Eriette Of The Charmed Apple の小説・ストーリー

So was Charlie and Phantom. Charlie knocked on the door of Marcy's house. In a few minutes, a stunning woman opened the door and invited them in. She bowed her head in front of Charlie as all three men stepped into the small house of the enchantress. "How can I help my Alpha?" Marcy asked Charlie as she took them towards the magic room of her cabin. All three of them sat down on the chairs that were set in the corner of the room. She could feel their uneasiness and the racing hearts. They were worried about Berry.

The fragrance in her mouth smelt like orchid, and her swaying body twisted gently. The charm in her eyes was seductive. "What else can a woman like you do other than please a man with your body?" Little Apple held the woman's delicate neck and sneered, and then the next moment, he suddenly tightened his grip. He couldn't bear such a beautiful and evil woman in Deity Realm. The woman's eyes widened, and before she died, there was still a trace of disbelief in her eyes. She was very confident that she was enchanting enough, and countless men had fallen for her. So she couldn’t understand why this hot-blooded young man was not tempted at all.

“Anyway, you’re here now. I’ve made preparations. The clans are arriving as we speak. I will announce the truth, show them the creatures who now serve me, and we will declare you as my mate.” He steps toward me, his hand coming to cup my face. “You have been making a string of bad decisions, Charlotte. I cannot let you take any more missteps now. You will take the Ersa root after this meeting; it will return you to the way you were. I think that will be better. I’ll take care of everything. You are merely going to be the face of this clan; I will make all the decisions for you. Once that Alpha is dealt wi—”

she dropped the charm and looked a Jack. “Areon?” she walked towards him. “You must be mistaken. I am Jack. A lone ranger from far.” Jack then hesitated and turned his head, but Eris merely smiled big. “What stories I have of you Areon. You invoke me to tell you that this will clean your factious behavior? And also to explain to this child that she is not normal? I assure you that I will not. This is your burden to bear and I don’t intend to take it from you.” She had her finger pointed at me.

Every immortal had been invited to share in the glory. Except one. Far beyond the warm glow of the feast stood Eris, the Goddess of Discord, her rage burning hotter than the fires of Hephaestus. To exclude Discord from a gathering of gods was foolish enough. To insult her publicly was unforgivable. While laughter echoed through the grand columns, Eris stepped silently into the fringes of the celebration. With a cruel, elegant flick of her wrist, she tossed a single golden apple into the center of the room before vanishing back into the shadows.

Marcia looked up and took in the beautiful woman in front of him; she had a slender almost hour-glass figure with fair skin, akin to the princess from a Grimm's fairytale 'Snow White'; except with her green eyes and pointed ears clearly discerning her species. Pausing deliberately he turned to Ray, and swallowed, "I don't think its friends exactly", Zen answered honestly. Ray nodded, "Probably not, we only just met", he agreed and then suddenly as if just recalling his purpose in returning, "Oh! Apple!" he yelped throwing his hands up and running off somewhere. "Apple?" Marcia and Zen asked in unison turning to each other and then back at the elf. Zen frowned, "Is he going to go get an apple

“Well there is something Zach is right about. Charlie is the Queen, Queen of Lycans, wolves and vampires” Her eyes glaze over for a moment and she frowns, grabbing my hand she pulls me “We have to go, she is already waking” Eva leads me through the trees, moving silently as she pulls me until we stop in front of a door. I could hear Charlie screaming, not fully, sort of muffled like she had something in her mouth. Dashing through the door we help Matthew and Alice who are trying to hold Charlie down, her body fighting against them, her magic flickering like it did on the plane.

He ringed Catrina phone the hundred time and same thing "the number you are dialed is currently switched off please try again later" There was pop sound and there stood the three witches Brenda, Belinda and Saphira. " What took you so long?" " We needed to get somethings for the spells" " We need something of hers, hair strand, nail, anything" Through out this, Emirate has been oblivious to what is happening. Terrick had Annex take her and Epie out so as to not make them worry especially Emirate since she's pregnant and is almost due, " Here, a hair strand" Terrick gave her, he took it from her hair brush.

I struggle against his grip and finally get my arm free from his grip when the Omega holds out a bright red apple and a small silver knife. “Peel it and drop the skin into the water; the skin will tell you the initial of your fated mate.” The Omega nudges the apple towards me. I shake my head and backaway from the table. I’m not interested in parlour tricks; they aren’t impressive now that I’ve seen real magic. “I really don’t want to, thank you though.” I’m trying to be polite, but Lucas and the Omega don’t seem to want to take no for an answer.

Erik says, low and firm, like he’s afraid if he says it too loud I’ll shatter. I stand too quickly. “I’m fine,” I snap. “It just... slipped.” Chris is already helping Elliott to his feet. Ilsa’s crouched over the burned circle, poking it with a stick like she doesn’t want to touch it directly. “It wasn’t normal fire,” she says. Elliott brushes moss from his shirt. “No shit.” “Sorry,” I say, breath short. “It was supposed to be a perimeter charm.” “And instead you almost turned me into forest mulch,” Elliott mutters, not unkindly. He’s rattled, not angry. His voice is too light for that. But he’s not looking at me, either.