บททั้งหมดของ Little Red Riding Witch: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

[Rosalynd] Slone is standing above us, or at least I think it is her. She looks nothing like herself. Where once she had gently waving brown hair, the straight white bob is unnaturally white, almost silver. Her skin glows like it has been freshly polished, perfectly tanned, and massaged with sweet almond oil. As the mist shrouding her body reforms into a chic black pantsuit, which she is wearing while topless, the front of the jacket reveals cleavage down to the belly button. On her feet are a pair of heels that would be impossible to run with, but something about how the lightning crackles at her fingertips tells me that she isn't going to do much running. We are.

[Axel] Someone is shaking me, but my eyes are not working. I cannot seem to get my eyelids to pull open no matter how I try. So instead of opening them, I try to wave my arms, but my arms are too heavy as well. I only know one thing that can weaken me to this degree. Wolfbane. Somebody dosed me with wolfsbane. But who? "I'm awake," I manage to croak. "I just can't move. Wolfsbane." "Grab his ankles," Gideon's voice commands as many hands lift my body. "What do you eat for breakfast?" Jasper's sarcastic voice is easy to recog

[Gideon] “All of us,” I indicate the four of us in this room. "Jasper can use his natural ability as an oracle to scry for her with our connection as to her as Rosalynd’s fated lovers to use as his compass." I pull a silk handkerchief out of my pocket, a piece of fabric I keep just in case I need to cast an impromptu spell. It is good to have a purified surface, and I cannot always depend on other spaces having this attribute. Placing it on Axel's well-polished coffee table I look up and ask, "Do you have a map of Northern California?" "I might," Axel stumbles to his feet on unstable legs. "My father is a traditionalist and prefers to travel using road maps. I keep some of his spares around in c

 [Axel]I know I shouldn’t take pleasure in watching Gideon squirm, but I can’t help it, it’s just too damn funny. He’s such a stuck-up sonofabitch all the time, so to see him twisting up his face in frustration while just this side of crazy all the while trying to convince a very large, very hairy man to do something for him…I just can’t think of anything more ridiculous than our current situation.Evander escorted us to Ukiah through the shadow roads. He’s currently in a chair napping it off, while the rest of us try to convince Gideon’s “brother” to help us. I cannot see the relationship between Barry and Gideon, although he insists they are related. Firstly, Gideon is an average height with blond hair and chocolate brown eyes, whereas Barry is 7’3” tall wi

[Rosalynd]As soon as my arms and legs were freed, I ran. Faster than I ever have, my legs leaping over logs, my arms scratched and bruised by branches and brambles. For the second time in a week, I have had my body scraped by the sidewalk and street and I can feel it in every part of me. It goes beyond simple bruises. It is a deep body ache, the kind that will require weeks of rest and sleep.Unfortunately, now is not the time for rest. I need to find safety. I need my family.“Let me take over, Rosie,” Willow insists, "Let me be your legs and hands. I can take the pain."“Will it hurt,” I