Enchanted Arty Novels & Stories

KALI’S P.O.V “Hahaha you know Death, it should be “O, Suprema Dea Justo, com humiliate for dia nos colors, mexendo no meu amor e descobrindo os meus files.” But in case of saying the proper enchantment, I just said it “O, Suprema Dea Justo, com humiliate for dia nos , mexendo no meu amor e descobrindo os meus files.” I deleted the word “calories” so Enchantment isn’t complete hahaha. “I explained while laughing. First of all, I plan to use Hold Power to Death, do you remember our deal before we fight? Didn’t she say, Anyway, I have no choice because we have to fight an Arte Fight, and another rule that I must follow and that will benefit you? The rule is It’s simple, you can use any Enchantm

“No, Love, Artemis is blocked off right now” I said as I threw in a hint of sexiness to my voice. I sound similar to Artemis, but deeper and smoother. Artemis has a higher pitched voice that is beautiful in its own right, but I knew my voice would sound fine to him either way. I watched as one of his eyes glowed showing that Tafari had peeked forward, but that they were sharing headspace. “Hello Arya, why is Artemis blocked off?” He asked with a quirked eyebrow and a smile splayed across his lips.

She clasped her hand over her ears and urged Enchantress to run as fast as she could for the deviuture dived right in their direction . The deviuture flapped its wings sending another wave arrows at her , Enchantress quick and agile dodged them all , while Chelsea got rid of those that Enchantress couldn't dodge with her whip . Though they worked together in an amazing manner , the deviuture wasn't all that stupid when it saw that his arrows wasn't working as they should it , raised its tails and shot them right at her . From up close - they resembled flying anacondas with hundred of scorpions tails sprouting out from their bodies and Chelsea was sure that this was a scene that she never wan

“When you called for your weapon earlier, it just blew me away! It’s like Alice’s staff that appears out of nowhere!” Janshai rolled his eyes. “That’s what Enchanted-class weapons are, idiot. They do not need to be equipped physically. They can always be summoned at any time.” His scythe slowly dissolved, dematerializing into black strings, before they returned inside his right hand. Arth slowly nodded. He might want to have an enchanted weapon, but he never wanted to replace his Blackwinter sword, though it was just a rare-class. They had been through a lot together ever since he learned how to wield a sword. ‘Don’t worry, buddy. I won’t replace you … ever,’ he thought, holding the hilt of

] [Dorime has learned: Painting lv 1] [Thanks to the efforts of [Dorime], Your Army began to create their own culture! [Artistic sense (Art) stat unlocked!] [All of your soldiers gained +1 Int. +1 Art] [Dorime obtained +2 Int. +1 Dex. +2 Art.] [Artist role unlocked!] [Artist: Units that express beauty and strength through art. Art can buff allies and debuff enemies at the same time, depending on the [Artistic sense] stat. +5 Art. +1 Dex.] "Well done, Dorime!" David cheered at the little rat, who was still sleeping on the back of his golem. "Take him to rest, avian golem." The golem nodded and left towards Dorime's house.

In what seems like seconds, she hold up an intricate crown of flowers that she places on Faye’s head. “The bet was 100,000 Euros. Pay up” Celeste folds her hands giving me a smug look. I laugh. Not fake polite societal laughter, but real laughter. I feel something foreign and warm in my chest. Alaric emerges from behind a hedge and fixes me with a quizzical look.

Suddenly, more voices flooded my mind like a tidal wave. 'Galvan's a freeloader. If it weren't for his rich wife, Marisa, supporting him, what would he be? Just a nobody in the family.' 'Marisa's art collection is so enviable. If only I could get my hands on them.' 'The lobsters tonight aren't fresh enough, but who dares complain?' 'How much did this party cost? Marisa's art business must be doing very well.' I could hear everyone's thoughts! This supernatural ability both shocked and excited me. Behind everyone's smiles lay all sorts of secrets and malice.

"The Enchanted Realm has bestowed its ancient magic upon us, and we are now the guardians of its power." As they walked, the artifacts resonated with a gentle hum, a harmonious melody that seemed to merge with the very essence of the realm. Each artifact was a vessel of untapped potential, a conduit through which the heroes could channel their collective strength.

ARTEMY Rebecca's eyes were captivated by the breathtaking beauty before her, but all I could see was her. The sight of her small yet sweet smile illuminated her entire face, radiating excitement and pure happiness. Her vibrant green eyes shimmered with joy, her cheeks tinged with a gentle flush. I couldn't tear my gaze away from her, completely mesmerized by her beauty in that moment.

The Chancellor cultivated Curse Magic. However, after being passed down for generations, the Curse Magic now had many variations. The one he cultivated was the Mind Control Art. The Mind Control Art was essentially a Curse Magic capable of controlling other living beings. As he catalyzed the Mind Control Art, the countless beasts behind him went berserk. These beasts seemed to be in excruciating pain, emitting agonizing roars. The deafening and mournful roars echoed through the sky, shattering the dark clouds and making the earth tremble.