บททั้งหมดของ A Kissing Spell: บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 160

I looked at the black cloud of ravens circling around the ceiling, and smiled at them. They had already done enough."Thank you. You can go," I whispered, admiring my army.The birds flew out of the window frames. The wind blew strongly. The pressure it made should have been hard to breathe, yet it didn't bother me at all. I stood still while Jason and his father were bending down, even though the birds had already flown away."What did you do?! Answer me!" Jason yelled while trying to stand up straight.I smirked, looking into his eyes. A second later, one of Brent Donell's men burst into the room."It's Wesley Adair, Sir…" he said when he entered, then he raised his eyes and froze.As soon as he saw the completely shattered windows, his boss bending down, and me, standing gloriously in the middle of the room, he became pale."M-master?" he muttered hesitantly.Brent Donell clenched his teeth in rage. Then he straighten

Sister wearing a long, purple gown looked slightly as if she had run out of the costume party. I kept wondering whether she would feel strange stepping into the outside world after centuries of being imprisoned. Although she claimed that she had been familiar with the progress and development that the world had made all those years, it must have been different looking at it with her own eyes. If I were her, I would have been fascinated and scared, yet she seemed to be more concerned with Samil than with her new surroundings.I kept telling myself that it might have been because Samil was one of the Bordas, and she claimed that she hated their family, but it wasn't hatred that I had seen on her face. It was rather… longing. The more I caught her glimpsing at him, the more I found it annoying. I even started to regret that I took her to the hospital with me. Perhaps I should have asked someone to drive Sister to my apartment first. Of course, I also knew that I would hav

I was exhausted from too much thinking. I was anxious, but I had to pretend that everything was all right in front of Sister. I didn't want her to jeopardize our alliance right before that big fight. It was something I couldn't afford. I wished Sister goodnight while wearing a perfect smile. I saw her casually lying in bed and closing her eyes. I wished I could fall asleep as peaceful as she did.I tossed and turned in bed, hearing my pounding heart. I was terrified. If Sister's magic wasn't effected by the power of the seal, it could mean that her abilities were far beyond mine. It could mean that Sister's magic was great enough to defeat the demonic power within the seal, and as far as I was concerned, no witch had ever done it. How could I consider myself as a witch from the prophecy then?I wasn't that arrogant to think of myself as the most powerful witch in the world. I had never craved for power. I just wanted to feel confident about winning, and now I was becom

There was a road outside the forest. It led straight to the witches' castle. It looked like a fortress. It had high stone walls around it, and an enormous iron gate at the front. Samil walked at the front. Sister and I were right behind him, and the rest of the soldiers marched in formation, moving towards the gate while constantly fighting off the witches. Finally, we forced the witches to run back to their castle. They ran to the gates, banging on them and desperately crying to those in charge to open the entrance. Yet Mahala and the rest of the witches in charge were deaf to their pleading voices. They would rather let them die at those gates than open them. I gave Sister a signal, nodding my head, and we hit those witches with our magic, making them fall into a coma."Chris, get the explosive to blast those gates," Samil ordered."Understood," Chris replied, then abruptly turned around to get the bombs ready."Wait!" I called out, "There's no need for that.

For a few seconds, I was unable to open my eyes. I heard a continuous, high-pitched sound in my ears. It covered all the other sounds I could hear, and disturbed my focus. Finally, I forced my eyelids to open. My vision was slowly coming back… I was lying on the floor in the middle of the witches' courtroom, trying to comprehend what had just happened. I nervously lifted my upped body to sit and look around. When I did, I gulped. All the witches from the group of the eldest were dead. Their bodies were lying motionless on the ground. Some were covered in blood, some looked like they were electrocuted. It was a massacre, and I was sitting in the middle of it… Suddenly, I saw Ezzura nonchalantly walking around the hall, gloating over the victory. I flinched, then I clenched my teeth. My previous visions, Immara's memories, the feeling of betrayal, they all came back and filled every inch of my body. I instantly raised my hands in order to attack her, but… nothi