Chica's Magic Rainbow Novels & Stories

Raina saw the anger and determination brimming her eyes just like her fresh tears. "It's starting," Jacqueline finally broke out her stupor. Her voice -- a double-edged sword. Raina nodded in agreement. "Kian just told me." She glanced down at herself. Her body was still glowing with the brilliance of the aura of the Chalice. It hadn't receded within her. It was almost like her body knew it was time and was preparing her for what was to come. Charlotte grimaced, her body shaking uncontrollably. Sweat dripped down her face as she wrapped an arm around her stomach. She shuddered, squeezing her eyes shut. Raina watched the reaction as the witch stumbled and Ariana immediately steadied her.

She throws her hands up in the air in annoyance. “Chaos, please, we mean you no harm. I’m one of Mia’s friends, please, beautiful girl. Give her control. No-one will ever hurt you again. I give you my word.” Chaos watches Gina as she approaches her with her hand stretched out in front of her. Chaos looks away as Gina places her hand on her head. She breathes a sigh of relief. “Mia said she does not know you, witch.” She can speak. I see Gina’s hand glow as she chants something under her breath with her eyes closed.

" I asked and she nodded. "I can't seem to remember, my memory is a bit hazy, and the more I try to remember, my head keeps on hurting," she said still holding her head Tanya said a spell and a rainbow appeared in the room. She then turned to Scarlet and smiled. " Do you remember this spell?" she asked her Scarlet stared at the rainbow, it doesn't seem that she liked it. " No" " We figured this out together, it was one of your favourite spells because you told me good people love rainbows"

They start off red, then gold, purple, green, blue, pink, orange, yellow. A rainbow forms in front of us. And I think about how dangerous this could be. It could also be helpful as well. A young woman steps out in the middle of the circle. She’s slim and graceful looking. Her hair is red and gold. Her eyes glow. Fire erupts beneath her feet, lifting her up into the air without burning her. It tosses her and she spins, doing a flip midair. The flames work with the young woman to perform acrobatic tricks for us as they tangle in the sky. It’s one of the most breathtaking things I’ve ever seen. I’m completely blown away by this special skill and extraordinary talent.

The girl is gorgeous until she sneers at me, her eyes looking me up and down. "Watch where you are going!" She shouts in the most dramatic way possible. "And what are you wearing? If you are a student, you need to wear the color of your house. Aren't you sorted yet?" "Sorted?" I ask. Two other girls are glaring at me from behind the blonde girl, clearly her little minions. They all wear the same blue cheerleading clothes, and blondie got pointy ears—definitely Fae. "At Magic Academy, there are four houses; each one represents an element—as you can see, we all belong in the house of water. It values beauty, but beauty doesn't seem important to you since you're wearing those clothes."

I say, pulling my magic into my hands. “My gift to you,” I say, sending new lights in the color of rainbows to each of them. Xander comes over, picking up the chair with me in it while the sprites thank me profusely as they leave, chittering about their new lights. “It doesn’t feel like it's enough, Xander. Seriously, this is the best chair I’ve ever sat in.” “Believe me love, they are thrilled. Next time we’re here, the rest of them will want to know what they can do to earn a rainbow light.”

He wanted his cousin. He slammed his palm onto Daryl’s chest, forcing his magic not into the Prisoner but into the thread of his bloodline. A desperate gamble. If their blood was truly rare enough to chain monsters, then maybe — just maybe — it could resist them too. For an instant, the silver dimmed. Daryl’s own voice broke through: “Killian— don’t— let go—” And then the Prisoner roared, using his body like a weapon, flinging Killian backward into the crypt wall hard enough to crack stone.

They stayed far enough away because they understood not to get caught in the crossfire. “Her shield is impenetrable. However, that is not the part of her magic that we will be using against Markov,” I said and had Beatrice come over. Beatrice used her magic to levitate a chair and threw it at Kenzie. Her magic wrapped around it, making it fall to the ground with a clang. Luckily it had not broken, or I would had felt bad about the demonstration. I was not sure how old everything was in the castle, but we had been hounded as children to not break anything.