Animal Patronus Novels & Stories

The girl turned to face Giselle who gulped at the sight of her. "Hello, Giselle. Are you going somewhere?" The girl smiled and took steps closer to Gisele. "Deandra!" Giselle could feel the power of the patron as it held her rooted to the spot. "Who is she?" Lorraine butted in, asking Giselle for the identity of this strange girl. Her body could sense the intense power that radiated from this young girl, telling her that this was a powerful creature in front of them. And if Lorraine could fathom a guess, this would be a Patron.

He spoke. She rolled her eyes. "I know you have gone rough, become a rebel," she waved her hands as if dismissing him," but you do trust magical beasts, don’t you? Do you know they can sense their master's enemies? Don't you want to ask me how I found the princess?" He narrowed his eyes," what beast?" "The Phoenix, of course, Agni is the pet of Toshani, she brought me here." Shrushaw raised an eyebrow. True to her words the Phoenix was sitting near Toshani's head and kind of stroking her face with its wings.

His lightened mood had darkened further. “This spell she cast. Tell me about it.” Phoenix said. He held tightly to Rowena’s hand. A thought burst through my mental blocks and landed in the forefront of my mind. Was Phoenix in love with her? The question was a shock to me. It made me realize what I was most afraid of at the moment. Rowena was beautiful. I immediately felt guilty for my jealousy. She might never wake up. “We can use nature magic adeptly enough. It’s a magic that permeates our surroundings. I communicate with Kerrigan all the time. He is my spirit animal and hence what happens is a form of nature magic. The main principle behind it is life force.” Oisin said.

Did he want a fragile little doll like her to become his weakness for everyone to see? But as Sora stood on the side and watched the child grow, slowly, he started to understand why. Sora shook his head. On his left hand, a black smoke appeared. He pointed at the floor beside the bed and the black smoked darted until it formed into a shape of a puppy. The puppy that he had created was like any other dog. The difference was that this puppy would suddenly go feral when Minerva was in danger. He knew that the little girl wanted to play with him, but as she knew that he was a higher being and a personal appointed guard by her father, she had a bit of reservation about him.

I needed to get to my duty post in a few minutes. "You're such a firecracker, I think it's sexy." A male voice commented from the entrance of the classroom. "And who might you be?" I frowned. First expressions matter Atti. "Hi I'm Casper." He extended a hand. "Attracta." I took the hand with the smallest smile I could muster. "Beautiful Attracta, the senior prefect female, has a thing with the senior prefect male and tickles the fancy of his assistant much to the distaste of his girlfriend and is bff's with the social prefect." He stated with a smug smile plastered across his face.

Sorcerer was right behind me running with me. As she saw us running through the bridge, she pointed her two arms at us casting the spell, "EXPECTO-PATRONUM!". Then a wide range of wind started to chase ur through the bridge. It was pretty faster than we were. It almost reach the sorcerer but he pointed his stalf at the wind and casted the spell, "ANAPNEO!!". suddenly another wind arose right under the bridge and collapse with the one behind us. We made it out of the bridge then looked back, and we saw the witch to be very angry. She couldn't pass through the bridge because those strong winds have damaged it.

Lucas teased, grinning at Raphael. "This is Scuttlebutt, my loyal familiar," I said, beaming with pride as I scratched behind Scuttle's ears. "And that's Jinks, Lucas's faithful familiar." Raphael's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "Familiars, you say? I'm not familiar with the concept." I chuckled at the pun, launching into an explanation. "Familiars are supernatural beings with the ability to shapeshift. They're powerful, and magical, and serve as our protectors and guides. They amplify our abilities and assist us in mastering our craft." Raphael's eyes widened, intrigued. "Fascinating! I think I might need a familiar of my own. Where do I sign up?"

The children in the line gasps, and the chest snaps open. In the chest on a velvet pillow lies a sharp sapphire, and the Headmistress announces. "A sapphire. Apt for a telekinetic." The witches gathered burst into a cheer and clap loudly as the little girl grins, clutching the sapphire. "She'll get that in the necklace form before she starts class," Leita states. "Her aspect belongs to the paranormal category like Matron Aldar's does." “This all looks very Harry Potter-esque.” I muse. Ophelia hears this and shoots me a dirty look. “Do not speak the name of that book in my presence, I beg you.”

“Take those screaming pups to my mate maybe he could get them to shut up. I swear if it weren’t for their power and being my mates grand pups, I would have already gotten rid of them. But I will deal with the whinny brats if it will keep my mate happy. Antoni’s POV: Damn it where the hell are we. I have been free to roam around this godforsaken castle, but she must have some kind of spell on castle and the grounds whenever I venture out into the woods I always end up back on the castle grounds. I can’t get any of her servants to speak to me or tell me anything about the castle or the grounds they are all living in fear afraid to utter any other word but yes master. Pacing the living room fl

A pair of leather shoes, long legs of black pants, and a black shirt…my gaze moved further to rest on pink lips left out under the black mask he wore. Who exactly was he? His rare gold colored eyes pierced through my being, and in that moment it felt as though I was bare. My nipples stirred under my wet dress, making things even worse than they already were. “Prince Darion,” The attendants chorused, their heads dropping, unable to look at the man as though he was a plague. Or perhaps someone of high status –pretty evident from his temperament. I clenched my jaw hard, feeling the swell on my cheeks. It still hurt from last night…if not even worse.