Elphaba Novels & Stories

with that she climbed upstairs After few seconds footsteps were heard from the staircase, looking up ,I saw Gomez's wife now looking pail and fragile due to stress and maltreatment. Behind her I saw a totally different person, her courageous Aura stood out , she was breath taking and nothing close to any of her pictures I saw , her curves were ... No Ace, you shouldn't admire her like that ,oh Lord save me , was all i could pray.

Faye stammered trying to search for the right words to say. “Cat cut your tongue?!.” Alora asked. Zemia smirked and pulled her close when he saw Faye's eyes darkened. “You have an Alpha aura! What are you, a Lycan ?!.” Zemias's brother said. “I am Alora and for what I am I would rather keep that to myself!.” Alora replied and leaned on Zemia. “Well, I am Loki!.” He said. “Nice to meet you!.” Alora replied.

She only sighed before kissing my forehead. "Be very careful, Blair. I won't leave you here if this isn't an emergency, but I have to. I just wished for you to behave, and if something happens, you already know what to do." she then carried her luggage. Before she could even go out from the house. She turned to me one more time. "I'll leave Herberus with you. He'll be my eyes while I'm away." she added before turning her back and in just one snap, she disappeared like a bubble in the thin air. Remind me why do we have a door again if she's just going to use her magic?!

She had striking, brilliant golden hair, and eyes that were a piercing, unmistakable mix of green and blue. Beside her stood a man named Rain, his face etched with grim determination as he fought off Draco's guards. The vision shifted rapidly, flooding my mind with ancient prophecies. This girl... her name was Elle. She was the destined downfall of the Witches of the Woods, a force that would tear my beloved coven apart—but she was also the ultimate weapon, the only soul powerful enough to finally kill my mother, Isolde.

She was almost keeping pace with Darth. Elphaba is a pure witch so she rides with Liam wolf, auntie Narhiah is like us, a hybrid of witch and giant, so she has a wolf that will take her to Untamed Vixen but when we arrived at the pack...we found the most shocking surprise. Blood spilled, many were hurt and Alex was inside the packhouse, lying bleeding. "Alex!" I quickly approached—in human form—and when I realized he still had breath I didn't hesitate to heal him.

She tells them about the common area and they all agree to go visit soon. When we get close to the falls, I begin chuffing, calling to the sprites. Athalin and Lewa, two of the sprites that Maeve made the original lights for come flitting out of the forest. “Hello, Sir Alpha," they say to me. “And hello Sir Alpha," they say to Cayd. “Hello, Lady Maeve.” “Hello, Guardian Reagan.” “Hello, Lady Penny.” “And hello….oh, we don’t know you,” Lewa says, looking at Meadow.

Of all the beauty, hers was the most divine. Her purple eyes gleamed with her grey armor as she rose from the ashes, did her purple gaze shine with her tears or her enemy’s blood? They were afraid to call her by her name……. Athena. I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story.

Up to today, Caleb remains a mystery to them and Emma was so blinded in love that she didn’t care about his background. “From your sister, oh there she is” Elaine pointed at a lady who just walked in, she was slim and had a slim face as well. Her hair was ebony black and laid just below her shoulders. “Eva” she called and the lady spotted her brother, Lincoln, and her pregnant sister-in-law. She waved at them before hurrying towards them. “You made it” Elaine smiled and Eva nodded before sitting beside them. “I am curious about the looks of our Alpha’s mate, I hear he is a demi-god” she joked but Lincoln had a serious look.

She broke into laughter. "She's not Luna yet." "An abomination such as that can't be Luna." "She probably asleep, who cares." The queen replied. Her daughter chuckled nervously, she was fumbling the hem of her dress. The white haired she wolf stood beside them like a prop. Mad dog was at the buffet, eating all his stomach could house.

His control over celestial magic was a display of otherworldly might, a balance between cosmic forces that shaped the very fabric of reality. Elara's presence radiated tranquility and grace as she moved amidst the chaos. Her healing arts mended wounds and bolstered her allies' strength, providing a vital lifeline amidst the intensity of battle. Her melodic incantations wove a protective aura that shielded her companions from harm, and her soothing words renewed their spirits in the face of adversity. Her power was a beacon of