Elphaba Novels & Stories

“Then, do you know what would have happened to you if what you said were true?” “I would have become a fallen elf.” “Then, can you tell me what a fallen elf is? I assume you do not know, otherwise you would not have said such a lie.” “I am sorry Mother Lelyah.” “I see. I overestimated your ability to study by yourself.” She looked directly into my eyes. “A fallen elf is one who have lost Mother Jörð’s blessing. In other words, you lose your divine mana. Without it, you are nothing more than a mere beast, you cannot use any magic and you cannot cross the village’s barrier.”

Ophelia said as she removed the shawl from her face. Elphaba's eyes twitched at the sight of her looks. Ophelia looked like a walking corpse. Her skin color was not white like before but a mix of shades of blue, black, and purple. It's as if she went to the gates of hell and returned. "You do realize your time is running out, right?" Elphaba said. "I will reveal all the plans of Azazel and what he is going to do with Lenora to you," she begged in her shaky voice.

Probably at any time, when the lord elf cast that spell again, he could seriously injure or even kill the poor woman. “Miss Harmony!” Elizabeth began to cry. “My dear daughter, don’t cry ...” And the woman tried to hit the elf prince again with magic, but she was so weak that it didn't even touch him. Maybe someone else could be hurt, but the elf only had to cast again his spell. Prince Tbylisium spoke the words again, and the magic from this Prince of the Night reached Miss Harmony when something made Elizabeth turn her wand in the form of a spiral and utter a single word, whispered:

We were silent for a moment, still holding onto each other. “Sleep well,” Caleb said, breaking the silence. I nodded and closed the door. I lay in bed and fell asleep again. Running and thunder started to emerge. I woke up, thinking it was a dream, but it wasn’t. I got up from bed and went out, but to my surprise, I heard Charles say, “Alpha, Eliana is not Luna Lia. Don’t give your heart to her.” Lia? In a flash, I recalled my first encounter with Caleb. That’s right—the woman, Lia. He thought of me as Lia at that time. I gulped and was about to go back inside the room, but I halted at the next words. “And besides, we are werewolves. A human like Eliana will not—”

He expected Oz to cast a love spell of some sort. " You fool. It isn't just any ring. This is the ring of the ancient Roman queen, Archuletta. It is the ring of no sin. A ring that will make her forever yours, even against her will.", Oz said proudly. "It looks cheap. But the question is, will she love me?", Gregory asked. "Do you think you will love her the same if she is madly in love with you? If she chased behind you like all the other?" Oz asked.

“Currently, there’s only one in the world, mom.” “That’s impossible! He has a mate and a family. This must be some sort of mistake.” “The present alpha is a she. She’s the daughter of alpha Rodrigo.” Dylan clarified what he meant. “You can’t be mated to someone from the Pride pack. That’s outrageous!” His mom yelled, to his surprise. How could she still be in denial after all he just explained? “And why is that, mom?” “Because those people are extremely dangerous. They are known for practicing magic. Dylan, they have casted a spell on you.”

Charlotte Hayes' POV I was walking from the room, when all of the sudden, my mother, Ophelia stood before me with that innocent smile of hers. An angelic smile that seduced millions of people in this world. "Darling, where have you gone?" She asked, with worried eyes. Ophelia Maine was a good mother that gave me everything I wanted. People would do anything just to experience what's it like to be in a care of the queen of the stage; but the only thing I don't like about her… is the fact that she's—"Don't tell me that you went to cry because you still couldn't beat me in terms of beauty?" She's a narcissist.

Deep within the heart of the forbidden forest, a hidden conversation unfolded between two extraordinary beings. Elva, a mischievous forest pixie with emerald wings, scolded the young girl named Iana. Her porcelain skin glowed pale as the moon, her tresses cascading like a waterfall of purest snow, and her eyes held the shimmering hue of sterling silver. "Iana, what were you doing there?" Elva admonished, her tiny form buzzing with agitation. "You know how perilous it is for us to venture into the realm of humans."

Killing either would take away someone Bolton and I cared about. “That is an abomination.” Evelyn said the second she laid eyes on Cynthia’s neck. “It is a curse.” Eldora smiled at us wildly. “Open the cells.” She demanded. “No!” Cynthia shouted. “Who are you people? Sasha they aren’t wolves or care to protect you. Don’t trust them.” “It’s ok, Cynthia. This is Queen Eldora of the fairies, and Evelyn, the high priestess of the east coven witches. They are here to help and both sworn their allegiance with me.”

Elves are taller than most people and the have the ethereal look and feel of beings who live very long lives. “Have you seen Thor?” I ask Madelyn. “Yes.” “Samlael is the Heimdall of Araphyra,” I tell her, before turning around. “Hey Sam!” “Alpha Cayden. It’s good to see you again. This must be the human that my Queen mentioned may be coming to visit,” he says, as I lead Madelyn over to meet him. “Samlael, this is Madelyn, my mate. Madelyn, this is Samlael.”