Double Iris Magician 소설 & 이야기

If I could stop Iris, I could break the spell and free them from her grip. But as I rounded a corner, I froze. The sight before me was enough to make my blood run cold. Maxine and Marcus stood at the center of the room, their bodies rigid, their eyes glazed over with the unmistakable signs of a spell. Iris had done it. She had bound them to her will, turning them into her puppets, forcing them to fight for her. I could see the faintest flicker of resistance in their eyes, but it was quickly swallowed by the dark magic that held them captive.

‘I told you there is a proper way to deal with it, haven’t I?’ Iris was afloat. She knows because she has been looking for a concrete surface below her feet but she couldn’t feel anything. She wanted to open her eyes, but every time she tries, her eyelids felt like tearing apart. ‘You didn’t listen to me, Madelaine. I have told you a hundred times not to use your power against anyone.’

“Alice, stir this part for me. I need to integrate the extract.” Alice knelt beside her, nervous. “Yes, Miss Iris. But… are you sure it’s safe to mix Mandrava and Larkweed? The ratio must be exact.” “I know.” Iris’s eyes never drifted from the bubbling mixture in front of her. I watched her work, each movement precise, practiced. It was like watching someone far older, far more skilled, someone who had been doing this for years, not a child who should be playing outside. Raymond stepped closer, astonishment written across his face.

Mari’s sister yelped as Magnus grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her head back so that her neck was fully visible as he raised the weapon with true purpose stamped across his face. “Please, don’t. Let me go!” Iris sobbed, crying out at last as it appeared the older wolf had reached his limit. “Iris! Look at me.” I demanded, my tone harsh in my need to assure her she wasn’t alone, but my words did their job. The young girl zeroed her gaze in on me, and Magnus’s own field of vision jerked towards me without his consent, giving Rias the sliver of a second that he needed to dive forward.

That would make sense if she were part of some satanic ceremony. Suddenly she can feel the shape of the dried blood on her forehead and just knows that it, too, is a pentagram. It is no longer a nice sensation and she wants to scream again, sure that her lungs are now capable of bringing the whole building down. But now she is unable to move a muscle, let alone scream. She finds that she can’t even blink, although her eyes are drying up and stinging quite badly. There is a sudden loud electrical crackle. Sparks of electricity come from the points of the pentagram around her. And then Isabelle knows no more.

The one who could not be killed, even in death. Iris. A beautiful woman, a stunning Lycan, a gorgeous being of impeccable stature. Her deep raven hair and shocking green eyes made the biggest of men cower, and her posture alone could make children whimper at the sight of her. But that wasn't who she was. She was caring. She was endearing, charming and the fetch of every wolf to have ever walked the Earth.

I announced as I took my phone and checked something " Guys looked at this photo," I said as I handed it over to them " What about it? " Lyon asked as he gave me the phone " This was a group picture we took at the entrance of blu island, if you remember carefully the van was parked behind us and if you zoom into the picture you’ll notice that the van isn’t there " " Are you… saying…Melody isn’t… real? " Liv said in stutter as she widened her eyes “ Yes, and No, I don’t just think Melody isn’t real but I think everything about her isn’t real. We are having been living in an illusion "

Rogue tutted. "Trust your head," Iris said. Her voice was frantic. "He has help. He can do things, things he shouldn't be able to do!" "Iris, stop talking nonsense," Rogue said. "Mum, what do you mean?" Indianna asked. "He can do things to mates! Your friend Brooke, he is keeping her and her mate apart. He has his ways to sep-" "Iris, why don't you tell your daughter how you missed her?" "He's crazy!" Iris cried, she threw her arms up in the air and Indianna stepped back quickly. "Trust your head, Indie! Trust the voices you hear, when all seems lost, believe in the impossible!"

Now we need to focus. The air had become stagnant all around apart from inside the basketball court area. A light breeze was flowing around and its source was Iris. Like most people have their own ways to mediate and relax, my pack all have the same method, we have a hut where the ground is earth, there is a fire pit in the centre, a fire is lit and sage and other herbs are sprinkled into it. Taking a seat around the fire we close our eyes slowly breathing in the air and let the visions and meditation commence. Watching Iris its clear her meditation is Roller skating. Her face was so full of happiness and determination. She was singing again which I haven’t heard her do since we first met. S

He said to him and took his leave quickly. "Mr. Brown." A young girl with red hair walked towards him, swaying her hips side to side as she did so. She was also chewing loudly and was wearing a pair of black sunglasses too. Her makeup was far from being minimal and one could think at that moment the same recognition she could have with any of Disney's sea witches - Ursula in particular. Brown wiggled his brows in secret and sighed too before putting on a smile to face her. "I was expecting you, Iris. Welcome. We have a case but before then, make your findings about this, okay?" He pushed the greenish substance to her and Iris collected it with amusement as she watched him ramble on his words