Novel & Cerita Cecilion And Carmilla

Death draws me towards it like we have been attached with an unbreakable string. Maybe it's just a superpower in which I get the last chance to save the person in front of me or maybe it’s a curse. Particularly a Crimson curse, as I like to call it. Through the years the number of deaths I have seen is greater than my age. You would think that death doesn't affect me anymore. You are right to think that because that is what I had thought until 5 days ago.

How could she stand another woman in her way of happiness? Why? Cecilia knew why many would not agree with her way of thinking. But opinion went both ways. Cecilia would always expect that with only her golden finger, she could succeed in this world. That was what it should be. She didn't need to be good and knew that everyone was not purely good, just like her. Celine Diamond was a bitch who stole someone else's fiance, and Cynthia Delaroche was a racist who discriminated against Vampires. Like her, Celine Diamond used her Sorcery and her Saintess power to attract Ezekiel's attention.

“Oh… I wasn’t expecting you to say that but very well then, let’s get to business. She sat on the chair in the midst of other chairs and shut her eyes for a couple of minutes, a wolf wind blew quickly from the open door and shut it tight, Carmella fidget almost jumping out of her chair, Azora was humming strange words, she slowly opened her eyes and it was all white, Carmella almost screamed but she was fast enough to control her self, she used her palm to cover her mouth and shut her eyes tight in fear. By the time she opened her eyes, the once beautiful room was looking like an evil shrine with fire burning at the middle of it with woods supporting the fire to keep burning. Carmella fell o

Amaris took Amethyst hand as she took Dailon's hand. Once everyone was holding a hand, Dailon spoke up. "What now?" "We summon our libraries, close your eyes and think about it, once you've got the imagine whisper Cicilune cumoratus apperiaous, it's Pnevum my ancient language, it's quite handy for summoning a lot of things," Marcella told them. They all closed their eyes thinking about their secret libraries, "Cicilune cumoratus apperiaous." They all whispered at the same time, gasps of shocked escaped them as they felt a whip of dark magic coming from Adrian.

Everyone knows Cecilia has a big crush on Isaac and from what Chris knew; Isaac has little to no feelings for her. 'And yet, they call me a 'monster' when it comes to rejection of small tit girls. It's not my fault I have a big boobs fetish.' He sulkily pouted mentally. Cecilia Cooper was tall, standing at 5'4 and she had a nice curvy body. Her blonde hair was long and it went past her slightly muscled shoulders. As for her eyes, they were a beautiful pair of chocolate brown eyes. Similarly to Isaac, Cecilia was a mixed hybrid as well. Due to her both mothers being the light-seed Delta were-rabbit and middle-seed Gamma were-fox, she was born as the light-seed Gamma were-rabbit hybrid.

Carmella (When the demon comes knocking ) Horror, obsessed, supernatural and paranormal By favy18 Three days later Episode 11 "Are you ready? "She asked and I smirked "Ready!!! " "Zo fa Lita nayerza kilati!" She recited repeatedly until I felt my soul been sucked into something that felt like a tube I close my eyes due to the brightness I tried opening my eyes to adjust to the light..... I was standing in a battlefield with so many people fighting, more like strange creatures

Celine was stunned by the horror of what she saw in front of her, feeling a dark presence approaching, with a dark soul, an evil presence surrounded by a dark black aura, causing the hairs of her body to rise up with violent shudders. The crowds turned away from him, making way for him to cross between them, lowering their heads in fear and dread. She stared at him in astonishment, a tall man, with dark hair and brown skin, bright emerald eyes, dressed as black as his heart and soul. She gasped and spontaneously retreated, trying to find an escape in front of him, and a lake surrounded her. He was a man, not a siren, and according to what she saw in front of her, he seemed to have the upper

But Dorrien and Romaine were so astonished that they could not even yield a step forward. She watched Cyrill sprinted to the top of the stairs and heard Rozelyn’s muffled scream and cry. Dorrien was about to follow but she halted him. “No. Let them be.” His face was unbelievable.. “You’re gonna get them killed!” “Rozelyn is a Thaumaturge vampire and Cyrill is a Pasiphae werewolf. They both will live to whatever quarrel was between them.” Dorrien managed to let go from her grip. “That’s exactly the point. They are both immortal creatures and that’s gonna get them killed.”