Charmed Belthazor Novels & Stories

They were etched with ancient, protective Zhilerian roots and filled with a mixture of salt, silver, and dried mountain ash. “These will not stop the Vhalir,” she warned, handing one to each of them. “But they will act as a veil. They will make you harder to see in the dark, and they will buffer the pressure of the Zhil-vae when it tries to crush your minds.” Noah took the charm, feeling a sudden, cool sensation spread through his hand. The voices that had been whispering in the back of his mind felt muffled, as if a thick curtain had been drawn over them.

several warriors shout, rushing forward to pin Charis's arms back. "This is the final straw, Charis," I say an hour later, sliding a small wooden token across my desk inside the alpha's inner den. "Your beast had a violent fight with our border trade partners right after that kitchen disaster. Take this token and visit the grand mind shaman across the river." "Do your eyes believe my wolf is completely crazy, Logan?" Charis asks, her tears soaking through her leather mask as her hands shake on the wood. "My heart knew this watch would arrive when your beast would cast my frame out of Pierce Holdings!"

“Hey Kitty, what’s going on that got everyone going crazy?” “You didn’t hear? The owner Legion Baphomet is going to be here tonight with his close friend Leviathan Demogorgon the CEO of Demogorgon Corporation. Dani needs to pick two girls that will be working in the club to take care of them both, and of course he’ll pick me to be one to take care of them.” “What makes you think he’ll chose you over me?” “Well Duchess, I am one of Dani’s favorite girl here and of course Cherry as well.”

“That was quite unfortunate. Who was the shaman who cursed you?” “Thanos, the shaman of the dragon king Gavriil of Mount Aramaic, Greece.” A gasp of horror left her mouth. I looked at her hopefully. Did she know him? “Do you know him? Please, can you help me get rid of this curse? I love Hazel too much to live without her. Even she loves me unconditionally, Ms. Payne. The rejection hasn’t severed the mate bond between us. I know she’s suffering as much as I am. Please, can you help us? My repeated rejection is destroying her and I can’t hurt her anymore.”

And his hair that glowed blonde even under the white light. My core shook and I knew who exactly I was seeing . Meet the devil himself…. Za de Valeria Or as the name I know him to as.. Zadok Bells…

at same time I heard a faint grunting, from corner of my eyes I saw Torri grunting in anger while her eyes looked murderous for King of Thezmaer…. “King Verdell” Chief Commander Balthazaar said and bowed to him. King Verdell wasn’t wearing any mask, his face was visible, I was able to see his hideous smile as he stood in front of me and openly ogled me from head to toe… I quickly brought my two hands up and tried to cover my visible body curves with them… “I apploagize my king, for making you wait…. this bitch was little hard to handle” Chief Commander Balthazaar further added..

I chuckled at my own joke. He quickly opened the door and pulled me in. "Well, now that you're here, no need for masturbation anymore." I pushed the shopping bag into his chest. "I got you clothes. Now put them on before I report you for sexual harassment, chipmunk fucker." He smirked and grabbed the bag. "Spicy Gi is back. I like it." He quickly pulled out the shorts and slid them up his legs. Then he pulled out the t-shirt and held it away from him to look at it. "You got me a shirt that says, 'I don't need therapy. I just need to get F#ed in public by thirteen werewolves?'"

Some heartfelt, some performative. Damian’s best friend Chris cracked a few jokes about Damian’s culinary obsession and called me “the girl who finally made him set down the knives long enough to fall in love.” I laughed. as if Damien ever had being a chef Then Morgan stood. Her glass of white wine shimmered like ice in her hand. “Some say Blackstone are cursed when it comes to love.” Laughter—tight, forced. She continued, “But tonight, I’m choosing to believe that we are not doomed by blood or legacy. We are redeemed by choice.”

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

Zerach had summoned them with a single word through the echoing halls. They flooded the chamber, torches blazing, their eyes wide as they took in the scene—Fatima, alive and snarling like a demon, Rosa trembling, Daphne bleeding. “Behold,” Daphne said, her voice ringing through the hall, “the ghost who poisoned our kingdom.” Fatima shrieked, turning her fury on the crowd, but before she could summon her magic again, Zerach’s hand came down—his sword glowing with white flame as he struck the floor. A shockwave tore through the room, snuffing out Fatima’s spell.