Enchantress Novels & Stories

She saw herself walking in a pavilion made of clouds in the sky, where she chose her first spellbook. Enchantment. In her mind, the southern goddess of sensuality, the dark moon deity Minami, smiled upon her. Then came her secondary spell choices. She wanted to be powerful, like no other. And so, she chose the power of offence. Xiyu prayed to Minami to bless her at times when she felt she was at her weakest.

she says clutching her head. "It's the power from the energy pocket. If she doesn't absorb it soon, it'll wear her off. She is in danger of attracting evil spirits from the dark World and the dark creatures. The power from the energy pocket will make her a target" the lord explains frantically now that he knows Darius won't hurt them anymore. "Let's search each book at a time. If you find the spell we are looking for then well and good" Max suggests. Thea looks at him and smiles a little. He looks back and winks at her.

Esmeray's lungs collapsed, for a moment she forgot to even breath. Niume~ Now gazing at Ghaliya in a new light Esmeray could see that the girl looked like a tiny version of Niume with her black hair and unique red eyes. No wonder she had looked familiar. She was from the House of Untolds just like her mother. The little girl was an Oracle which was the reason why the enchantment hadn't worked on her while it had worked on all the other children turning them into robots. There was hardly any enchantment spell that worked on an Oracle. Esmeray thought numbly as she stared at Ghaliya.

"The most powerful one among these killers is called Thousand-Faced Enchantress. Since she became a killer, she has never failed. Her success rate is 100%. "And her identity is a mystery. The only thing people know about her is that she is a woman. Yet, no one knows what she really looks like because every time she is on a mission, she shows up in a different appearance. "Moreover, this woman has excellent skills. Adding that she is very good at lurking in the dark and spring on her prey, it's almost impossible to guard against her. She's definitely a dangerous opponent. You must be careful." "Got it!" Qin Haodong then hung up the phone. When he returned to th

and a spark flew from her fingers and struck right on the bridge of his nose. "Ow!" Rah howled in pain. "Believe me now?" Mila pouted as she stared at the burn mark on his face. "What are you?" Rah demanded, still clutching his face. "I am a were-enchantress. I am a witch."

Hadeon gripped his crimson and gold sword and with raging eyes slash a monster in half like a melted piece of butter. Hally, who is standing beside him, waved her staff, while forming a magic circuit. Before being the manager of the Deck Orders Guild's Human Resources, she was the rank 6th Challenger— the Goddess of Miracles, Harrella Washington. Despite her small built, young-looking face and distinct braided twin-tails. She is an unmovable force that single-handedly supported a hundred Challengers with her high-tier magic buff enchantments simultaneously. In a snap, multi-layered enchantments appeared below the offensive and defensive team boosting their firepower and defenses ten-fold.

I scoffed and thereafter flew towards her just as the disc-shaped energy torpedoed towards me. I blocked them right on time with my electrical shards, but some still managed to hurt me. “There is only one priestess in Ehnrelil, Serena, and that would be me!” Vanishing from my sight, she continued throwing me the energy discs in almost all direction. Due to this, I couldn’t find where she was exactly using my naked eye and her life energy, and this really was a disadvantage. Still, I knew I had the upperhand. “This is fun,” I stated, suddenly appearing behind her. I heard her sharp gasp before I hugged her tight and injected the highest electrical current into all of her nerves.

“I don’t know what you think I am, but I’m not…” “I am the High Priestess of the White Coven,” she interrupted. “And you are a witch, Mira.” I shook my head violently. “No. I don’t believe you. Witches are not real.” “And the master of this house isn't a werewolf,” she said casually. A bitter laugh slipped out of my mouth. “This is all a hallucination. It's not real.” “It is your reality,” she snapped, and the air around me seemed to thicken with her anger. “You were brought here for a reason. Have you found the demon energy?”

"I know you orchestrated all that just to piss me off. To get my attention, you’re willing to embarrass yourself. Why are you pretending like you don't want my attention now?" The knife he was holding accidentally grazed my arm. Fresh blood soaked the silk sheets. I was sweating from the pain. But the pain in my heart was a thousand times worse. Cade didn’t even bat an eye. His gaze was almost merciless. "My mother was right. Women like you who climb up from the bottom are never respectable! Why bother hiring someone to put on a show? If you dare, just divorce me for real! Your sister is a thousand times better than you!"

Everyone looked to me for answers. "Enchantresses are a subcategory of witch, though they're technically not the same. All enchantresses are witches. Not all witches are enchantresses. Most would need a potion to change another's emotional state or even put them to sleep. Kwen doesn't. It's incredibly rare to ever set your eyes on an enchantress." I informed the group. Kwen smiled. "Cool." She suddenly swayed, stumbling. Cersai was by her side in a heartbeat. "I'm fine, Ceri. I just need a minute."