Flying Broomsticks Novels & Stories

In the blink of an eye, Biefren unfurled his hands and soared into the sky. His hands morphed into colossal golden wings, beating against the air with force. A fierce gust of wind ensued, carrying a barrage of golden feathered arrows, tearing through the stronghold with a ferocious hurricane. The once sturdy defenses crumbled as if struck by a mighty force of nature. The ground quaked, and protective enchantments shattered like glass, releasing a cascade of divine artifacts into the air, a spectacle of impending calamity.

The flowers grew out of the soil into a large clearing with many village houses. She was amazed by how different and beautiful everything was. But then she noticed that there was something strange about the whole picture. "Hey, look ahead!" Pawn Clara cued Bishop Eloise to see something flying in front of her. Another Pecan-Zorro-yew was flying through the clouds on his way out of town. Between clouds and winds, it looked like a flying pumpkin. Not exactly an orange pumpkin, but the one which is transformed into a Cinderella carriage led by horses.

He came back to the spot he left and faced his soldiers and said to them via mind link. “Everyone stay alert, and position yourself for attack.” Immediately he said those words, he heard loud noises from above and looked up and saw colossal vultures that were flying down with brooms in their mouths. He was so shocked because he perceived the air and noticed that they weren't humans but witches. Not that he hasn't faced any witch before or fought any, but the thing is that these are powerful, and he doesn't need a saw-seer to tell him that.

“I refuse.” “Ah, but that’s not for you to decide,” she retorts with a sly grin, her gaze falling on me. “If Her Majesty allows it, we would like to fly to the Capital. And let you ride with us, too. Fret not, the brooms are fast. They can get us there at daybreak if we depart as soon as the moon rises.” Flying using. . .brooms?

The flowers grew out of the soil into a large clearing with many village houses. She was amazed by how different and beautiful everything was. But then she noticed that there was something strange about the whole picture. "Hey, look ahead!" Pawn Clara cued Bishop Eloise to see something flying in front of her. Another Pecan-Zorro-yew was flying through the clouds on his way out of town. Between clouds and winds, it looked like a flying pumpkin. Not exactly an orange pumpkin, but the one which is transformed into a Cinderella carriage led by horses.

I knew the three-minute window when the balcony of the East Wing was unobserved. I moved through the shadows of my suite, my heart hammering against my ribs. I had changed into dark, durable leathers, no silk, no lace. I reached the back balcony and whispered the spell. Instantly my broom appeared, it was humble, made of ash and bound with copper wire, but the moment my fingers touched the wood, it sparked with a faint violet light. ‘Now?’ Era asked, her instinct warring between the urge to stay for the Alpha and the need to run for the Moon.

Her feet began to float in the air as she began to fly. Talon hurriedly followed his sister and he's doing zigzags in the air. Falla is in good balance using the broom to fly while Talon began to go upside down. He doesn't know how to use broomsticks to fly and he even forgot the right spell to use. “I regret skipping lessons about controlling brooms in the air!” He shouted, causing Falla to laugh so hard but her joy eventually vanished the moment she saw what did happen to the mansion.

Nonetheless, it delivered. “Route charted” It said, putting H-6 in the middle of the fight. He increased power to the engines, primed the rockets and the cannon. Another wild wind danced through the wind tunnel created by the city’s spires. He rode its fury towards the center. “Bike, launch crowd control” Latches opened, several mechanical insects flew ahead. Watch Flies they were called, shaped like dragonflies and as long as an arm. They carried a pulse gun that shot lethal and stun rounds. Had your back when no one else was there. Perfect for the situation.

She was out there, being tortured by evil and he was in there, fighting with three senseless guards. He knew what he was planning to do will be very stupid but as said before, he did not care. “No, Octavia please stop!” “You call me by Octavia!” She wanted to give Angela another slap. This time Angela was sure if she took the slap she would pass out but something incredible happened. There was a loud noise in the sky. Every living thing looked up to see an orange-colored witch riding on a broom. There were four weird-looking people riding on four large white birds, flying in the direction of the castle.

I saw a dark wolf jump toward me and I immediately stabbed the sword in his stomach before he finally grabbed me and it turned to ashes. I saw a dark witch approaching me. She was riding on the flying broom. You know those ugly witches riding on the flying broom in the movies. That's how the dark witch is but the white witches are beautiful and look young. She throws potions, which I immediately avoid and there is an explosion in the areas where the potions she throws landed. I immediately teleported to the back and stabbed her before she could face me. I saw a bunch of dark vampires coming toward me. They quickly surrounded me. I immediately threw my sword at them. My sword rotated like a