Enchanted Arty Novels & Stories

She felt like a child who had wondered into an R rated movie. "Our employees are all chosen for their exceptional physical traits. All the men are at least six feet tall, all are younger than thirty, and all are-" Here Mrs. Hartley hesitated, making Emma look up. There was a sparkle in her eyes as she held her hands a little over a foot apart. "-well endowed," she finished. "The ladies are also chosen carefully," she continued. "They are all well-toned and have a bra size of at least DD. A dozen ladies are available for fantasy play, as well as more than twenty males."

Chapter 29 Finrir’s Display Aros, his eyes gleaming with admiration, signing to Finrir, "Young Finrir, I wish to witness the artistry of the Arcttegatian style that has been honed through generations." Tritan, intrigued by their interaction, watched as Finrir's eyes sparkled with excitement, a testament to his readiness to showcase the unique techniques that originated in Arcttegat. Tritan was keenly aware of the significance of this moment, as the unveiling of the Arcttegaiatn style underwater had the potential to inspire and captivate the Merguardians.

I don't think it's going to be difficult, considering that Arthur also always wakes up at 1 pm so there won't be a lot of orders. But why do I feel like he's going to ask me something weird? Crap, he better don’t do that. “Arthur, you can’t do it to a patient” I smile at him, try to convince him that I will be a bad errand type. “It’s okay, only me who knows it. Plus, I can keep a secret” he winks. “Asshole, go away!” I answer immediately. His laughter filled the room, he must be happy that he successfully teases me. What a jerk. Arthur opened the plastic bag and took out one orange from there, he slowly peeled the skin and cleaned it before handing one to me.

She drew herself nearer to it. "What a very beautiful bird!," she exclaimed, astonished by the little creature in front of her. It had bright red feathers and a long wavy red and black tail. Its little eyes were staring at her, pleading for help as it wished to escape from the branches' firm grasp. She at last freed it from them and watched it hurriedly flew away, up in the air, away from her. As she continued to descend, she took notice of an old woman by a tall pine tree. She was smiling sweetly as it looked at her coming towards her. She grinned back. She seemed to be the intent of the old woman.

I saw a man smiling at me. "Who are you?" I asked, moving backwards. "Your worst nightmare" he said and almost immediately, he stretched his hand. I was surprised at what happened next. I've never experienced it...I only read it in stories and see them in movies. A red Ray erupted from his hand as he stretched his hand towards me. I panicked because I didn't know what to do but before the Ray could hit me, it bounced back. I widened my eyes in surprise and shock as Daisy appeared in front of me. The man clapped his hands

In that moment, standing on the dusty stairwell of the old school, Elaine realized her dream of becoming a Knight of Artharia was dead. Swallowing the knot in her throat, she pulled herself together and stepped out of the stairwell into the hall. To Elle, crying was done only in the worst of moments, when the fight was gone, and a person found themselves in the shadows of their own destruction, all alone. It was no surprise that she couldn’t stand Leana; Elaine didn’t know how to sort out feelings, let alone be consumed by them.

Standing on the second row of the Avaritian knights was Arthur, eyes filled with eagerness to defeat the most powerful army in the continent they stood at. Wind blew from the south as they all watched as the Empire took their stance, arms pointed towards heaven while their opposite arms were pulled back like how one would hold a bow. Arrows made out of flames simultaneously appeared from their right hand. A commander at front with a raised hand screamed to the top of his lungs. “With the flames of the almighty Bia, we will conquer everything and everyone!” A flick of his finger sent a small flaming projectile up towards the sky. Eyes followed as it reached the heavens, it then exploded. Like

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.

The Red Moon day arrived but this time my family, the creature of full moon weren't happy. The occasion of Red Moon day came in every 3 years and that time when the moon shine upon us we all feel powerful than ever. Every wolf life depend upon it's pack and tribe so that particular day when the moon was at its peak every wolf unconsciously shape-shifts to their natural worm because wolf are most powerful at its animal form. Its been our ritual for so long, the tribe gather up together to feel enlightened, more powered and stronger.

I explained. “You have us however you need us. We will do everything we can to help you fight,” Mateo said. That was good to hear because the next will be the biggest thing for them to wrap their heads around. They were doing really well so far. Hopefully, that would continue. “And that is why we knew we could count on you. The next thing we will explain is the biggest. It must stay between us for now until the council is taken care of properly. The prophecy mentions us as the Enchanted Dezentrae. Kenzie’s and my marks are not the typical ones,” I explained before we both exposed our marks for them to see.