Elphaba Novels & Stories

"Could we please get to the reason we are here?" "Right, right." The woman sighed. "But first, maybe we should introduce ourselves first since she doesn't remember. I’m Elder Marissa, and I’m a gorgon. " Marissa announced, pointing to herself. "And the grumpy elf over there is Talon, and the man with the blindfold is Francis. We are the remaining elders of this realm. " Nodding, I tried to make note of each of the elders' names as Marissa continued to talk my ear off.

he said and turned to leave. "By the way, I'm Edward Nates. What's yours?" He said as he turned back. Then he remembered that I got no name. "So since you are like my personal property now, I would need to give you a name. So I would call you... Ella". "Duh" I replied and entered.

She navigated through the labyrinth of illusions, her heart pounding with anticipation. Finally, Luna emerged into a chamber bathed in a pale, eerie glow. There, standing in the center, was a figure shrouded in a mysterious woman with flowing silver hair and eyes that mirrored the depths of the cosmos. "Who are you?" Luna asked, her voice filled with both caution and curiosity. The woman smiled gently, her voice carrying a bittersweet melody. "I am Elara, the Keeper of Lost Souls. I have watched over this realm since time immemorial."

She studied from the start here and knew each and every corner of the school so she helped me navigate my math and coincidentally we had the same class. She was a chatterbox and had that friendly vibe however not everyone interacted with her over the last week I spent with her and I wondered why. She was nice to me and I wouldn't be wrong to say we were becoming friends. Sarah had the most beautiful set of dimples and she was blonde. Her smile was so beautiful. "Did you complete your homework, Arabella?" She asked me and I nodded my head as we took a seat in the front. "It was so hard I had to take help from Hades. And the sweetheart that he is, didn't even hesitate to do my homework. I love

Another one screamed "Oh please,it's probably not him. They are not in the same level please" "What do you mean? There's nothing wrong with Anna,you're just jealous coz she's prettier than you!" Aurora shouted at the one who made the bad comment "Aurora please" Annabella muttered and Aurora scoffed. Everyone set to work after that Annabella sighed out and wore her apron,somehow she still wondered if the man is the Thadeus or just a random Thadeus. •••• Gregor's island is probably one of the biggest one would ever see,it's all painted in pure white with no single stain on it,people prefer calling it a paradise coz its just extraordinary

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.

“What do you mean? Who is watching?” “Agatha,” her mother interjected, her expression turning grave. “The High Priestess Agatha. She has been alive for over a thousand years, fueled by dark magic and a thirst for power. She senses your potential and will come for you. You must be cautious.” “But I want to fight back!” Aqua exclaimed, desperation threading through her words. “I don’t want to hide anymore. I need to know how to harness my powers.”

One lone obelisk of obsidian, tall and worn, marked with silver runes nearly lost to time. The soil around it was scarred. Torn open. Violated. No flowers. No tribute. Only dried blood, streaked across the name carved in stone: SERAPHINE MOONSTONE Queen of the Veil. Daughter of Flame. Mother of the Broken Crown. Elara’s cry caught in her chest. Someone had defiled her mother’s resting place. She fell into the dirt, clawing at the grave, hands shaking. Grief twisted into something wild. Animal. Why?

As I entered beside Wesley and Liam, dozens of conversations stopped at once. Every eye turned toward me. Some were hopeful. Others were afraid. At the far end of the hall stood Alpha Magnus, Headmaster Alden, and several unfamiliar faces. An elderly woman stepped forward. She wore elegant blue robes embroidered with silver stars. "I am High Sorceress Elara." She bowed respectfully. "We welcome you, Queen Emilia." I immediately shook my head. "I'm not a queen." A gentle smile crossed her face. "The relics disagree." Another elder, an old wolf with silver hair named Alpha Rowan, spoke next.