Blair Witch Backstory の小説・ストーリー

She knew that was Glynis’s chore, and she could well imagine the spiteful blonde pouring a full chamber pot upon her. She couldn’t be certain, but she thought the small blue dragon that had attacked her as she emerged from the water was Glynis. After all, Dolag had commented on her uncommon ability to shift, and Brenna had learned enough during her stay with the Balfour people to know that mostly the males were born as shifters, while the women tended to inherit other types of magic, or remained without magic.

I blurted out. "Paisley, I put a spell on the coven, but I can't undo it for safety reasons. If you or your mother can find the coven, it's possible to stir things up in our current lives. I made the spell after Blair killed her son Luca. Witch deaths are not the same as werewolves or humans. We still have powers beyond the grave, and there is a possibility Blair could make her way back into this world." Sukie explained with a warning.

But Chase's elbow dug into my ribcage as he moved away settling on the couch first, then Courtney was next. I sat next to Clover and chose not to focus on the images pasted to the wall. They were certainly for love spells. This woman before us cast spells. "Xairz is believed to have no weakness. She is a Bluhdal coven witch and these witches are known for their ruthlessness." "She is fighting alongside the Outlanders." I informed not seeing the need to prolong this any further, "We have a plan, nothing concrete yet but we need your help on ideas on how to bring Xairz down."

He mumbled with indecisive emotions. Mother Wakilimati nodded in affirmative, "Yes a witch, meet her and she will help you because a great war is coming your way. That is all I can say to you, there is no other one to help you apart from her" she stated stiffly, slowly she stood up, the stick in her hand for support. A gentle breeze came into the room through the small window beside them, adding more sensation into Robert who stood up facing the old woman. "But how can I find this witch?" He inquired with a confused expression.

Reyan spoke when it was just him and Hierro were left after Iero went to call Sykh, Aria, Yuria, and Laila to have a meeting even at this hour just so Hierro could tell everyone the hidden truth of the past which he found out in the moon goddess’ temple. “Yes. The witch is actually also from another world.” Hierro nodded in affirmation. Just like him and Blue. Thinking this, he can’t help but recall what happened to Blue’s world which is somewhat similar to what happened to the witch. Blue’s world was also destroyed, and Blue, along with his parents were also chased to be killed. The only difference of Blue’s experience from the witch’s experience is that Blue and his parents were not sacrif

"The witch made me do it. She cut him short. I would have left him, but my father warned that he never wants to see me with you. He reminded me that you have seen your mate and you are with her already, with kids, there is no space for me in your life. All I needed was to make a space for myself. The witch told me, she didn't want him, that she has a lover, whom she will go back to, as soon as Jayden returns from mountain cave, I even saw her lover, so I foolishly believed her. She told me I have a chance with Jayden, only if Blair, was dead, she convinced me to kill Blair, which I accepted to do. She brought the portion, and I poisoned her drink, and that was how it happened. I am so sorry,

She comforted me by telling me stories of my Aunt Violet and some of Lucien from when he was small. Lucien stubborn as ever refused to leave my site and Helga had to stomp her foot at him before he would even go sit outside. I had been scared about the pain but my crystals that Helga demanded I keep with me seemed to absorb the pain taking the brunt of it for me. Still, my mind ran wild with what if’s. Helga assured me she had seen it all saying that she had learned from the best. The best being Aunt Violet. Hunter Reid Blackwood was born as foretold during the full moon. As his cry echoed out through the raised windows the entire pack bowed down wherever they may be to show their respect. A

I walked away, defeated. I asked a couple of traders, but none of them had seen her. My hope had gotten thinner. I found a lot of flyers on the wooden post; pictures of wanted people from stealing, murders, rapist, and lost and found children. I pulled one black and white flyer with a picture of a woman that looked very familiar. My pulse raced as I took a closer look at the picture. WANTED ALIVE Name: Blue Iris Clayton Age: 24 years old Hair color: Natural blonde

I slammed him against the wall as he laughs at me darkly. "Careful boy, it doesn't matter if you kill me. Her fate has already been sealed the moment you put that ring onto her finger." "What the fuck are you talking about you bastard?!" He just gave me an evil smirk as the door opens to reveal the pack witch Blair. She's about 5"6", slim with raven black hair, dark eyes, and very pale skin. She walked into my office without making ant eye contact with me. "Why don't you explain things to my dumbass son?"

Hecate says to her, taking Willow by surprise. "My mom? I guess you would know her since you would know all of your children." "I know of her and her bloodline from before up to now." Hecate raised her hands, a black fog morphing into an bust like image of Willow, but older and slightly sharper features. "You may be the first half-Witch of your bloodline, but you come from a line of powerful Witches. You, are the daughter of the Witch that slain Karmina to begin with." Hecate made the black mist disappear. Willow felt her legs buckle as she dropped to her knees, staring at the ground as the news settled in.