Dahlia Mystic Fantasy นิยาย & เรื่องราว

At the rate she was going, she would be lucky to make 4 months. Dalya was still sleeping, and Katalea didn’t want to wake her. Using a trick she had learned from Dakari she conjured a cattleya flower. This beautiful orchid is where her mother had picked her name. It looked so pretty lying by her new sister, Katalea conjured a dozen more and put them in a vase next to the bed. She made a mental note to call her mother and catch up, and left the room. She didn’t notice the tear slide down Dalya’s face.

Albert and Jasmine all followed previous guest and made their way to royal party which was held in big ball room of royal castle. After walking slowly for nearly a minute they all halted in front of gigantic big ballroom door. Tara, Albert and Jasmine all were mesmerized with the astonishing adornment, all were filled walls inside castle hand painting of all previous kings and their queens, even ever sing each and every single corner from wall to floor were decorated with bouquet and bouquets of Datura flower which is also known as a ‘Moonflower’, a big crystal chandelier in shape of moon with tiny white colored candles was hanging from roof while every size of half moon shape candles were l

Daisy said as she was trying to cheer up Dahlia who looked sad. Dahlia stared at the others after hearing what Daisy had said to her. She saw that Anya and Lucian were busy being clingy to themselves. And Diana and Jayden, they both look fierce to her, only someone in their right mind would want to mess with them. Plus, Dahlia also saw Damien, but to her, he was too mysterious that she wouldn't want to involve herself with him.

She was already asleep but with the spell, it made her sleep deeper, almost to the point one would wonder if the little girl was still breathing. "Sleep, little one," Dahlia hissed. "You have done so well." House after house, village after village, Dahlia visited and from each home, a child was taken and floated silently behind her, their bodies limp. By the time she was done visiting all four villages, she had gotten enough children for the night. Her dark laughter echoed through the forest as she headed back to her home. She didn't stop at her home but led the way to her secret ritual site which was deeper in the woods. A stone altar stood there, carved with dark symbols and around it blac

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have to give you such a challenge. Sorry if I made you angry." "You are completely innocent, Lily." "But I made you angry, didn't I, Chris?" Lilyana raised her eyes, now her hazel eyes met Chris's beautiful eyes. "I shouldn't have to give you a challenge like that so coincidence won't happen either. Diana will definitely approach you casually and everyone won't notice what's going on. They will be busy with their own games and won't know if someone is there who is inviting other people to get acquainted and the most important thing is that she won't reveal her feelings in front of many people."

When the last lock broke free, the weight of the magic inside spilled into the air like dust from a tomb. Mikan exhaled sharply. “That’s… Dawlya magic.” “Yes.” Morgan opened the book, careful with the fragile pages. “The oldest surviving Dawlya manuscript. Written before the Dawlya became an order. Before they even called themselves that.” Mikan frowned. “Before the civil split.” “Before everything,” Morgan whispered. He turned several pages until he reached a section inked in charred red. A symbol was drawn there of three interlocked triangles forming a circle. The same mark that appeared behind Avi’s Circle signature in the magical projection.

he said in worry. “Don’t remind me,” I groaned. “I can see that you’d give it all up for her though. We’re a hundred percent behind you,” he assured. “I’m going to need your support, so thanks,” I smiled. “Anytime man!” he replied before that smell of lavender and cherries wrapped my senses. I watched Dahlia come down the stairs with Angelina. She was dressed in yet another green dress that perfectly matched her eyes. “Hey,” she beamed when she saw me. I was more than happy when she came to hug me.

Then Jayden leaned in, whispering something that made her laugh, and that dark feeling returned, sharper this time. I tried to convince myself it was nothing, that I was just being protective and had it all under control. Then Mira pinned the final sketches onto the board and stepped back. One drawing captured my attention: a navy evening dress with elegant lines and a confident cut. It was stunning. Before I knew it, I had pulled my phone out, snapped a photo just one, without any sound or flash. I slipped the phone back into my pocket, my heart racing.

I said, and he smiled at me. “You’re ready,” he said, and I could feel its power in my veins. “Hylja sála. Envision it, see it, want it, be it, and you’ll get it right.” I closed my eyes again, and I saw the flames spread up my arms and envelope me. I felt the burn of magic on the inside and on the outside. “Hylja sála.” Kiran started laughing, and I opened my eyes. He was looking around the clearing, and I grinned.

"Gee, thanks. Let's go." She reluctantly stood and guided us, making old lady grumbling sounds. But I knew she loved bragging about her mountains. We walked through the meadow, passed a smaller Crystaline Lake, and came up to a lush mountain range. There were violet trees that lined the bottom. "Those are nightshade trees. Do not touch the leaves. They have a deadly neurotoxin that can cause paralysis and even death. Kyo here eats those leaves up like candy. Thus, the reason she's a nightshade dragon. Her flames have nightshade toxin. So, don't piss her off, only I can do that."