Enchantress Dc Novels & Stories

the voice said once more which only made everything a bit eerie. However, seconds later a young woman who looked to be in her teen came out of the shadows. Encha was truly captivated by her, she had this long silver hair reaching her waist and those eyes were blue. She was like an enchantress that came from the immortal word, this was the kind of woman that will cause some world wars. Seeing how beautiful this stranger was made Encha’s mood to drop to negative. If her man were to see such beauty will he leave her? Encha totally forgot about how dangerous this person was as her head began to formulate some conspiracies.

Clamping a hand over her mouth, she quickly spits out with embarrassment. I chuckle, peering down at myself. "It's okay. We humans aren't anything extravagant. You, on the other hand, look like a damn goddess." I admit, unashamedly. "We celestial's are all built the same. It is only our runes that makes us different from one another and with me being a princess. I have been given a gift from the stars." She begins. "Zion has been gifted with the skill to heal. Jaja is a tracker, and I can get people to tell me their wildest desires, enticing them to do as I command."

Emil ran over. “No, Kenneth. You have to stay awake.” He slapped him. “Come on Ken needs out help.” Emil bit at his wrist and forced Kenneth to drink. A few drops and his body was convulsing as his eyes shot up from the rich half breed blood. Teya ran over to stop the Enchantress her eyes glowing with the medallion shooting her beam of sunshine light towards her. She turned, teeth clenched, as she tried to block the bright light. “How dare you go against your own people?” She shot a bright light of another color, purple, as the energys fought for supremacy, but the overwhelming power caused a disruption and from there everything went black.

No wait… the current me is the daughter of this house and the orphan company lawyer that have died in that accident. The Evanson daughter, fiancée of this empire crown prince, the daughter of the Duke of Evanson, the villainess that get’s in the way of that same crown prince love and also a company lawyer, an orphan independent woman whom died a virgin with so many regrets, became the Harold of the abyss with a world saving duty in a doomed world! Both personalities merged and became Satiana Von Evanson. It’s kind of confusing… after all merging two personalities into one… isn’t this a schizophrenia?

“Morgan.” The enchantress immediately called for her apprentice and told her to ready the chariot as she immediately got dressed, grabbed her coat, and hurriedly put on her shoes. “Where to, Enchantress?” the apprentice asked while they hurriedly walked out of the enchantress' abode. Enchantress Inessa stopped in her tracks and turned to face her apprentice with a solemn expression on her face. “To Grimbell. I need to see Morgan Muller,” she said. Enchantress Inessa is the head enchantress of the whole Grimbell. Enchantresses are someone who can see the future of the wolves and other creatures. It was also said that they have a thin string of communication with the Goddess of the Moon.

"This is the legacy of the Enchanted Realm, the harmony of nature and magic combined!" With a graceful yet commanding gesture, Elysia unleashed her newfound power upon the enemy. Gusts of wind tore through their ranks, waves of water surged forth, rocks and boulders levitated and hurled, and flames danced with an intensity that rivalled the sun. The battlefield became a maelstrom of elements, a cataclysmic display of nature's raw might.

In addition, the Chameleon Enchantress has been ordered to go to the Wyverna to carry out the bounty mission. "Since you're unharmed, I hope you can spare us. I'll be truly grateful beyond..." The last words barely left his mouth when Alexander hung up the phone, his index finger pointing into the air. The Chameleon Enchantress stiffened before Alexander. A finger-sized blood hole appeared on her forehead, and the sparkle in her eyes vanished instantly. She was killed, right then and there. "The Chameleon Enchantress is now dead." Hades listened to the beeping on the phone and closed his eyes. It took more than ten seconds before he opened them again, a deep sense of powerlessness appearing

I clicked the chat, and a message popped up on the screen. It simply said, “Happy Birthday.” No other words. As if he was going to discuss business with me. He sent it this morning, and I hadn’t replied. I took a deep breath as I shifted my gaze to his avatar. I clicked on it, and his profile picture quickly filled the screen. It was a cartoon picture of a beautiful little bird. This cute avatar didn’t match his serious demeanor, puzzling many. But I knew why he had chosen it. This image was drawn by our old friend, Annika Summers, the woman Nathan had loved with all his heart.

“So you hold no powers in your blood?” “I do not think I do, my lord.” “And can you command dragons?” “I do not know, my lord.” “And if you can?” “That is very unlikely, my lord.” “Pray to your gods that your words are true or else…” Dymas was in front of him now. He stared at Veren’s bowed head. The golden glow of the flames gave his black hair a fine sheen. His skin was the color of bronze and his young shoulders stretched the skin taut. He was healthy and strong.

I answered frantically. She pulled herself away, “Come with me. I will ask the waters.” She stands and helps me up as we walk closer to the water. I watch her as she dips her feet to the water and in an instant, her entire skin changed and so did her face followed by that awful smell of rotten fish. It was terribly smelly but I tried to agonize it since she has been awfully nice to me. Enchantress turned back to me and her transformation still surprises me even if I have seen this before. “I am sorry America, but the waters does not know where Harry is. They said Harry has not been going to the waters for quite a while now.”