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I for one could care less about who she slept with or did not sleep with, she was good enough to satisfy me and that was all I needed from her. Wendy definitely heard them groan at her arrival but she chose to ignore them like she always did and walked up to me instead. As a fully mature werewolf, she was about 5'5'' in height and had a short brunette hair with a fringe that stopped right on her eyebrows. She always wore make up that sometimes made her look like an emo. And her style of clothing was always too revealing or a skirt. A lot of people called her names related to prostitution and I have watched her hurt them equally because of the same reason. But considering I was above her in r

His great aunt Elrida approached him in shaky steps, her gaze focused hard on something behind him, he turned around to find out that her concentration was fixated on the carving on the wall, the very same he wanted to ask her about. "Do you know what that represents? People say you can see things beyond, just how much of it is true?" "So it means the great Lord of the seven seas wants my help after all, do you think that knowing what is to come will change the future?" she mused aloud. Allanon didn't think her last question was actually directed at him, the priestess appeared to be lost in her soul, she blinked and stared at him as though startled by his presence. "When did you come inside?

He asked through his iPad. "You are making expensive jokes Edward. And why would you even make jokes like that?". I asked while pouting my lips. "I'm serious Cecelia". Edward typed before pausing for a while. "The main reason why I'm unable to talk is because of a witch. My Ex-girlfriend is a witch and she was so nice. She had always proven to my parents that witches aren't as bad as they seem…… but not until the faithful day that she attacked me from her coven. I was kidnapped and was surrounded by witches. I had no other escape because I wasn't as cold and deadly back then. I was threatened and toured. They need me to sign a suicide note because witches are true-blooded-blooded

Karungkong. “No sir. It’s just my eyes are a little bit itchy today,” I said trying to sound sweet so I could continue presenting my fucking fucky research. I worked so hard on it so I went to the forest last night just for it. He just frowned but didn’t speak and let me speak. “The character of Edward Cullen, from the famous novel, twilight. He is a vampire who has moral and his bite is an erotic experience.” I pursed my lips. The image of oozing hot Edward Cullen make me wet. I swallowed hard then continue.

“A curse.” “Not one cast by magic alone,” the elder continued. “But by choice. Fear. Jealousy. A refusal to coexist.” Sera gestured, and the stone floor between them shimmered faintly. An image rose from the surface like light through water. Elise sucked in a sharp breath. She saw a young woman standing at the edge of a battlefield long past—golden-haired, proud, eyes burning with hatred as Moonbreathers fell around her. The resemblance was unmistakable.

he replied in a low tone with a sad expression on his face. Was he disappointed that I had chosen to sit opposite him? "I can tell that you are a powerful witch, which is amazing. But I am looking for a witch who resides here and can use black magic to resurrect the dead," he said seriously. "I am the one you are looking for," I answered simply. "No, I'm looking for an elderly witch who....," "Went crazy and killed her werewolf mate and children because she couldn't let go of her black magic practice? I am her. My name is Edith and I am a black magic practitioner also known as a sorceress," I answered, cutting him off.

My voice cracked on the words because I was certain that he did love me. Confusion marred her perfect features. “Is he sick?” Because truly, that would be the only other problem. “He's cursed.” I blurted out. “Cursed?” She sounded disbelieving. “Yes, cursed.” I spent the next few minutes explaining Brian's curse, his age, the death of his prior mates, and the future event of my possible death.

I turned to leave and then the sky suddenly turned black, I screamed and ran but a strong arm caught me, before j could make sense of what was happening I had lost consciousness. I woke up to discover I was being tied to a stake and my father head a torch in his hands. "How dare you?" He said spitefully. I was confused as I looked around but couldn't make sense of what was happening. The whole pack surrounded me and hauled stones and curses at me. "Let me go!" I yelled but no one listened. Suddenly, a Haggard woman appeared in front of me, her teeth were decayed and when she opened her mouth maggots flockes out of it. I almost puked in disgust and turned my face away but she forced me to loo

Vertimon asked. “I don’t know,” Idrissa shook his head as everyone watched them. The witches were still chanting their spell with their eyes closed since they don’t know who he would be killing next. Whereas, Edward and Hephzibah were still, their eyes pitch black. In Edward’s mind, he heard Hephzibah’s voice, “Look at what you are doing and how you would leave this world when you are done.” With that, a scene started playing in his mind. He was standing in the middle of what should have been a forest but was nothing but a pile of black ashes. He saw himself kneeling as the fire quenched and he was wailing uncontrollably.