Agartha Book Novels & Stories

Instead of helping him with his opponent, I attack the small blue dragon waiting to take him by surprise. I launch myself into the air with my jaw wide. Biting through Dagahra's neck was a piece of cake, and I don't imagine killing this underlying will be any different. I clamp down on his long neck, and without even applying full pressure, I bite threw his spine and land on my paws. His body slumps to the ground, and I spin around to find the other two I smelled trying to escape. Garrett has won his battle but has allowed his grief to overtake him. His fangs and claws are still too busy tearing about his opponent's corpse to pay attention to other enemies.

Cora said with open envy. “It is not a common occurrence,” Bess admitted. “I happened upon him during a time of weakness. He had just finished turning Arthur. He justified it by reminding himself that Arthur was on the path to death, but it still troubled him.” “As I recall, Arthur did not seem to mind,” Cora mused. Bess shrugged. “He also did not last long.” “That was not because he was vampire,” Cora argued. “That was because he was killed in war by those evil bastards. It could have just as easily been any of them.”

She sealed her pain with her magic. Agatha tilted her head to the side as she wanted to see how long Elva was going to evade the inevitable pain of fire that she planted in her heart. Elva spat out angrily. She summoned out another shield. Agatha without moving, made her swirls of magic attack Elva. CREAKKKKK! Elva’s shield cracked. “What? What the hell!” gasped Elva. Agatha’s hand gripped and her magic shattered through Elva’s purple shield. “CHASE!”

Anna placed her hand on Anita's shoulder. "Let's go, Anna. I'll fix her problem." Gaia said. "Wait." Anita looked up and picked a book from the stack on the floor. "Book One. You'll know it's real." Anna stared at the book in her hand, with hard aesthetic cover, 'Who are they?' The title sparkled in pure gold as she stared at it. "I..." "Let's go. We wouldn't want Lord Xandros to find you here." Gaia said and she nodded her head, following him immediately.

It was then that she spotted the ancient spell book her grandmother gifted her on her fifteenth birthday and hope sprung forth. “I can think of only one thing to do to keep ye from his grasp and, possibly, reverse -or at least lessen- the bloodlust ye have,” Agatha said with an anxious tone. “I recall seeing something in this book my grandmother gifted to me. She was a powerful witch.” “Please hurry,” Kira struggled to say in a voice that echoed with a male tone. Agatha grabbed the spell book and quickly flipped through the pages while she warily moved away from her friend whose emerald green eyes were displaying flecks of dancing red light.

But he also witnessed Agatha's growing unease, her fear for their future, and her ultimate decision to erase his memory and send their daughter away. Arthur's heart ached as he watched Agatha's tears fall, her voice whispering apologies and promises. He saw himself, confused and heartbroken, as Agatha vanished from his life. The memories came flooding back, and Arthur felt the weight of his forgotten past. Nyaminyami's voice echoed in his mind, "Remember, great warrior, the truth is yours to share with your granddaughter."

Agatha got up, then bowed her head, and hurriedly left Elena's room. Agatha took a deep breath. Last night, Elena asked her for biscuits and a glass of milk for breakfast this morning. But now, she rejected it and said didn't want sweets for her breakfast. “Hah … it's okay Agatha, it's okay.” Agatha tried to calm herself and not get emotional. Agatha Candice, better known as Agatha, was an omega werewolf from Moon Stone Pack, working as a slave in Raymond's house, an alpha and Elena's father. She has a pretty face that was quite similar to Elena that made her a target of bullying by that girl.

But the book remained silent, its secrets veiled behind the mystical glow of its pages. Aunt Agatha's comforting hand on my shoulder brought me back to reality, her eyes filled with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. "This, my dear, is the Book of Shadows, an old friend of mine," she explained, her voice hushed with reverence. As I gazed upon the illuminated pages before me, I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and wonder. What secrets lay hidden within the ancient text? What knowledge had been passed down through generations, waiting to be discovered by eager hands?

Alpha Ammon was only interested in the current state of the magic book which we believe Mr Smith stole from us, although he was yet to declare officially that he stole it. Mr Smith looked up at the Alpha. "I just told you Sir, that have not sold any of the books. Magaritha rejected them right away. She told me the books I have brought to sell to her, were nothing but useless! According to her, the knowledge in the books was all about basic magic and as such, she doesn't practice because she was above that level. Having heard what Magaritha said, I had no option but to return them to my house." "The magic book! Remember you have not said anything thing about it? Where is the magic book, Man!"

Don't just skip this book again; add to library. Enjoy! Your loving author; Natasha Gwen