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Demesne Priest Of Fire Fantasy

Priest Chronicles

In a world where the forces of darkness seek to dominate, a group of powerful warriors known as the Priests of Divinity stand as the last bastion of hope. Chosen by the heavens themselves, these holy warriors possess the ability to wield divine power and discern the hearts of those around them. As an ancient evil, foretold in the scriptures, begins to stir from its slumber, the Priests of Divinity must prepare for the ultimate battle. This malevolent force, born from the depths of hell, threatens to shake the very foundations of the world, unleashing a maelstrom of chaos and destruction. Guided by the teachings of the Bible and armed with the knowledge of mythology, the Priests of Divinity must confront the darkness head-on, facing formidable foes and overcoming treacherous landscapes. From the ruins of Babylon to the gates of Hell, they will stop at nothing to prevent the apocalypse. Led by a former fallen angel turned Priest of Divinity, who has walked the fine line between heaven and hell, this elite group of fighters must navigate the treacherous landscape of a world torn apart by supernatural forces. With the power of the Holy Spirit guiding them, they must confront their own demons and make impossible choices in order to save humanity from the brink of destruction. Will they be able to overcome the darkness within and without, or will the forces of evil prevail? Dive into a world of epic battles, heart-wrenching drama, and divine intervention, where biblical prophecy and mythological legend collide in a thrilling tale of heroism and redemption.
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Making fire

Life was tiring, I wanted so much to be free of everyone. I wanted to hold on to what little happiness I remembered walking through the woods. The feel of the crisp air when the sun broke into dawn, the way I felt the trees come alive as I wondered through them, how quiet everything was. But now I’m married. To the most unpredictable man I had ever encountered. But there is something about him. The way he moves, eyes sharp and narrowed watching my every step. I always felt as if he were hunting me, and maybe he was. I could never get away from those peering eyes long enough to enjoy a moment to myself. He was always there, around every plan of escape, every thought of silence, every time I even thought of a life away from him. No doubt due to the binding ceremony that was performed. The only request I had about the ceremony was that it needed to be performed by a priestess but my father wanted HIS personal witch to bind Tristan and I. Once my father ordered you to do something ‘not one person disagreed’. I did not mean to think so ill of her but I can not help this feeling that she may have added a little spell to the ceremony. If I could only speak to her, I have not seen her since I left my brute of a fathers home. I could always ask Sheri-Tristan’s second wife. Yes. I’m the third wife of this man I call husband. But Sheri was witch born before being turned by Tristan. She had the most beautiful violet hair and matching eyes. Where as I had bright auburn air with green eyes, the only thing I kept of my mother. Sheri could help me find out if I am under some spell so I can get Tristan out of my head long enough to leave his kingdom. She hated me so, I believe it is due to Tristan not informing both of his wives that a third was going to be arriving. And that was me. If I was going to ask her for help it had to be now, I have my awakening ceremony tonight. It will mark 3 months since our wedding and as accustomed with Tristan and his coven, 90 days was the mark a bride had to wait to be judged by the collective to be accepted. Tristan assures me that I will be accepted and he will turn me tonight in the hues of the blood moon that was to be eclipsed. I did not want to be turned. I was human. If I was turned I’d loose my humanity and become full vampire. The same thing happened to Ava-Tirstan’s fist wife. She could not handle the lust and killed a few members of court. Some human but some halflings like Sheri. I did not want to kill. I shuttered at the thought of taking the life essence of another living being. I did not want to live in this manner. I only pray that Sheri is in a favorable mood this afternoon. Here I stand, outside her door. I had been standing here for about 10 minutes. I needed every help I could to escape my marriage. Yet, knocking on her door was the most exhausting thing I have been doing since I arrived here 3 months ago. “Here goes nothing.” I said out loud as I finally knocked. “Entrer” She was quite demure when she’s not in a mood. I might have a chance of gaining her help after all. One look my way and her mood was already changing. “YOU!” —maybe not………….
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