Elven Witch の小説・ストーリー

But she already met Alderon, the human wizard. “Ellaine?” Finrod stared at her, “You’re an.. elf?” The first thing she did was feel her ears. Yes, it was pointy just as any elf. But if she’s an elf and she can cast spells.. “You’re confused, Inwë?” Her opponent stood up with great effort. “That is because that Hristoax is both of elf and witch birthright. The one who possesses it shall be the first one to retain familial blood at the same time acquiring witch birthright.” She wiped the blood at the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand.”That one should be mine!”

News spread quickly around the hall and the people of Eldrida have more reasons to like their future queen. The room hums with the animated conversations of guests from various magical realms, oblivious to the peril that lurks beneath the surface. Sarah decides to enjoy the party to the fullest. Whatever happens, I'd have this as a reminder of the awesomeness of being free. The evening begins with a mesmerizing display by a group of powerful witches. Their magic intertwines in a symphony of colors, weaving intricate patterns in the air. Flames dance with grace, water cascade in mesmerizing waves, earth rise and fall in harmony, and gusts of wind whirl around the room.

“I'm Elora, the high witch of the Eastern coast coven. I tried to free you from whatever was plaguing you but it didn't work out. I got burnt and I know a strong spell was placed by another powerful witch.” “You were the one that tried to help me?” “Yes, I did. I was able to see somethings though, you were bound by a witch to a false mate. Your memories were surpressed and when I tried breaking in, I was burnt by the green flame.” “The only flame that can consume a witch?” “Yes, I almost died but good enough I was in good hands.” “Why are you here?” “I'm here so we can form an alliance. I know you're from a powerful bloodline of Lycans but I just don't know which one.”

“Twinkets.” “Twinkets!” Triana shot me a shocked gaze. “Only witches of legend could see them. Control them.” I don’t think I control them. “I’ve never heard of them.” I responded flatly. Looking straight ahead as I limped her along the path they illuminated. She carried the lantern in her other dangling hand, since I supported her with both of mine. But the wind swirled dirt across our view so heavily that it made the lantern nearly ineffective. Clouds rolled across the moon making it blacker than black out.

--------- QUEEN SEVINA is a witch and an immortal. She has been ruling over the entirety of Vire, the most powerful and biggest kingdom in the expanse of EARTHORIA. The whole kingdom of Vire has been acknowledging Queen Sevina for so long now as the most royalty among royalties. She is their leader of leaders; the queen of all kings. Many feared her for her unbridled power as a witch and the fact that she could diminish any size of enemies with just a snap of her hand. In simplest words, she has always been invincible. But until today, her power and her greatness have been challenged by a certain news that was dropped on her this morning. And that was more than enough to make her restless an

Maybe Javier was just worried. The Elven witch didn’t have the characteristics of what I envisioned a witch to have. Instead, she seemed like a normal Elf. She blended with them quite fine. This was what I noticed as Lady Elf stepped forward with her. “That’s a beautiful, ring dear.” Lady Elf complimented my wedding band and I smiled. “Thanks, it’s onyx—” “Yeah…what typical vampires prefer. Black. Except that you are probably new to all these.” she said. “Careful though, for someone as attractive as him, a lot of women would want to want him. You know what I mean,”

Their population was decreasing, and humans have been invading a few of the territories. Just last time, he had seen a mother being pierced in her heart by a heartless human. That woman had kids waiting for her return back home but instead, she died after risking exposure to humans so she can get some food since preys were slow in that part of the camp, and there was no source of food except if they hunt them. "What do you mean were-witches? Elinor is the last were-witch. She is the only one living before Judas." "She had children with Colin of the Bloody Immortals Pack, in case you did not know since you were not around for half the time being,"

Dad says, and he is right. Witches are those that are the biggest wildcard. Most witches want more power and try to get stronger. And they don’t always care how, as they know they can stop anyone. If a witch or warlock wants to make her family line stronger by helping the rouges., nothing can stop them. Is a witch powerless? The rouges don’t want them anyway. The Elves have always been a mystery, and no one really knows where they are. They can live between humans and camouflage their ears. Or the homes they hide are so well hidden that no one has ever found them. So it is not really surprising that they don’t answer.

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.

It was faint, faint enough for my ears to pick up on while many elves continued to walk across the grasses. My dragon, pulling me in the direction, I walked over, ready for anything that might cause danger to my Odessa. Looking back, she was still at a small treehouse situated on the ground, giggling with Annabelle. As I traveled deeper, the clicking stopped and a green cloaked woman adorned with gold and silver threaded flowers walked out. Her hood covering her face, she unshielded herself. “Black Dragon,” she whispered. “I have little time. I don’t wish to cause your intended trouble,” she heaved a solemn breath. “I’m Glinda. I’m part witch, formally full until I mated with my Elven mate.