Fata Morgana Visual Novel Novels & Stories

Her eyes kept flickering between green and red, and I could see Malachar's shadow merging with her body, could see his consciousness trying to take over. "The ritual's almost complete," she said, and she sounded delighted. "In maybe thirty seconds, Malachar will be fully merged with me. We'll be one being. Unstoppable. Eternal. And you—" She pointed at me. "You're going to watch your mate die knowing you couldn't save him." "No," I said simply. And I attacked. Silver magic shot from my hands like lightning, hitting Morgana's shields and making them crack. She stumbled back, surprise crossing her face.

She says and starts her maniacal cackling again before exiting my mind. I see Renz calling my name, I can’t hear him, but this time, I’m not scared. This time I’m ready. “Morgana is on her way here. The rogues are a distraction!” His eyes widen and he starts mind-linking everyone, ‘MORGANA IS COMING! THE ROGUES ARE A DISTRACTION. I NEED WARRIORS ON THE BORDERS AND WARRIORS AT THE PACK HOUSE NOW!’ I look at the vial in my hand and pour some of the portion on my palms and on the outside of my hands. If it’s a fight she wants, a fight she will get.

"Said Morgana. She rubbed her palm over Maria's cheeks. Maria who still had no idea of what was going on found the situation uncomfortable for her. "Remember your past life..." She started off slowly, having Maria's hand on her palm. As sudden as it seemed, Maria's ears got engulfed by the sound of silence as memories lost slowly made its way back to her. "You are more than what you seem!" "You are good and you are bad!" "You are peace and destruction awaiting!" She added. Blue flares of energy made its way out of Morgana's hands and pushed its way through Maria's veins. They were like the flares seen before, the flares of an El Devedra. Maria's eyes were closed and her forehead creased up.

Morgana. I blinked. "You’ve been awake all along?" Morgana lifted herself from the bed and rolled her eyes. "Of course I’ve been awake. I’ve been observing..." She nodded towards Lilith. "Her." Lilith smirked, "The fog technique," she said. "Creating an illusion to observe the enemy's weakness. Impressive." Morgana scoffed. My gaze shifted to the robe."Isn't that a Tirajan robe?" Lilith only shrugged. "Yes. I’m a Tirajan maid."

She had anticipated our move, men stepped in front of me blocking me from moving any further and when i stared at their eyes, it glowed purple and then turned black. “WATCH ME! WATCH ME, AS I DESTROY THE VERY ONE YOU CARE ABOUT!” Morgana yelled with her eyes widening in excitement. “Wait!” i yelled out and she stopped few inches away from piercing the sharp ends through Laila’s chest. “You don’t have to do this, we should talk this through,” I said hoping it would by me more time to think of what to do.

’ she asked me. I nodded and kissed the back of her head. I would always give her whatever she needed. This was nothing in comparison. Her claws dug into his temples to do her epic frequency shit. She had her mindlink open to me so that I could witness the process of it. She was able to visualize the frequencies, which then allowed her to match the various aspects of it until she had a perfect replica. “Who promised Imeela to you?” she asked him. “King Andrei Moretti.”

He knew that but still did so while holding onto Yuki's cold body. Fūma was shocked and speechless; this hit him so hard. That was what he felt when he saw Yuki's little hand stop moving. He did not want to believe the fact he found before his eyes. He did not want to accept it! His soul was rebelling! 'Why? Why does all this have to happen? Why should it be her? Why should Yuki???!!!'

I'm trying not to send him any signals right now. I kept praying to the Moon Goddess. Hoping Black doesn't see me here and leaves soon. Things will get worse if Black sees me in this state. There are many wounds on my body and now I'm only wearing underwear. "Black, Beta is calling you." Jaena's words made Black's footsteps stop. "What's wrong?" Black sounded agitated. "They say your brother Nigel is coming. You were told to welcome him." "Arghhh ... damn it!" Black's voice turned angry. He slammed something into the ground causing a loud thud. Then, their clattering steps could be heard moving away.

"I heard your lament. A brilliant mind, a noble lineage, trapped in a cage of flesh and bone. I can unlock those dormant abilities. I can give you the stamina and the heighted senses you crave. I can make you what you were always meant to be." Jose stared at her for a moment, the silence stretching thin. Then, he snorted. A sharp, mocking laugh escaped his throat. "Right. And let me guess, you’re a fairy godmother? Or maybe a Sith Lord?" He leaned back against his desk, crossing his arms. "Who are you really?" "I am Morgana," she replied, her voice dropping to a dangerous, icy register. Jose’s laughter returned, louder this time. "Morgana? Seriously? What, is Merlin in the hallway getting us

Her eyes swirled with colors that shouldn't exist, and power radiated from her in waves that made Shahira gasp. "This is Morgana," Manel introduced her almost lovingly. "My catalyst. My bridge. My masterpiece. She's been preparing for this moment as long as I have." "She's not one person," Shahira whispered, her Ashenvale sight perceiving what others couldn't. "She's... multiple consciousness, bound together. How is that possible?"