Fata Morgana Visual Novel Novels & Stories

I could only manage to whimper with a little strength. Pathetic. And he Agora. My Alpha. He’s the one doing this. Crushing me from the inside out. Guess this is how I go out, huh? Not exactly graceful. I tried to suck in air, but all I felt was pain. I felt my eyes go blurry as the pain increased. Why was he doing this to me? Is this his way of killing me? His voice rang out in my ear. The kind of voice that could melt ice and break iron.

I thought I was only reading a novel until I woke up inside it. I wake trapped in the body of Seraphina Vale, a noblewoman whose future I know. In the original story, I am destined to die by the order of Crown Prince Adrian Blackthorne, the man I am supposed to marry. Knowing what awaits me, I decide to change everything. I avoid the events that led to Seraphina’s downfall, determined to survive and find a way back to my own world. But everything changes when Adrian arrives earlier than he should and accuses me of trying to kill him. In his hand is a silver dagger engraved with my name. I know that dagger never existed in the story, and I realize someone is changing the plot. As

Farid and his other brother had plotted to kill Hunji when he was younger, in turn, Hunji ended up killing Farid when he was on his quest to find Morgan and she was taken by Farid. “There is one thing I told Queen Lamia,” Morgan interrupts, “It’s not so much a vision but a feeling.” I waited to hear what Morgan had to say as she was smart, had total recall of anything she read, and seemed to be a very powerful witch who hadn’t even scratched the surface of what she could potentially do.

Gosh I almost lost it back there, Nora is so annoying! Mom words popped up on my head. •Be careful Zara. Do not get into trouble• I sighed and bit my lower lip, I was about to twist the door knob and leave when I heard footsteps. I turned gently to see the blue haired cutie stepping out from a door. The upper buttons of his shirt are opened, showing his chest. Waiting a sec......what was he doing here?. This is a female restroom. As soon as I thought of that, the sassy queen bee stepped out of the same door Negan came out from.

Freya's POV The forest pulsed with eerie silence as we approached the clearing. No birds sang, no insects chirped—nature itself seemed to hold its breath in anticipation of the coming battle. Silvano moved with lethal grace beside me, his body coiled with tension. Behind us, a contingent of our most elite warriors spread in formation, led by his father, Alpha Leo. "The thermal readings confirm it," I whispered, checking the tablet displaying feeds from my Artemis system. "The real Morgana is positioned at the center altar. The others are magical constructs—powerful, but not flesh and blood."

Luna and Morgana got into a fight, their powers merging in a devastating show of raw energy. In the middle of their fight, Luna observed a small shift in Morgana's demeanor—a glimmer of uncertainty in her eyes. Luna took advantage of the situation, directing all of her might into one final strike. She overcame Morgana's barriers with a burst of strength, destroying the black witch's grip on their realm.

"It is true. It already happened." Was Princess Lamea’s dejected answer to her sister’s silent query. “No…” She was too late. Again. Like a wilted flower, Morga crumpled and collapses at the seat next to her sister’s. Her almond shaped eyes, blank and empty. Then with a dull voice, just above a whisper, she muttered, "How could this happen? I came as soon as I was awakened by the visions." The slight tremor in her speech, gave a hint of the turmoil within her. With it, the obvious regret and self-loathing.

It writhed in pain before glaring at the female ghost with a mix of fury and caution, hesitating—its primal instincts warring with its desire to strike again. Morgana froze, her expression darkening. "What’s going on? Could it be…?" Her eyes narrowed. She quickly raised her hand and performed a strange gesture over her eyes. Her pupils gleamed for a moment, and then recognition dawned. A vicious smile spread across her face. "So it is you… a useless spirit daring to interfere? It seems I’ll have to deal with you first!"

But, I tamed him and tried to reason, “She isn’t going anywhere, let her be comfortable and I will ensure that she has the best first experience of her life.” Luke grumbled a little but I whisked him away and tried to find ways of distracting myself. My gaze flitted to the book that was lying open on the side table. Probably, she had been reading before I walked in. Thus, I opened the book with one hand and started reading through it. It had some hand painted drawings, information about various living beings, and even a painting of Najak. Seeing that brought all the memories of the fight, Leo, and the curse back to me. My mind began to churn with various theories of how to defeat the Lich.

After that, I merged my own pack's resources with Johnny's out of guilt. The once chaotic pack began to thrive under my plans, and everyone was grateful for my presence. After I had a pup with Johnny, I naively thought the Moon Goddess had finally blessed me. But on the day I was supposed to give birth, Johnny tied me up in a car. As the car spun out of control, he gave me a cruel smile. "You should feel the same despair Amy did. Die!" Johnny jumped out just before the car exploded. In that moment, I felt every bit of pain as my skin charred, as the flames tore through me.