Past High Priest Jewel Novels & Stories

In the center of the mercury pool, a figure was rising. It wasn't Sarah. And it wasn't the Void. It was a man draped in the silver-and-white robes of the High Priests of the First City—a sect that was supposed to have died out a thousand years ago. He held a staff topped with a shard of the Moon, and his eyes were voids of pure, calculated intelligence. "The Argentum Prime has been found," the man said, his voice carrying the weight of centuries. "But the blood is thin. The 'Inversion' was a clumsy tool for such a delicate task."

“Talking about exes isn’t the way to get into my pants you know.” “As much as I’d love to take your knickers off and have you ride my face, your safety is priority.” He reaches up to cup my face with his hand. “I can’t lose you...and I’ve apparently underestimated Lilith.” He admits, sighing heavily. “She’s a royal cunt and a dangerous one at that. I have honestly no idea where all her allegiances lay but if Julius says she’s working with someone in the Crimson Palace, I wouldn’t put it passed her. The Princes are just as manipulative and hungry for power as she is.”

I let my eyes land on Shawna, and I notice her squirming in her chair. “Uh, am I missing something here?” The gold wolf looks between Shawna and Aston, searching for an answer. Aston clears his throat and leans his head back. “High Priestess Topaz and my dad have a… they have a history.” The seconds pass, and she looks like she’s waiting for more. No one offers up any more information, so she sits back in her seat. “Wwwhat do you mean, tap into your previous connection?” I sigh and focus my gaze on Shawna.

Katty turned, and behind her stood the High Priest, armed with a sword, with more men behind him. Katty opened her mouth, but one glance from the High Priest made her shut it immediately. She retreated behind him like a scared lamb. The High Priest was not the same as the one twenty years ago. The old man had long passed, and now the mantle rested on the shoulders of his young son...a man in his early thirties. One glance...and Kael did not like him. “Your mate will have to come with us,” High Priest Soren Acle, son of the late Priest Mordecia Acle, announced.

He had only checked one of the chalices, that which belonged to queen Nora, and when he saw the glowing color, he didn’t bother to check the next. Now, he knows that there was a problem as two is the chalices carried the same thing, and the result can only be maintained if one of them has a moonstone with them. The high priest walked to them, “Please, give me a minute, Your highness,” he requested and turned to Blair, “Please stretch out your hand,” he said and placed a small stone on Blair’s hand. He waited for minutes before turning to Nora, “Please stretch out your hand,” he said and took the stone from Blair’s hand and placed it on Nora’s hand.

Alistair's POV The Great Hall was a sea of faces, but my focus was entirely on the woman walking beside me. Lena’s hand was small in mine, yet her grip was steady. She wore the crimson velvet like she had been born to it, though I knew the weight of the rubies around her neck was taxing her strength. It looked like it was getting on her nerves too, I chuckled internally. We reached the dais. The High Priest stood between the two empty thrones, holding the Ancient Crown of Valerius which was a heavy circle of black iron and raw diamonds. To his left sat the Queen’s Crown, a more delicate gold piece set with blood-red rubies.

Jewel smirked in return, loving how her mum had handled it. Pearl was an eighteen years old final year student of Elites Academy. She was one of the most loved student in her set and the Female Sport Prefect because of her athletic prowess and what not. Jewel was a sixteen years old girl which a very great imagination and an adventurous behavior. Unlike her sister, she wasn't into much athletics but was very good at high jump. She also had a very sharp tongue.

Juwai! Are you nuts? How could you do a thing like that? Don't you have the slightest respect for your elders? When are you going to change this irritating attitude of yours?" Hajiya Azumi bellowed Angrily. "O geeezzzz! Here she comes again with her preaching, please and please Azumi don't lecture me. Please, right now am not in the mood to listen. Just taste what she called pepper soup. How dare she give me a food without much pepper in it? She knows my taste why then will she do the contrary?”

He pushed the stone. He stepped out into a room filled with incense and the smell of old paper. The High Priest was there. But he wasn't alone. Charlotte Reed was kneeling on the floor, her hands bound behind her back. Her face was bruised, her lip split. "Ah," the High Priest said. He didn't look surprised. He looked satisfied. "The lamb arrives right on schedule." "Where is Ethan?" Noah demanded, raising the dagger. "He's exactly where he needs to be," the Priest said. He stood up, and for the first time, Noah saw the silver collar around the Priest's own neck. It was identical to his own. "Telling the mob exactly what they want to hear."