Novelas y relatos de Enchanted

This was better, currently only the receptionist was there and she could use less magic to enchant the receptionist. “Hi, sorry what’s your name?” Dezrael asked her. “Hi, I’m Lynne, how can I assist you today?” She smiled at Dezrael. Dezrael took a hold of the woman’s hand and chanted softly while she held onto her gambanteinn. The gambanteinn was a smallish staff and hers were carved from wood, with her ancestral symbols carved into it. “I strike thee, Lynne with my gambanteinn, to tame thy mind and heart, to work my will.” She touched Lynne’s hand three times with the gambanteinn and then promptly let her hand go. Lynne had been entranced easily as the spell took effect.

I rubbed my eyes, tracing the curve of my jaw with my fingers, feeling the rough scrape of stubble against my skin. Elira explained to me that she hadn't wanted to be the one to break it to me, that she'd only come to me because she couldn't bear to watch me tumble "enchanted." The word had been childish the first time she'd used it, something from fairy tales. But there, between my own confusion and the dying sparks, I couldn't help but enjoy the flavor. If she was deceiving me… then she was appallingly good at it. If she was deceiving me… then I was already lost.

He watched Killian with fascination, his lips curling. “I wondered how long it would take for your blood to show itself.” Killian staggered back, breath ragged, shadows writhing around him like a cloak. He wanted to stop, but the magic wanted more. His rage was its feast, and it was still hungry. “Seize him!” Averre roared. More guards surged forward. Killian’s vision blurred red, his heart hammering faster and faster until he couldn’t tell if it was his pulse or the vault of shadows in his chest.

she said, picking up a worn deck of cards. She shuffled them with a soft, whispering sound, then spread them out. “Think of these as a map. A way to understand yourself.” I frowned. “How can cards help with that?” “They’re a guide, sweetheart. To your core. To your power.” She nodded toward the cards. “Now, pick one.” I hesitated, then reached out and drew one, eyes fixed on the table. “This card, the Queen of the Night,” Mom said, holding it up, “she’s strong, committed, and deeply connected to the Sesame world. Now, close your eyes. Breathe. Feel the current—the energy that flows through everything.”

Majori’s POV: I… am not dead? With great effort, I lifted my eyelids, feeling exhaustion deep to the bone. The first thing I saw was a high ceiling covered in old European motifs. The gilded patterns had faded with time, forming roses and winding grapevines that intertwined like a frozen garden suspended in the air. At the center hung a massive crystal chandelier, its glass droplets scattering faint light across the ceiling cold, yet exquisitely beautiful. This… was the room Vincent had given me when I first came to the Silverfang Pack.

Edithta questioned Jasmine with a raised eyebrow and she simply nodded her head “It’s no ordinary spell but a ‘Love Spell’, you son’s mistress is the one who had casted it upon him with help of ‘Love Potion’, but now that your son was leaving with your family from past few weeks she wasn’t able to continue with providing him with ‘Love Potion’ this lead her previously feed potion had into a poison…. and now it is showing adverse effect of spell casted by his mistress Methiela” Jasmine explained her properly

The king asked. "Your highness, it's due to the magical band on my lady's wrist. She was with my lady when she made the wish. The magical band couldn't resist it because it was with its sole owner so it granted the young girl the power." Marianna, the young lady expounded. The queen hit her hand on the throne and some of the things in the throne room shook. It was as if they sensed their queen is angry. "Mila...summon her. She caused all these" the queen almost yelled.

Inunahan pa nga ako ni Pearl na makapasok sa loob. I stood on the side of the bed, examining the man lying in there. May benda ito sa ulo. Inilapit ko ang mukha at pinakatitigan ang lalaki. Ang guwapo niya! Makinis ang pisngi, matangos ang ilong, mahaba ang pilik-mata at perpekto ang pagkakahugis ng panga niya. Malaking lalaki rin ito dahil halos sakupin niya ang kama. Omg, is he a fictional character? Sino ang may gawa sa kanya nito? Malakas na kumahol si Pearl. “Baby, huwag ka maingay! Natutulog ang prince charming.”

That was so embarrassing! BLAIRE WAS once again fell into this enchantress' spell. He was just looking intently on her brown eyes while caressing Claire’s face. The moment that Claire grimaced, he found it cute and something inside him that tells him to caress her face. And he does not even have the strength to control himself. It seems that there was a powerful spell that forced him to do that. And he found himself caressing Claire’s soft face. The truth was, she does not have any flour on her face. He just made that story up because he will never let her know that these past few days he was affected by her presence. Never.

she said politely. Sebastian's mother looked at Lorraine with large, round eyes. Brown strikingly similar to her son's. She lifted her hand and for a moment...hesitated. Hand hovering in the air as if she was contemplating before she placed her palm on Lorraine's cheek, warm. Warm like...she had just been cooking food. "You look like a... goddess." Her words sounded so kind and genuine. A chuckle escaped Lorraine's mouth at the compliment. The old lady clapped her hands in excitement, a happy sound, close to chirping leaving past her lips.