything she had ever known. But love in the Lycan world is never simple. Desire burns, enemies circle, and betrayal waits closer than her own shadow.Caught between two powerful Alphas and the dangerous secret buried inside her wolf, Maya must decide if she will remain the weak Omega they all despise or rise as the Luna fate destined her to be.
My blood-bonded mate, Prince Dorian, despised me. I was just a mortal to him. A girl with filthy blood.
His eternity was already promised to a pureblood—Cordelia.
When she died in an accident, he blamed me. Hated me for ten years.
But when rival vampires attacked our castle, he saved me.
Bleeding out in my arms, he used his last breath to push my shaking hands away.
"Odette... if only the Bond had never tied us together."
At his wake, they kicked me out. So I climbed to the top of their family’s skyscraper—a place they arrogantly called "Heaven's Needle"—and jumped.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back. Back to the night the ancient Blood Bond chose me as his mate.
This time, I'm setting him free. And myself along with him.
My entire existence has led to this moment, the day I finally put an end to this misery, the day I pay tribute to the sacrifices of my loved ones, the day I grant freedom to the human race. All it requires is a simple pull of the trigger. I desired this, worked tirelessly for it, but inexplicably, I find myself unable to complete the task.
"Do it," Bas urged in a soft whisper, a gentle smile playing on his lips. How could he find solace in a moment fraught with tension? His eyes locked onto mine, a silent challenge.
Unable to contain the tears streaming down my face, I felt a flood of emotions. Sensing my hesitation, Bas delicately laid his hand on mine, guiding the gun closer to his chest.
"I love you," he uttered to me.
No, I couldn't endure this any longer. I shook my head, the pain becoming unbearable.
"We do this in 1...2...3..."
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In a world where werewolves coexist with humans, Rebecca faces a daunting prophecy: she must become the mate of the infamous Alpha's son, Bas. Every century, the moon selects a human girl to fulfill this prophecy, destined to bear a child for her mate and then be sacrificed. But Rebecca refuses to accept her fate. Can she defy the prophecy and protect her loved ones, or will her rebellion lead to tragedy? And when she starts developing feelings for someone forbidden, what will the consequences be?
"My love?" I speak softly, ensuring my mate is asleep before slipping out to the balcony. I sighed in delight as I allowed the moonlight to embrace me, gifting me the warmth and mothership I desired. "My mother takes great care of me, even from so far in the sky." I said to the moon goddess, and was rewarded with a warm breeze.
"Dear Mother Moon Goddess. Please... show me the way. Guide me in leading your people. You have forced me to love this mate of mine... how else must I suffer before I can lead your people properly?" The wind blew cold and I knew I was asking the wrong questions, or at least coming to the wrong conclusions.
"You suffer because of me...?" I gasped and whipped around to see my mate standing in the doorway of the balcony, his massive gash wound from yesterday's battle still in place but healing slowly. "My love, that is not what I meant! I-I just meant to say that-" He silenced me with one finger to my lips.
"I know... I know everything." My face fell immediately, I could feel the shock and terror settling into my gut. "No..."
"Chloe, when you were younger, our family arranged a marriage for you. Now that you're almost recovered from your illness, would you be willing to return to Kingston City and marry?"
"If you still don't agree, I'll talk to your father and cancel the engagement."
In the dimly lit room, Chloe could only hear silence. Just as the person on the other end of the line thought they would not be able to convince her, she suddenly spoke up.
"I'm willing to go back and get married."
Her mom, Felicia, froze, clearly surprised. "You... you agree?"
Chloe's tone was calm. "I agree, but I still need a little time to wrap things up in Marina City. I'll be back within two weeks. Mom, please go ahead and start preparing for the wedding."
After a few more words, Chloe hung up the phone.
The ending of 'So Mote It Be' really stuck with me because of how it plays with themes of destiny and free will. The protagonist, after struggling with the weight of their magical oath throughout the story, finally confronts the consequences in a climactic ritual scene. Instead of escaping their fate, they choose to embrace it—but with a twist. The oath isn’t broken; it’s transformed into something new, symbolizing growth and acceptance. The last few pages linger on this bittersweet victory, where the character’s sacrifice feels earned rather than tragic.
What I love is how the author avoids a clichéd 'happy ending.' The magic system’s rules aren’t bent for convenience, and the resolution ties back to earlier motifs, like the recurring imagery of knotted cords. It’s satisfying without being overly neat, leaving just enough ambiguity to spark discussions about whether the protagonist truly had agency or if the outcome was inevitable all along. That ambiguity is what makes it memorable—I still debate it with fellow fans!