Novel & Cerita Enchantment

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.

“It is normal to use that when enchanting a person. But with most spells, there has to be a conduit. You cannot reach someone by external spells alone. There has to be a connection.” “A connection,” I realized. “Something like those sachets from before?” “Exactly,” Elder Miriam nodded approvingly. “Manipulation comes from within.” “So, poison,” Lyr shrugged, summing up Elder Miriam’s explanation. I exhaled. At least I had some awareness of what was going on now. “What kind of poison, then?” I asked, feeling weary. Lyra shrugged and I turned back to Elder Miriam, who was leaning over the hospital bed, looking like a spectre..

Back when I was a child... I read books in the garden in secrecy to hide from my father's sight as much as I can. This is what makes me happy and worth living, however, it's a trespass in my family. The book I read is one of the subjects my brothers have. Lessons are all about enchantment. Enchast is the ring of glowing light that appears on the caster's hand; sometimes, it consists of three layers depending on the number of spells to be cast at the same time.

Could I bear the thought of being the one who let them down? Lost in my internal debate, I barely noticed as the palace maids dressed me. They had chosen an elegant robe for me, one that was fit for a royal occasion. It was made of the finest silk, a shimmering azure that seemed to capture the essence of the deep ocean. Intricate embroidery adorned the edges, forming delicate patterns of sea creatures and exotic flora. The robe flowed gracefully, its hem brushing the marble floor of the closet.

I said, tracing a finger over a diagram of a silver-laced combat knife. "Exactly," Maya nodded. "Werewolves heal fast. They are incredibly strong, and their senses are sharp. You do not have any of that, Aria. To beat them, you have to be smarter, faster, and much more ruthless. You are going to have to push your human body past its absolute breaking point."

His grip was iron, his knuckles pressing hard against my collarbone. "You are the catalyst for this chaos," Alexander whispered, his breath smelling of scotch and hot smoke as he leaned down, his face inches from mine. "My enemies are using your face to bleed my company dry. The board thinks I am weak because I let a twenty-two-year-old girl compromise my security. I need to know that you are completely under my hand, little one. Every single part of you."

Angela was trying hard to hold her ground but he was coming off too aggresively. His gaze unconsciuosly darted down to her wobbly lips, lingered there for a few seconds before returning to her warm wet eyes. The green of her eyes had deepened under the weight of tears like a four-leaf clover after rain. Four leaf clovers that are rare to find. Clovers that is believed to have magical power. Lucky are considered those whom these clovers favor. Angela blinked, shattering his trance. Nikaulas pulled away in a flash. He gritted his jaw as if displeased with himself. He looked away from her before turning on his heels and storming out. Angela stared at his retreating back, once again heart-broken

see you both together!” She added. “Ink walked round and clapped Alex on the back “anything you want to tell me brother?” He asked. His eyes twinkled, like he knew exactly what he was going to say. “I’m claiming Bella, she’s my girl, she’s my Old Lady. I love her, and she has just moved in with me.” He explained, pride showing in his face. Tina squealed. “What wonderful news! Congratulations you two!” “Thank you, T, Bella doesn’t want to wear a cut, can you tattoo her please Prez?” “Sure, where are you thinking?” “I want it on the inside of my arm, running down to my wrist. Is that ok?” I looked to Alex for his approval. “Perfect baby, everyone will see that.” He smiled down at me. I loved

Eric said, "Aspen's got a ruthless streak, and I like that. You've trained her as an assassin, but she still hasn't learned the real trump card. If she could master the Art of Enchantment, killing would be effortless for her." It was clear he was hinting at wanting to teach Aspen himself. Andrew shook his head. "Killing is killing. There are many ways to do it. Why would she need the Art of Enchantment? So she can be like you and use it to charm men?" Eric nearly choked in anger. "Ignorant fool! The Art of Enchantment isn't about seduction, so get that straight before you run your mouth. If you ca

I rushed back to the table, uncovering everything before I continued my mix. I finished with just a few minutes to the ceremony. I smiled. Feeling a burst of energy as I looked at the little bottle in my hand that took me almost an hour to prepare. I rushed to the room, freshening up and throwing a new cloth then i took the portion. “Let’s see if you like being toyed with the way i have been” I said, drizzling some into my hands and applying it all over my body. It was a binding spell. As long as he did not mark me within the four hours using this, he was going to be bound to me except i broke it.