Enchantress Novels & Stories

She bowed her head, clenching and unclenching her fists. “my mother. The former high pristess. She did not dare to look at us. She called us her greatest embarrassment and sent us out” she had this sour look on her face. “but then she gave us you” she looked at me with a smile on her face. “you seemed to be balance. Mother was no longer angry especially when she found out that you were next in line” i felt my chest tighten as my body somehow forgot how to breathe. “… she called it the goddess blessing our lineage one more time to get rid of the curse.” she continued, not aware of the mini heart attack i was few seconds away from having.

A round table sat at the center, cluttered with cards and strange artifacts. Two chairs faced each other, giving the room an air of ritual or prophecy. The atmosphere was intriguing and unsettling—a world between reality and the unknown. Mom sat in the chair on the left. “As most witches do,” she began, “I was gifted with the ability to communicate with the paranormal... and with the multiverse.” I looked at her, confused. She saw the look and smiled gently. “To make it easier to understand—I can teleport my ancestral body into another realm without moving my physical one. In that state, I can influence events happening in both spiritual and physical dimensions. That’s what makes me a Sesame

Elira leaned in, whispering quickly as though even saying their names too loudly could bring trouble. “ The girl in the middle is Cressida Vale, a dragonkin sorceress with blazing crimson hair and molten-gold eyes. Known for breathing sparks when angry. Damien’s girlfriend. Ruthless, manipulative, always two steps ahead”. “Beside her by the right is Lura Duskbane, a vampire enchantress with long raven-black hair and lips the color of fresh blood. She has the ability to cloud minds and lure secrets from anyone. Cold and cruel.”

Andre’s eyes, once a warm brown, darkened to an inky black, a clear sign of the strength he was absorbing. This was it. Soon, it would be my turn. The sacrifice of Elara would grant me unimaginable power, and I could already envision the strength that would flow through me, along with the respect I would command. Elara As I lay frozen, my heart was racing yet somehow detached from the horror unfolding before me. My gaze was locked onto the hooded figure at the center of the chapel, where the flickering fire cast shadows across his face. In one swift motion, he plunged his dagger into the chest of the woman before him. A gasp escaped my lips, but it was swallowed by a suffocating silence, jus

, wondering if she would react to the hint of flirt. A smile appeared on her lips. — Montreal is full of opportunities. — When you wake up in the morning, you never know what the day will bring. She gave a loud laugh. “Some days are better than others. — Afterwards, she looked at the elephant statue. — Who is your roommate? — Ganesha ? Among other things, he is the King of Beginnings. — Nav felt intoxicated, intuiting that this light flirtation was the beginning of something special.

she explained, and I raised my brow in confusion. "I don't understand, Mom," I said as she sat on a bench beside her, and I sat close to her. "Do you know why you are the chosen one? Not all people from our generation have blood control magic. The way you control water and ice is the same way you can control the water inside them, which is blood. It's deadly, and it can kill easily. You have that in you, daughter. You can take down thousands of demons within seconds because you are the chosen one," she revealed.

Eren raises a cunning brow, smirking. "What? No!" I burst out defensively. "Why would I be jealous?" I feel my cheeks heating up. Ludmilla is a blonde with a cleavage and I'm brunette with parted boobs. She has amazing blue eyes and I have the cliché Hazel eyes. She is sexy and I'm simple. There is nothing to be jealous for sure. "Ask yourself that question." Eren winks confidently. "Guys, guys!" Toni interrupts us. "If you are done flirting, can you let me pass?" Eren and I then realise that we have been disputing in front of the door, blocking the exit.

I stumble away from Enyo, and she grins, letting out a delighted cry. “No. It’s alright. You are the Legend of the White Wolf Mazelina. You have powers beyond anyone’s wildest imagination. There is no weapon forged that can kill you.” Amelda babbles, “Here she comes. Be ready, do not fail us now, Mazelina!” My vision blurs as I continue to back away from Enyo. I see Charlotte escape Aries’s arms and run to me. Enyo grins evilly and changes her stance to kill my daughter.

Sweat beaded her forehead , tears stung in her eyes and uncountable curse words lodged up in her throat . * HOWL* Behind her came Enchantress howl full of pain and Chelsea realized that she have wasted a lot of time . She heaved a deep breath and concentrated linking her mind with Enchantress trying to summon her back but her stubborn wolf whined as if saying -' that was nothing , I can still fight '..However, this time Chelsea didn't listened and increased her mana to summon Enchantress back - she already got Ron injured all because she agreed to his plan and now , she cannot allow her familiar t

It stood on its knotted haunches and stooped as its wrinkled face stared at him. It gave off an aura of pure hate and evil expressed in its dull black eyes. The ancient creature of the dark has a look of a powerful sorceress, and yet its misshapen appearance says otherwise. She appears to possess the ability to manipulate any magical energy for many effects, from healing to teleportation and can affect any non-living objects with her magic. She is after all the most powerful sorceress of her time. Vnee Medea.