Enchanted Narissa Novels & Stories

Lady Marilyn Rusè Gattar/ Queen Lyn: A barren woman who journeyed to Nayak because of an oath her mother made to the goddess. Blessed by Natalí to be the true but has so many challenges preventing her from becoming the queen. King Treven Niamh: The king of Nayak, blessed by the deity Nati with strength and the power to communicate with hornets and control them. He has been searching for his true queen secretly. Lady Meisi: The first consort of the king, She believed only she deserved to be the true queen.

Dismissing her concerns, Zion commanded, with a growl, that she proceed without her opinions. Kelson dejected, exited, and encountered Marco's mate, Jessica. To Kelson's astonishment, she discerned Jessica's witch identity. The chaos had prevented Marco from making an introduction about his mate and child. Jessica queried about her coven, to which Kelson disclosed her departure in youth due to their dark magic practices.

His lips… argghhh I don’t want to lust over those glossy and crimson pouty lips! I badly need to confess and beg for the lord's guidance. I think I am enchanted by evil spirits. A spirit that could make me tremble, pissed off, and thrilled.

“ Why so sudden… who dare disturb my plan! “ Before he could even find it our, he heard a small voice that seems to be talking to Emric. “ Who ?!! “ ‘ Hey, emric! Can you hear me? I bet you can, how pitiful of you to not be able to talk back to me. But you know, when you brought me to see a carnival and amusement park, I had much fun. All the food you treat me are delicious! Now I no longer have anything to look forward to. Maybe seeing your child? I wonder if who will it take after? You or lhana? I hope it is lhana. You have ugly face. I would be sad if your child doesn’t look after lhana‘ Recognizing that voice, there is just one creature that would be the owner of that very tone, if it wa

NASIR Pathetic. How could the moon goddess punish me this way? How could she give me a mate as weak and pathetic as this one? I paced through the forest; Ren’s paws pounded against the damp earth. The moon above, once a symbol of guidance, now taunted me with its serene glow. My heart seethed with anger, my mind racing with the injustice. Why had the moon goddess chosen a human as my mate? A fragile, vulnerable creature unsuited for the demands of our world. I, Nasir, one of the future alphas of the Crimson Moon pack, required strength and resilience by my side. Not some delicate, breakable thing.

Maru ask as he look around still confused about what was happening. “Welcome to Mt. Sadeste Prince Maru,” Merfoy said as he smiled and bowed his head. “Wait, I’m still confused! What prince?! Rico tell me what is going on?” Maru asks as he keeps on looking around. “Here, read this magic book it’s on page 11770 that will explain everything.” Merfoy handed him the magic book as Maru looked at him in confusion. They give Maru privacy as he read the pages. Niffa walks outside looking at the glimmering light of the sun. She closed her eyes and tried to focus, she felt a sudden scorch on her palm. She heard the voice of her mother whispering her name. She slowly opened her eyes and saw her mother

One flick of my wrist and they will see anything I want them to see. It will make it so much easier to recoup what I lost. I put a lot of work into Asher West and I’m not willing to let him slip away along with the thousands of dollars his father owes me. Which is why I find myself in his fated mates hospital room dressed as a nurse, ready to take what’s mine. “It’s nice to meet you, Elena. My name is Nissa.” I finally greet the far too chirpy woman when my initial attempts to enter her mind fail.

Verena I sit quietly in the softly lit room; the air filled with the subtle scent of lavender and sage. Nastassja moves around with an air of focus, setting up the final components for the soul extraction and replacement ritual. My mind drifts to Niklaus and Arsenio, sleeping peacefully under his father’s watchful eyes. Niklaus has embraced fatherhood with a fierce joy and an even greater protectiveness than before, if that’s possible. His love wraps around us, a steadfast shield against anything meant to harm us.

Their hiss sounds like a very unpleasant sound to me that I felt the urge to kill them right there and then without showing any mercy. Then finally, my eyes drifted to the woman sitting on the untidy throne—yes, I call it untidy not because it is just made of plain stone and has no golds nor silvers, but because it has a bunch of pyscho snakes. The woman was wearing a black smoke-like dress with small slits all over that are blazing. Her eyes resemble the color of fire and her hair that is flowing down her waist is also burning red. And oh, her face... it feels like I'm staring at the goddes of fire herself. There is no doubt. This woman in front is Nerissa, the evil witch who lures men with