The next morning sees Travis standing in front of a crisscross of rotting bamboo shoots that would most likely fall apart if a bit of force is exerted on it, with a decrepit signboard that reads Bahghül’s Shol of mal, other letters having disappeared to Lucifer knows where.
I don’t know what father saw in this place. But I can’t return without the Maestro’s approval. Only Lucifer knows how hard this is for me. Travis’ thought is a reflection of the outcome of the conversation with his father a day prior.
He is tempted to push the gate open, but he immediately rejects such a suggestion- he’d only be inviting trouble for himself by doing so. Due to the fact that Klade opened the gate yesterday, he was unable to realize that the gate could not be opened without magic. Had Klade not stopped him from pushing the gate and explaining the Maestro’s tactic to him, he would have been seriously injured by some of the guards
A soulmate literally means the other half of a being’s soul, the word being derived from the story of the powerful but lonely souls who decided to split into two exact halves and go in different directions, with the aim of finding each other again. The concept of a soulmate is an integral part of every supernatural culture. Demons, werewolves, vampires, ghouls, and dragons, amongst many others, treasure it highly- although they have different words for it. Even witches, who do not have soulmates, understand and respect the culture of the soulmates. It is the lifeblood of every realm, be it as high as the heavens or in the innermost depths of hell.Travis understands the importance of soulmates to the supernatural world, regardless of species. He feels upset and embarrassed about his father’s words yesterday and the Maestro’s behavior towards him today, but he is not stupid. You allowed your emotions to overwhelm you not once, but several times.
Lia has not felt well for the past four days. It first started with a negligible ache in her joints, something she attributed to a lack of proper exercise and rest. “With good food, a well-deserved break from mining, a proper massage session, a long overdue visit to the gym, and a good night’s rest to top it all, I’ll be as good as new in no time.”The above list sounds good. Awesome even. She didn’t account for one thing, however- the fact that reality doesn’t always happen as planned. Actually, it NEVER happens as planned.Four days down the drain, and she isn’t getting any better. She’s tempted to go for a check-up at the hospital but immediately shrugs off that thought. What would mere humans know about a witch’s body? No human can decode the physiology of a being of the supernatural world. Hence, all the tests would give messed-up values that would only create a barrage of questions. Her ‘lovely’ au
Deidre Lawson, the renowned Silver Witch of the North cum Ice Princess, was a witchling once upon a time. A witchling with a complete family and an innocent heart. They did not have much, but they were happy- the three of them. And there is nothing as tragic as a sheltered witchling watching her beloved parents be torn to shreds by demons, unable to lift a finger to help.Experiencing that much gore at an age where most witchlings would be lazing about, doing nothing but playing and being mischievous has its fair share of advantages and demerits, as evident in the paranoia that never left her since that day.That paranoia is the reason her coven has more Enforcer Witches than the other covens put together. It is why her coven remains the most fortified, even more fortified than that of the High Witch. That excessive, mostly irrational feeling of distrust is the reason she is once more at the holding cell where the other ‘witness’ who lost her marbles is kep
Sandara Harrison is not dubbed the Jade Witch for anything. Despite her age, she has managed to instill fear into countless demons and even fellow witches know not to cross her. She is not the most powerful witch- she isn’t even anywhere close to being amongst the top five. But that does not make her any less respected than the top witches of the realm. With the highest magic potential in several millennia- one that even outclasses the High Witch’s monstrous affinity for magic- her sphere of influence is by no means small. For a witch who is barely three and a half centuries old, her mental resilience is frighteningly strong.Thus, it comes as a huge shock to Estelle Vane to see her looking like one whose soul has been literally sucked away, leaving behind an empty shell. She is sprawled on the floor, eyes bloodshot and swollen beyond recognition. Her hair is disheveled, no doubt the result of intense tousling- something the Jade Witch does whenever she is upset,
Thirty minutes later, the spell is successfully cast and Lia’ condition is stable, even though she still remains unconscious. Sandara heaves a sigh of relief and sinks to the floor, exhausted beyond measure. Her eyes, however, tell a different story, as they sparkle with unbridled joy and something that bears a close resemblance to fear. I almost lost her.Estelle is not much different. Even as she struggles to maintain a detached look, the sides of her lips tilt downwards in a surreptitious manner. The two sisters stare at each other for a long time, until Sandara giggles. Estelle tries to maintain a modicum of calm, but fails as they both burst into laughter.“If anyone heard you laugh like this, they’d run far away, refusing to believe that the oh so great and mighty High Witch is guffawing like a brute.” Sandara taunts her sister, as usual.“That’s why there’s no one to hear me.”“You seem
The Seven Sins are the most powerful demons, after Lucifer, to ever exist. Feared by all and wielding unbelievable power, they can wreak havoc without even meaning to. Hence, they mostly remain in their strongholds and barely ever step out to grace the outside world with their presence. They are Pride, Lust, Greed, Wrath, Envy, Sloth and Gluttony.With the passage of time, death and evolution, they have become mere myths and fairy tales. Most of the individuals present at the time of Precedence, when the Sins still traversed all realms, are either dead or too senile to be of any help. Apart from a few forgotten libraries and some songs in Ter Sami- an extinct generic language of supernatural beings- the Seven Sins remain mostly unknown.To give off the impression of immortality, the heir takes on their name upon ascending the throne. So if the heir of a Sin ascends the throne, his or her True Soul merges with the Sin’s true essence and becomes the Sin itself. Tha
It started with little acts of clinginess, performed in such an endearing manner that the greatest of critics would find no faults with it. Everyone gushed about the cuteness overload from the ‘best eye candies of all time.’ Who didn’t want a partner that was considerate enough to align their schedule to fit yours?Lascivus, the ever-elusive billionaire cum playboy- only through this identity could he afford to disappear and reappear at will- took his ‘sweetheart’ to places she’d otherwise only visit in her dreams. The details of such private rendezvous were always kept under wraps, with only a few pictures to suffice. Still, anyone with working eyes and a functional brain could put two and two together- people don’t just glow without due cause.People who thought that Melanie Spears couldn’t get any more beautiful than she was were shocked at her appearance barely three months into her relationship with Lascivus. Brittan
Melanie lost count of how many times they did it that night. Lust was literally unstoppable. He seemed to be making up for all the times they were not together, and as he explored every part of her body again, she could only be grateful that he was all hers, or so she thought. Perhaps, if she had not been so overwhelmed by feelings of relief, desperation, pleasure and ecstasy, she would have heard him murmur his deceased soulmate’s name over and over again.She woke up the next morning to an empty bed, but she did not feel so disheartened. The effects of the previous night had not cleared off, and she laid in bed, content. If she died at that time, it would be with a smile on her face. After so long, she felt like a woman again. She felt whole.Even when Lascivus returned to see her still sprawled on the bed, with bodily fluids sticking to her skin like glue, she made no move to greet him.He ignored her at first, disgusted by her shameless act. She did no