Novel & Cerita Dame Gothel

The empress’s gaze snapped to mine, cold and unyielding, her displeasure a storm contained only by decorum. “Damien deserves a perfect princess,” she murmured, her words a razor’s edge. “Someone like Rosana Drottghes. But fate, it seems, has been unkind to us.” A challenge. A dismissal. Elder Hedwig, ever my shield in this unwelcoming kingdom, lifted his chin. “Fate has spoken, Your Majesty. It is not ours to defy.” Silence fell once more, thick with unspoken tensions.

Behind het were other witches gat had come to say their condolence. “ Yes Dame Grace, losing a daughter and most especially by the people you love is not thing of joy, you can grieve as long as you want. “the first in Command of the Discroll army said. mark spoke. As he said this, Dame grace begins to smile sadly “also your highness, the search for high priestess of the last order was successful so we will find Elena and she will brought to face the music” The chief guard. “ the high priestess?!, But we did–“ one of the witches said in a high notes.

he explained, “He’s a friend of Sebastian and mine...” Speaking of Seb, Dorin looked at the doorway and saw the Silver Tongue watching them with Azra by his side. Johan finally calmed down and eased the blue flame away. Dorin stared at the molten rock that used to be part of his bedroom wall and floor. “I apologize for this.” Damien Wolfsbane bowed his head. “This is uncalled for, and unlikely behavior from someone such as yourself, Ombra.” Just then, another person dropped from the window, this time, a very beautiful lady in flowing white robes. Her long silky white hair had a bluish tint in it and partly hid four velvety horns that slightly branched out into forks.

The anger no longer ruling my head and heart. “I don’t think I can.” I sob out as she strokes my hair like I’m a child. “I know you can. Who are you? You’re Gaia Williams, the Goddess of Hell. You deserve to be happy. Gaia, listen to me. Calista loves you and your other mates will, too. They will be able to find you now and when they do.” I look up at her when she smiles at me with a sinister grin. “Give them hell. Well, within reason, that is. Now come on. You need to go back.” Lycaon pulls me to my feet and I help Selene stand.

She clapped her hands as if she was pleased, "His grandfather really has eyes." My cheeks heated when I understood what she meant. "I'm Yekatherina, but you can call me Yeka. It's nice to finally have another female apart from Anya," she said and held out her hand. "Rosaline, but you can call me Rose," I shook it. "That's great. I'm Alexei's close friend and his assassin," she said with pride. She was beautiful with her straight blonde hair and bottle green eyes. She was slim and tall, taller than me.

Back then, he had promised to protect me for a lifetime. Werewolves never lie. Every oath they take is witnessed by the Moon Goddess. Now, he walked beside me, shielding me carefully from the crowd, ensuring that no one brushed against me. He had kept his childhood promise. "Elena!" A familiar voice rang out behind me. Instinctively, I turned around. And saw someone who shouldn't be here. Nigel. He was crippled. He looked like a pitiful beggar. His eyes lit up when he saw me, and he stepped forward eagerly, as if hoping for a reunion. But before he could get close, a passing guard intercepted him and led him away.

Damon and I looked to the corner in a unison, but we saw no one, “There is no one there Elder Lilith,” Young Damon said. “Are you sure about that?” a sweet and calming voice asked. In the corner, stood a lady with shoulder-length brown hair, a crescent moon marking on her arm, giving off a bright purple radiant glint. I was speechless, I didn't even blink, I just stared at her, “Damon Taylor, come with me,” Damon went with into another room. And I sat there waiting for him. Who was this woman?

Keiran said before tossing a golden coin into the falling water. “We don’t have much time.” he added and the magical door opened before our eyes. “You mean, he is not here for us? Not for Amara?” Prince Conrad wanted to clarify his thoughts. “The Goblin went here to avenge. Marchans from history helped the three famous witches of Calla from locking him in his sleep centuries ago. He will never leave us alone not until our kind totally vanishes from this world.” Keiran narrated.