Enchantment Indestructible Novels & Stories

Chapter One A lot of things changed when I reached the age of fifteen. On the night of my birthday, my mother gave me a box she said it's her present to me, for the first time in my life my mother gave me presents on my birthday. It was wrapped in red cloth with a black ribbon tied on it. There was the excitement I felt as I started to open the box. I was almost amazed at what I saw. It's a spell keeper necklace that features a beautiful deep, blue cock topped glass vial containing a blend of herbs and its vial is suspended from a Tibetan triquetra charm that was hand made from their ancestor and a spellbound bracelet filled with a mixture of hand-blended magical herbs.

I don't trust Lyra, and I don't think I ever will, but trying to refrain myself from wanting her so badly is an urge I can't fight against. "It's the curse, isn't it?" Damien asked. My fist clenched, knowing that he was right. I hated the part where he knew everything. Clause and Axle aren't aware of the curse that Lyra acted up a few weeks ago. The Curse of the Unbridled Alpha, an ancient affliction that strikes the most powerful pack leaders, renders them helpless against their primal instincts, driving them to surrender to their basest desires and act on impulse. Their control over their actions is fragile as the moon's phases dictate their fate.

he said with confidence and with a scorning smirk. " You know one thing about power boy, once you have it, you'll always have it. You've decided to play with power, that's fine, but try not to play into the lions den. You won't get away with this you know." I said, walking up to him and placed my hand on his chest. "You might have those little, gold digging, low life boards on your side, but they'll betray you same way they betrayed me once they see a better opportunity. That's one thing about opportunists" I said with a scornful smile, satisfied at instilling fear in him.

"Their loyalty will end with your death. Trust me people are not as loyal as you think they are. Take one of us. I know we disappoint you since we're women but that's all you got..." In his mind he was like bitch you have no idea I have a bull and though he is as green as all of you he will catch up and finally realize his destiny then he will be my secret weapon against George and anyone who thought am done. "...and those businesses you've built from the ground are your legacy. I'm sure you don't want it to die with you"

Durability: 12/15 [Kobold's Armor] (Yellow): Armor made from High Kobold's hide. Effect: +20 health, +20 stamina, +5% physical resistance. Durability: 8/15 [Kobold Pants] (Yellow): Pants made of High Kobold Leather. Effect: +20 health, +5 agility, +5 damage resistance. Durability: 9/15

The intensity of it radiated against my skin, adding to the humidity that already pressed against me. The beast charged us, rushing towards us with a speed that wasn't natural. Poe flew off as words formed in my mind once again. "Eklam sou vesital. Shetal losse felit." Talent burned along my skin and I watched as it flowed out of my hand and blossom over the beast, encasing it in a hard glass looking prism mid-stride. I fell to my knees, any strength I had gone. All the reading and studying about Talent I'd done growing up hadn't prepared me for actually using it. Poe landed next to me and began tapping at the metal pendant in my hand. He looked up at me with expectant eyes.

"Girl! You should see your face right now, peace mocked." "Will you ever be on my side? Ugh!" "No, never she sings." Finally, after five tormenting hours on makeup and hairstyling, they think it's time to set me free. Peace showed me the three dresses, Alex picked for me and honestly, they are all breathtaking. One is a purple sleeveless body con gown that looks fitting. It is neither short nor long. It is beautiful. The other is a long strapless red gown. It shines brightly under the dim light and I can tell that It fit in perfectly, as it curves around my waist nicely but then, it's too revealing for my likeness.

"It’s alive. I worked on the preliminary piping. The metal... it bleeds, Viper. They forged it with blood magic. It screams when you weld it." Saoirse shuddered. Alive. "I need to know how to kill it," Tristan said. Silas shook his head. "You can't. It’s indestructible. The alloy is folded a thousand times with dragon scale and dark iron. It’s heat-proof, magic-proof, and bomb-proof." "Everything has a weakness," Saoirse spoke up. Silas looked at her. "Not this. This is the end of the world, girlie. The Emperor is going to plug himself into that thing, and when he does, he won't just rule Oakhaven. He’ll eat the stars."

My breathing has long steadied, but the adrenaline still lingers under my skin. “This is my observation,” the instructor says. “You all fight as you live.” Her gaze moves deliberately. “Ashbourne dominates to measure resistance.” “Vale waits for vulnerability.” “Han seeks efficiency.” “Whitford seeks disruption.” “Hartley enforces structure.” “Marlowe just performs.” “Briar adapts when cornered.” Then silence. “You will unlearn parts of this.” A pause. “Because your enemy will not fight predictably.” Enemy. The word lands heavier than expected.

“But you don’t need to worry Amber. It’s more to protect you from… you. Than for anything else.” Protect me from me? I almost scoffed in annoyance and tugged at the fabric again. This time the burn tore a groan from my throat as the heat met the same injured spot and threatened to melt my skin. “Oh.” Princess Danica paused, her eyes flicking down to my wrist in pity. “Before I forget, the enchantment also neutralizes abilities.” She clicked her tongue then strolled to the door. “Not even all your Lucan strength can help you with this one, Amber. This is the real deal.”