Cedrella Weasley Novels & Stories

"Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you?... Next time there's a ball ask me before someone else does and not as a last resort" — Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "Mey!" Relief washed over Jess's face. "Where were you? We've been looking for you." She stole one curious glance at Ty. "And why are you with Ty?"

“It’s ok, Cynthia. This is Queen Eldora of the fairies, and Evelyn, the high priestess of the east coven witches. They are here to help and both sworn their allegiance with me.” “But they are not werewolves. They won’t be truly faithful.” Cynthia looked at me like I was crazy and not understanding anything outside our pack. Like me, she was raised within our walls and learned little of what other creatures existed beside werewolves. “Sasha is a true Luna. That is like a Queen to all. Now enough of this foolishness and open the cell. Strong magic is seeping out of your veins and I want a taste.” Eldora ordered my guard again with a look of excitement in her eyes. I didn’t know what she meant

“Now, now. Don’t worry about your father, he’s perfectly fine. Your grandmother’s barred him from entering the house, it seems.” “It’ll wear off in time.” Cordelia added, gathering the small stack of spell books in her arms before pausing at the stairs. There was a glimmer of light in her eyes that felt familiar yet foreign at the same time. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Lola.” Without so much as a nod in Rowena’s direction, she went upstairs and slipped into her bedroom.

Arlo’s been worried about her and I was supposed to talk to her, but in all the craziness of the last few days I’ve forgotten all about it. Cerelia nods, “She’d know more than either of us.” I consider it, turning the idea over in my mind. “She’s not a witch,” I say slowly, “She’s a mage, like you.” Cerelia shrugs, “She still might know more than we do.” I drag a hand through my hair. “I guess I’ll be paying her a visit soon.” Cerelia hums, watching me for a moment before pushing to her feet. “Let me know what you find out. I better get back to our pack. I’m really glad you’re not hurt.”

I just hoped she was ok. The trees cleared up and there it was, the large castle of the coven elders... That was her second spell, a locator on Delsanra. Luckily, we had been able to find a hair of hers from her hairbrush and that was what she had used in the spell. Luckily again, Delsanra had the crystals we needed for the spell.

Her head looked around the encampment, the purple smoke covering her entire body until a small woman tripped into the snow, falling to her knees. “I can’t get rid of this.” Sadie’s hand had touched Creed’s arm, trying to access his damage. I can’t heal magic, only wounds.” Amora cursed under her breath, but Creed took no mind to either of them. He stepped away, walking to the girl with dark curled hair, braids on either side of her head, decorated with beads and metal clippings. He had seen his mother wear the same hairstyle so long ago.

Kyra inquired casually. One of the witches sneered at Kyra. She started chanting a spell, but Kyra chuckled and slightly lifted her shirt to reveal the charm which Kaiser gave her so many months ago. The witches gasped at the sight of the charm. Even Dale and the rogues looked at the charm with intrest. Creed looked at it with surprise. He is the closest to her, so he got a good look at the charm which not everyone can get their hands on.

"You mean you can really help me?" "I can," I said firmly. Bainer hesitated, glancing between me and Blooby, then back at me. Her shoulders slumped as she let out a shaky breath. "I trust you." :~*~: Naila’s voice stirred in my mind. ‘I know a spell that can help her. I found it while reading Celene’s books.’ ‘Celene had dark magic spells in her collection?’ I asked, surprised. ‘She had everything,’ Naila replied. ‘She may have been a weak spell mage, but she studied spells like her life depended on it.’

Theodore walked out of the room, and Wylder followed him instead of forcing Circe to open her mouth. Use a shield," Theodore said while dialing someone’s number. Wylder did the same so that no one could listen to their conversation. "Steve Weasley," The person on the other side spoke after receiving the call. "Use your King’s power and resources because right now you need to bring a witch named Endora out of the Coven of Silver Flame. I’m afraid that her life is at stake." "I need more details about her," Theodore handed over the phone to Wylder so that he could give more details to Endora: "She is one of the women whom I had brought from the Omega auction. I didn’t know she was a witch then

B E I N G P R I M E She gave in to them. To him. 2·1 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ She wouldn't succumb. One thing Eiling Weasley knew was that life loved to throw lemons at her. She'd received her first lemon when her parents died, then when her family rejected her. Now, life was going to throw another. In the form of the most popular group at her school: The Prime Empire.